Momlestia (Motherly Celestia stories, writefags and others) Archive 2.0 ------ >AfterHours Ten Years https://pastebin.com/TJRYLcwM Ten Years: Bedtime https://pastebin.com/pi9DmLAD Chrysalis: Kidnapped https://pastebin.com/XvD076Gt Ten Years: Sick https://pastebin.com/yigHazpS Ten Years: Home https://pastebin.com/4DQgaApv Ten Years: Immortality https://pastebin.com/yuQhpsZv Gala https://pastebin.com/hcZLUefZ Ten Years: Mother's Day https://pastebin.com/ChZyyDRB Camping Gone Wrong [EqG] https://pastebin.com/BDh8TQzG Ten Years: Sleeping Through the Night https://pastebin.com/eXKhXGTZ Ten Years: Nightmare Night https://pastebin.com/9Z1ihdJh Just Pretending https://pastebin.com/5yLC320R Nightmare [EqG] https://pastebin.com/7HAeaNuM EqG: Black Friday/Christmas https://pastebin.com/SYi5bJez >AnalplugAnon Physical Closeness https://pastebin.com/MDGwsixG (Added) >Anonymous Momlestia Placeholder short https://pastebin.com/uxgHMMj8 (Added) Anon and Celestia play in the snow http://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/20473339/#20486449 Growing Up (young Anon) [NSFW] https://pastebin.com/vKwqA7XJ Bathroom Break (watersports, young Anon) [NSFW] https://pastebin.com/JUrNqtF3 >Blue Feather Good Morning Sunshine https://pastebin.com/Rtr6VwJM >Crimson Bathtime https://pastebin.com/ndbKQ6y2 Celestia and BabyAnon https://pastebin.com/gzWVHUGi Momlestia [NSFW] https://pastebin.com/6FAnBYyH Mommy Issues https://pastebin.com/0TrELSqs Safe in Her Womb [NSFW] https://pastebin.com/E2fvUYuB Milk of The Sun [NSFW] https://pastebin.com/gGyQRDQt Milk of The Sun II [NSFW] https://pastebin.com/kD8xEmc1 >Ditherer The Westmost Edge of the World https://pastebin.com/LKrb1cdE >Dr. Anonymous My Mother is a Princess http://mulpwiki.org/index.php/My_Mother_is_a_Princess-_Prologue (Added) >Faggoat Mama Celestia [NSFW] https://pastebin.com/SwmMJTkN >F#cked up Oedipal HumanXCelestia Unbirth [NSFW] (unknown author) https://pastebin.com/zsRTzrUN >Freud would be proud [NSFW] (CYOA) (unknown author) https://pastebin.com/Mrc8pccP >HerdAnon /mom/ https://pastebin.com/GTVtmZ5T /mom/ Caught https://pastebin.com/tcBs3wnb (Added) /mom/ Heartbreak https://pastebin.com/tPPqHuQ4 (Added) Luna's struggle snuggle /mom/ https://pastebin.com/JfYzNJVy (Added) Meeting Excape /mom/ https://pastebin.com/pRbtLvfZ (Added) Kidnapped /mom/ https://pastebin.com/a6HASGsp (Added) Daybreaker /mom/ https://pastebin.com/WxV5ztyy (Added) /mom/ Ice Cream https://pastebin.com/UVDVbqVH (Added) >IssuesAnon Tutankhanon's Curse [Momlestia / Aunt Luna x Anon] https://pastebin.com/aenqVpGr (Added) >JazzTeeth A Gift from the Sun [NSFW] https://pastebin.com/50rWTY4E >Jffry890 Mother's Fools Day https://pastebin.com/mEmab46K (Added) >LoreLove Celestia Wrestles Anon [NSFW] http://pastebin.com/fz1BGava Celestia, Luna, and Anon Try Yoga [NSFW] http://pastebin.com/fg2rKuVf Celestia and Anon Shop Clothes [NSFW] http://pastebin.com/C8DnvwBw Beachside Bum Fun [NSFW] https://pastebin.com/4n0aJTVF >Mr. Zed Hot For /mom/ https://pastebin.com/cV0Qv4hm (Dead) >Noface Anon x Celestia(Mother/Son Archer-esque chemistry) https://pastebin.com/FCpEeQsP (Added) >Not Not Erf A Mother's Confession https://pastebin.com/mLsZ4HKs (Added) >RainbowWarrior0924 Nectar of the Goddess [NSFW] https://pastebin.com/XUDbjjE6 Milk and Honey [NSFW] https://pastebin.com/NJn2CtCi >SomeFag Memories Of Anon https://pastebin.com/02YCRFN7 >Shukaku20 Overprotective Celestia thread bumpers https://pastebin.com/8CshK90F (Added) >TasteTheNon Royal Circumstances [NSFW] https://pastebin.com/GV3PZ7Zw >Teegray Sunburned https://pastebin.com/8V0F7kp5 (Unfinished) >Trippy_Shippy Change of view - Ded https://pastebin.com/45xcRavp Forgiveness to end my pain https://pastebin.com/bAUG8RnS Linguistic Walls https://pastebin.com/4sXpk2QJ >Unbirthusiast Celestia unbirths Anonymous [NSFW] https://pastebin.com/GzC2VR09 >Unity-In-Fag Dicscord and Anon https://pastebin.com/8G38UjAM (Added) >UnreliableAnon Meeting Anon's Girlfriend https://pastebin.com/qwLL2yWA Revised Evil Momlestia story https://pastebin.com/ds1KSjBa Guard Anon https://pastebin.com/DG44xBxz Playboy Anon https://pastebin.com/sMbBnYSJ (Added) >VisiTi Overly Protective Celestia https://pastebin.com/ZwvgRPrF (Added) >Woofr Morning for Momlestia Thread https://pastebin.com/3igfBZYv >WizardOfBoners Celestia - mother - clop - not mine https://pastebin.com/6gncF0Sp (Added) Somewhat Related /mom/ stories > Wandering_Writefag Anon and Flurry Heart https://pastebin.com/dAEN72xS Super Deep Throat Files http://a.pomf.se/cdqpaa.png http://a.pomf.se/rcqprk.png http://a.pomf.se/gxljuw.png https://mega.nz/#F!kx4kDLCK!1da8o2Pw-rto0VRK_EbczA ======================================================================================================================================= Momlestia archive Every time I look at you Anon, All I see is a foal in need of a mother. https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/18634110/ https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/18720076/ https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/18780065/ https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/18822963/ https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/18863855/ https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/19007684/ https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/19070626/ https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/19159471/ (Added) #5 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/19209388/ #6 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/19237477/ #7 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/19285044/ #8 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/19390548/ #9 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/19479388/ #10 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/19583100/ #11 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/19687089/ #12 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/19827068/ #13 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/19947205/ #14 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/20111754/ https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/20244209/ (Added) #15 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/20473339/ #16 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/20629973/ #17 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/20790596/ #18 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/20978531/ #19 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/21360623/ #20 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/21620837/ #20.1 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/21639886/ #21 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/21986248/ #22 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/22650134/ #23 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/23100597/ #24 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/23432726/ #23 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/23503970/ #24 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/23701855/ #24 Take 2 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/23905846/ #25 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/24411666/ #26 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/25089054/ #26.1 Nightmare Night https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/25247204/ #27 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/25679302/ #28 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/25808368/ #29 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/26189238/ #30 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/26696513/ #31 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/26818287/ #32 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/27147743/ #33 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/27438466/ #34 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/27715811 #35 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/27958261 #36 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/28229646 #37 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/28475588 #38 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/28780033 #39 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/28972199 #40 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/29120533 #41 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/29384170/ #42 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/29652750/ #43 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/30002570/ #44 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/30215795/ #45 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/30434619/ #46 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/30640414/ #47 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/30852620/ #48 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/31052093/ #49 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/31283204/ #50 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/31468169/ #51 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/31525743/ #52 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/31648035/ #53 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/31818723/ #54 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/31972857/ #55 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/32159371/ #56 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/32302311/ #57 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/32452398/ =========================================================================================================================== -This sentence is what started this decent into madness, enjoy- 'Every time, I look at you anon, all I see is a foal in need of a mother.' "What kind of ridiculous conclusion made you draw that?" "Oh, it's just nice comparison to perfectly apply to you; a young, lost-looking boy, confused and in search for a warm home and a loving mother..." >The face of Celestia settled with a warm smile and a calm, steady focus, analyzing any trace of emotion that may be nesting inside you. "You do know I am an adult, right? A home is what I need, yes, but I've finally out grown the need of a mother." "Your age is that of an infant compared to mine." >She said with a foreleg swinging, shyly. >What the hell? Did she just call you a baby? Was that suppose to be a witty insult? A bit silly, it even drew out a ha from you. "My age is at the appropiate year to call a HUMAN an adult." "Don't be silly anon. Your slight irritation is cute enough to eat." >Celestia motions forward. She brings a hoof over to your cheek and gently tugs with a pair of donut lips whispering coos. >Too close for comfort, let alone touching you. A light push was given to her. "My little Anonymous can't be this upset. Are you hungry? I'll tell you what, come with me for dinner and a good nights rest. We'll look into somewhere you may settle." >Waitwaitwait. Free dinner, at a fancy stay in the castle, courtesy from Celestia herself? Bitch throw in a limousine and the key to the city while you're at it! >The invitation's surprise left you fumbling for the right words. "Y-yeah, ok!" >The clumsiness displayed in front of her brought a muffled giggled. >She opens up for what appears to be an inviting hug. "Come here, don't be shy, sweetie." >She's awfully kind to you. It feels quite eerie, but awkwardly step forward and embraced the soft pony. "I promise, you are going to love your stay with me!" unfortunately (fortunately?) forever. ======================================================================================================================================= "Look at that... thing, trying to seduce my innocent little man." >What is presented to Celestia is her boy with strange mare she never met before. >This is her first time watching the two, from a safe distance, chat away like two chickadees on a pear tree. "What does she have that makes him want... THAT? Surely he can do better. In fact, I do believe there is no mare in the world who is good enough for my Anon." >And it extended to more than talking when Anonymous's little friend tenderly brushed from his shoulder, nearing to his hips. >The extra attention prompted Celestia to stomp in disgust. "OooOO! The nerve of that bitch!" >She snarled, with the new vocabulary Anonymous blindly presented to her months ago. "After this, no more! She can longer see him, and I'll make sure of that, I guarantee it on my life. I know what is best for him and the evidence is in my undying love I've given him over the passing days! I will multiply everything, EVERYTHING I am able to give him by a hundredfold, just to prevent the witch from stealing my son away from me." >The two shadows from the distance bonded into a large dark blob. The likely conclusion is they became closer physically, and mentally. >Celestia's eye twitch from the thought, She went back to her chamber and prepared for Anon's return with a book to pass the time. "He will understand my decision, I know what is best for him as I stated before, and I'm the only one he needs." "Ah shit. Sorry ???, It's late and my mother worries a lot when I'm not there in time. I hate to plant that in her, but I can walk you home, I mean, if you want me to..." "That sounds nice, Anon, I would love that." >The mare takes her place next to him and strides, close enough for the fur to tickle across his thigh with each step taken. "I hope she isn't going bonkers by now, mom is too sweet to stress out." "I'm here, sorry for coming home late, lost track of time or... something?" >Anonymous's last words ended in confusion to the lack of a Celestia standing before the main entrance. >Usually Celestia will wait for him in soft glee, but there are days where she is absent from the spot. >Those days come rare, and bring the more serious side of her. "Mom?" >He calls out, making sure he hasn't missed her from a blind spot. >If his mother isn't here then she must be in her private chamber, past logic dictates. >Anon closes the door before making way toward the destination. >Along his way, the tired glow from the ending day continues to shrink as each step taken brings him closer to his mother. "Mom?" >He calls out once more, the only voice, and possibly person in this side of the area. What shitty guards. >Now what did he do this time? >The last thing he remebered was building a "weapon of horror." >A gun. Not just any gun, but an airsoft gun. >And Celestia caught on, immediately taking it away and explaining the boom it made sends everyone in to a panic as if it an invasion has take place on Equestrian soil. >The best part? She was very sweet about it, even took him out for a quick bite to make up for the ban and forget all the trouble that ensued. >And he returns her kindness in the strive to be the best son he can with hugs, kisses, and the daily "I love you." >There's the door. It opens as his hand gives more push, then enters. "Fuck. Sorry for being such a slow ass, but I'm finally here, I just had to do something quick." >There she lies, comfortably with a buried face in pages. "...What have I told you about using that type of language around me?" "Whoops, my bad, I'll tone it down." "That's better. Now then, how was your day?" "Good, as usual." >Her book slightly dips, revealing the pair of eyes asking for more. "I'm glad. What kept you out there for longer?" "Oh, nothing." >More of her features reveal, showing a strong doubt through a sassy brow. "Nothing, or something? If it was nothing, then it would have brought you to me in time, but something has held you back," >She said dourly. >"or someone..." >Now Celestia ended on a much deeper, questioning tone. >There it is, it was only a matter of time. "I know where this is going, what did I do this time?" "Hm? Oh, nothing serious, just the dismissing of a wonderful evening together I had planned." "Plan, plan... Oh! That's right, completely forgot about it, sorry again." "No matter, it's perfectly fine sweetie. Now then, come here and lay on mama, I had a long day and your company is what I could use right now. >A wing gently pats her thigh, inviting her boy some promised comfort. >Anon nods. He drops his bag and curls under the wing, head cushioned across her white fur. >A page turns under silence as Celestia continues to read. He may have not notice, but a smile is displaying over her lips. >The silence is suffocating. He wants to break it, but maybe a little quiet time is what she needs after what may have seem an abundance of red tape for her today. >Possibly explains no Celestia waiting behind the door. >Then again Anon is here, nestled next to her. What gives? "Anon." >Finally, it was getting tense. "Who was that little friend of yours?" "What friend?" "The little filly you were with in the park." >Was she spying on him again? She stated before that this weird annoying habit of hers wouldn't continue. "Were you checking up on me again without my permission? You said it would stop, and that 'little' friend of mine is none of your business." >Celestia's book abruptly shuts. "Don't run your mouth to me like that. Who was that? Tell me now, because surely that witch was more important to you than your dear mother, hm?" "You don't even know her! What's the problem?" "The problem? The problem is I don't know who she is. For all we know, she could be dangerous." "Are you being serious right now? Do you hear yourself?" "Then why have you been sneaking around with this brood, let alone so eager on hiding her from me?" "Because any mare I do befriend, you drive them away. It's like your jealous is so great to the point it's radioactive, that's why I don't bother mentioning any of them." "Them?" >Celestia's questioning tone peaks higher. "How many more are there?" "Just this one, and she's coming over for dinner tomorrow, courtesy by me." >A great shock lights up in Celestia's eyes. "With out MY permission?" "Doesn't feel too good when some one invades the other's privacy, eh?" >A scowl was given. "I will not allow this!" "Oh, but you will because not only is she coming for dinner, but also a report on your current public relation with the citizens." >Anonymous's shit eating grin only grows wider. "And you don't want to deny a small meaningless visit with us, right? It'd be a shame if the public knew how rude you were..." >Well played Anonymous, well played. "I think that is enough for tonight. Go to bed, I'll be with you shortly." >Anon sits up and takes his stroll to the bed. "I will return right after bathing. There's a plate of warm food I saved for you on the writing table and do not forget to brush your teeth." "I always remember." >Celestia trots off, furiously as she growled a few words under her breath. "Tomorrow night, I will make sure the bitch leaves unwanted, and not just by me..." >And Anon none the wiser lies with crossed arms under his head, admiring his so called 'win' in this tug-o-war. >The water pebbles in heavy dose, sourced by the shower head. Celestia has not yet stepped in from the sound of it. >Anon walks over to her personal work station with the dinner set neatly a side. >The same can not be said for her cosmetics; face powder, hoof polish, lip stick, blush, all splayed out like fallen comrades in battle. >Even her favorite brush has snared a good amount of clumps of fur. >The items look as if they had gone under mass trial and error, and freshly used today. >What made her doll up like this? She's much more prettier with out the paint mask. >Maybe it was a requirement, A first good impression for what ever special event took place. >A sweet, calm hum echoes from behind the steam. >Sounds like his mother has finally taken the first drench. "When you wake~" >Hm? A few words can be understood behind the door, Anon steps forward and pressed one ear to the wall. >...pretty... your side. >That's it, those were the only words he can make out before the steam and water became so dense, it muffled any further lyrics. >It's not out of rude nature, but when she begins to sing in the shower, he laughs his ass off. >And it's quite rare catching her during her vocal practice, but from the past to this short example, it's safe to say her voice is some what deep, soothing, and melodious. >He shakes his head for focus; enough of her, food is calling. >Anon unwraps the foil, revealing a nice baked chicken breast with a side of diced carrots and a large brocoli. >Bleh, or so he would have said if younger. It's food, good food to top it off, and not eating isn't up for debate. >It's very generous of her to acknowledge his diet, she even encouraged it by having a sample with him. >Expectantly, she didn't like it much, the texture was too tough. Taste on the other hand was a nice flavor she loved, allowing her self to eat it as a once in a blue moon luxury. >Anon chomps down and follows it up with a spoonful of carrots, then a chunk of broccoli. >The dousing shower stopped, the last trace of water weakly drips. >She finished up, and Anon is still here with food on his face. >Fuck, would she care if he was eating in her room? This is the first time he has done it, and he's not taking his chances when she comes out. >Anon secures his plate of half eaten chicken and scurries out of there. >And just in time; the door clicks open, spewing vapor as Celestia walks out. "The nerve of her, inviting her self through the manipulation of my sweet boy. It's fine, when the time comes, I'll make her feel the need to leave in my own subtle way." >She steps forward before an oval mirror and spoke to the pretty reflection. "Forgive me Anon, I did not mean to snap at you, but loving you means knowing what is best for you," >The more she spoke, the more her anger faded, softening in admiration. "and whom is best for you..." >A tiny smile curls on the princess as she bats her lashes. >Her head turned for a better view, analyzing for any shampoo residue. >Her mane and tail is wrapped in towels, the better to absorb the remaining water nesting inside the colorful strands. >Celestia takes a seat and began sorting the cosmetics back to their original place. "A shame, all this work for nothing. Maybe next time." >She vents out a sigh, then picked up her brush; it halts before making contact with any hair or fur. >Celestia's snout scrunches. "Bleck! It's like a dead mouse." >The left over strands are magically picked away and drop to her personal waste bin below. >It's full of the same stuff from past cleanings, and an orange circle. >An orange circle? She lowers her muzzle and squints, temporarily gaining better vision. >Are her eyes deceiving her right now? Or is that 'orange circle' a piece of carrot? >Celestia hasn't had carrots since last week, and the only one she knows who was served carrots was, "Anon." >With her mind fully on him, she finally takes aware of the bag left by him near the entrance. "My poor baby must have had a long day, he forgot his bag. I'll bring it to him." >She sits up and goes over to the bag, cranes down, and grips the strap with her teeth. >Celestia stops for a moment and sniffs the air; it feverishly grew once a a solid idea formed. "HER." >She growled, knowing what scent made her blood boil. >From what she had seen and heard today, the far fetched idea seemed, or this case, smelled more evident. >The scent is similar to a mare, a young mare. The stench is faint, but there. >It's saturated all over his spare clothing. >And who has been fluttering around her boy like a fairy? "This is the little filly from down the lake! How could she mark her self with my child's clean wardrobe!?" >Celestia's eyes thin, her anger rises. "Why!? WHY!?" >She furiously stomps with the bag still clenched, it swings, powered by her hate. "WHYYY!?!" >The cosmetics shake their way to the floor, dropping and spilling what ever content was there before. >Celestia reared to the writing table and kicked, sending papers flying and causing ink to rain. >She cools down for a moment to catch some breath, then started once again with a snort and a good kick to the bed. >There isn't enough energy to lend her anger new fuel, but through her panting, the spite still poured. "How... how could this happened? I've kept my eye on those two for a while, and no funny business was seen between them... only the intrusive touching by the vile filly today." >Celestia takes in the messy surroundings and sighs, regretting of unleashing her wild temper. "My baby shouldn't settle for some bimbo brat, he can only have the best, the most loving, the most beau-" >Before the last words were formed, the mirror dropped, it cracked slightly. >Celestia looms over to the glass and takes sight to the reflected pony, she is frowning. "I shouldn't work my self up like this, other wise my items will break." >She composes her self before heading to his room with the bag riding on top. "What was that?" >The two loud thuds from Celestia's room made Anon curious, they sounded heavy. >"Is she all right in there? Did she hurt her self?" >These thoughts brewed some worry in him. >Celestia may be intrusive and annoying, but he still loves her very much. >Anon sets the plate down and made his way to the door, and to his surprise, Celestia was there to greet him. >Ironically, this was suppose to happen earlier. >She stood there with a smile, wet mane and all once he opened the door. She brought her self in to him with a hug. "Uh, it's nice to see you too? Was about to check up on you after hearing some bangs." >She says nothing, but her silent love was loud enough for Anon to return it with an "I love you too" of his own. "What were you doing in there? By the way, you smell good." >Celestia sets her self in his vision, she looks at him with quiet admiration. "Nothing important, just some furniture rearrangement." "At this hour? You may be old, but your stamina begs to differ." >A slight blush appears on her cheeks; the admiration deepens, eye lids grow heavy with her irises faintly searching left to right. >Anon just kept his dumb look at her, expecting a word. >And she did, after a long minute of a hoof playfully patting his chest. "I'm sorry for raising my voice at you, it's just... it felt like you went behind my back." "I don't want to sound snarky, but that's the same feeling I had when you spied on me." "Anon, you have to understand, that was only me looking out for you. My heart would break if something terrible were to happen to you..." >The nasty feeling of unintentionally hurting his mother burned his stomach. "That's... fine then, but is my friend still invited?" >The familiar anger howled inside her, but she was calm enough to chain it down. "Of course, anything for my honey." >Shocked by the sudden change of heart, he kissed her, and a stronger blush bloomed. "I love you, mom." >Those very words raised her wings, and they flutter. "You left your bag in my room, so I decided to bring it over here, with an apology." >Celestia reached for the bag and returns it. "Weird, I don't remember having it open..." >She realized her mistake, a stone face was kept. "Guess I forgot, hopefully none of my shit fell." "Anon." "Right, right. Sorry." "Mmm, looks like you had quite the feast when I was occupied, and it took place in my room, correct?" >She teased him with a pressuring look, one brow mockingly arcs. >Anon feels hot, looks like the act is up. "How do you know?" "Well, there is food stuck to your face," >She points to the morsel of chicken next to his lip. "and the carrot in my bin." "Oh..." "It's fine, but let me rid of that pesky piece." >Eagerly, she leaned in and plants a pair of wet lips to the corner of his mouth. >She starts sucking in the chicken, a small pudge of skin is tugged inside her mouth. >Anon is frozen from the attention his mother is giving, she gives another gentle tug, absorbing the remaining pieces. >There's a juice stain where the chicken was. Her tongue droops out, it licks the spot clean in slow, long laps. Her eyes shut in content. >After leaving the corner spotless, she comes back in full view and scans. "Oops, missed a few there..." >Celestia once again placed her tongue over him; this time, it was set under the left side of his chin. >The tough, spongy muscle slides up at a gradual angle, taking over his mouth and nose as it happily takes the time it needs. >Just one large lick was enough to gently tilt his head back as he unwillingly follows the tip of his mother's tongue. >After the sloppy cleaning, she smiles and brushed his wild hair to tamed spikes; his sideburns curled like mother's. "There we go! That's the handsome man I love." >A smooch was given. "Ok..?" "It's more than ok. Anon, may I ask you for a favor?" "Ok." "Would you please brush mama's coat? It's not completely dry and we can spend time together, like when you were young." "...Ok." >Celestia sets her brush in Anon's hand. "You may have notice how clean it is, no stubborn fur!" >Indeed, it's almost as if brand new. Typical, putting some decent care in prolonging her things. "You've grown so tall, you may have to sit on the bed so I may place my self comfortably in front of you." >Anon takes her word and sits. >Celestia unwraps the towels, allowing more of the wet mane to fall around the withers. >She looks for the perfect position, then walks forward and wedges between his legs, face to face. "When you're ready." >She said under closed eyes. >And he starts, from the back of the ear to the base of her neck. >The mane shines from water; the more brushing it received, the better it complimented the shine. >A smile manifests on Celestia. A calm breath lets out, approving Anon's gentle lining. >Sometimes she would steal a glance at him, and quickly shuts back when his eyes met hers. >One side is dry, but the other lacks the attention it needs. >Anon brings his hand over to the other side, starting from the ear as before. >This is one of the many things she desired from him, a simple moment together that had long withered as he aged. >When Anon was only a foot shorter, he'd always come home with hugs and kisses, and she loved it when he drowned her in his affection. >The touching was fulfilling; his fingers would run through her coat while she was told how pretty she was. The memory made her fidget in delight. "Hold still please, I don't want to yank something." >But now distractions have come forth, dragging him away and leaving her more alone than usual. >The day he forgets her will be the day her mind shatters. >No! That's the most absurd thing she can think of, but it can't be fully rid, it haunts in the back of the mind. >She leans in to his palm, nickering ever so quietly. Even the ticking from the clock echoes louder than her subtle sound. "There, your mane is done, coat is next. this feels weird to say, but you look pretty." >Celestia's ears perk up, she gains full attention after what he said. "Oh, am I know?" >Her lashes flutter, teasing and stirring the emotions inside him. "That's very kind of you to say. I haven't heard a compliment from you ever since when you were a head shorter than me." >Celestia nests her head under his and gentlely pushed, mining for more of his kind words. "Well, yeah... I thought it would be nice for you to hear it again, it's true to me." "Mm-hm~ And?" >She purrs. "You smell very nice and you sound lovely, like an angel." >More blush blooms forth, her ears pin and flicker to his sugared words. "Anon, my sweet little Anon... come here." >By surprise she pounces, sending him over the sheets with no difficulty. >She cradles his head while kisses sprinkle over the face. He spits and squirms helplessly under his mother's still damp body and tail. "Mwah, mwah! My baby knows how to make his mama feel more worthy than the rarest gem! Mwah!" "Please no, stop! I can't breathe!" "Uh-uh! Now you will receive some of the love I have for you!" >The kisses continue pouring and they paint Anon in dabs of saliva. "STOP, I'm not a baby!" "I know you're not, but that does not prevent me from showering you with love." >"Eventually in more ways than one..." >She relaxes and moves to his side, a wing unfolds and pulls him in between her limbs. >A hoof tenderly rubs the boy's head as Celestia brings one hindleg over his waist. It squeezes for more of him. "Mom?" "Hm?" "Don't you have to go to bed?" "But I am in bed~" "Your bed, not mine, we won't fit even if you stay here with me." "I'll make some room for us, just like when you slept with me for the first time." >She tosses and lays on her back, bringing him along in an unbreakable hold. >Anon is secured under the legs of his mother. His head lays on the damp fur of her breast with a hoof draped above, it combs the tamed spikes. "Please, I can sleep alone, I don't need you with me." "Hush, it's time for bed." >A blanket hovers forth and settles, bonding the pair under warm silk. >A gentle hum resonates from the bottom of her heart. >"He's mine, and only mine." >The tune sounds familiar when it raised its pitch, almost like the one from earlier. >Anon struggled once more until her seal drained the last breath of determination. >But he did not sleep, not until she falls first. >Fifteen to twenty minutes passed and the low snoring was a signal for Anon to push away. >But to his surprise his mother still has him under security, even in slumber. >It's no use, he gave in and listened to his mother's light heart beat for aid in sleep, and eventually it took over. >Some time during the late night, Celestia awoke. >The bathroom is calling, she needs to pee. >A warm body splayed over her front prevented drastic movement. >She knew the body belonged to Anon. This made her move with more caution. >At last, she frees her self and sets one leg to the floor, eventually the others follow. >Celestia turns to see her son peacfully spread out, she smiled and stepped close. >"Just this once, a small sample is not much. I know how much of a sleeper and dreamer he is. this will not disturb him." Her mind rung with the words. >Anon continues slumbering as his chest rose and dropped at a lazy rate. >Celestia prepared her self and tipped over, just mere inches above his face as the breath fogged her nostrils. >Her lips quivered in the new found joy, they ski across his until they have a nice hold. >Her breathing drastically picked up, the heart pumped away adrenaline like a well oiled machine. >She makes sure if his eyes were open; they're not. >The guilty pleasure of loving him in more ways than one sent thrills surging through her spine and wings. >The hormones soared to dangerous levels, her arousal is breaking into vocal. "Mmph~" >A sensual moan channeled out. She experiments further with a stronger kiss, her tongue spreads his lips for an entrance... >"No!" She stopped her self, aware that advancing would only lead to an awkward wake up call with mama's lips touching his. >And the ill mannerism of a hoof teasing her most sensitive organ provides evidence of slowing down. >"This is not the time. Besides, he looks so innocent, and he does not see me the way I see him, yet." >Thinking it over had helped her find the strength to loosen the lip lock. >She savored the last string of saliva as it cuts off. "I love you very much, sweetie. See you in the morning." >She whispered before returning to her personal chamber, right after a quick visit to the bathroom. >The first ray of light pierced through the window in Anon's room. >Morning says hello, its potent shine teased his eyes. "Gaaah... fuck." >He stretched and cracked his knuckles before his vision focused. >His tongue swirls around a taste, a unique taste that made his lips smack for more. "That dream felt too real. Speaking of real, was mom sleeping here with me? I swear she was last night after the mushy stuff." >The day before him looks bright; A good sleep, No chores today according to the follow up last week, free time for some fun, a friend is coming over, and the best part? Mother is fine with it despite the disagreement yesterday. >He can't hide his joy, he wants to share it with the rest of the world. "I don't think I can ask for more than what I'm feeling now, gonna go say good morning to her." >Anon hops out and stretches once more. He shuffles to the door, turned the knob and made his exit. >A pair of guards rushed by as the door slipped open. They catched the next corner and rolled their way to the next direction. >What has made those two so alert? The bright halls from past mornings brought idle chatting and slow walks, procrastinating the time before their posts demanded their presence. >Anon followed with a quick foot and swiveled around the same corner where the guards vanished. "Whoa." >The sight before him presented a crowd of guards from all classes scattered in the center of the four way corridor. >A few of the lesser nobility spoke with some of the guards to what sounded like an event taking place in the evening. >Ah, it finally made its way to him like the dolt he is: The dinner with the princess, presented by Anon. >Looks like his scare tactic worked, the clash of planners planning speaks for it in this crowd. >Anon carefully passed through while keeping in mind the possibility of squishing one of these little guys, and we don't want bodies laying in red. >A couple of polite excuses and the fuck you to the one higher rep giving the stink eye. All of this was enough to allow him to swim through with minimal difficulty. >Celestia's door welcomed Anon with its carved designs, he gives a knock before throwing in another. >It doesn't open. "Are you there?" >The lack of assurance discouraged him to continue, but his mischievous side lit some motivation, pushing one part of the double doors grants as it granted access to her dorm. >Anon slipped inside with no sense of any curious eye set on him. "Hello?" >No reply. >Anon walked further in as the he closed the door with a foot. >It appears she hasn't returned after performing her early routine. She must be out there among the mess, guiding today's event. >Some dark stains on the floor catches his attention. They look to be from ink, an accident caused by the rearrangements. "Sometimes you do too much..." >And it looks like she didn't finish, the writing table is not correctly aligned to appease the decorations in this room. >More to say, her bed is a disaster, sheets horribly annoyed and one of the two long pillows is on the floor. >In the corner of his eye, a small light blinks from the oval mirror. >It has a crack running across the center; Anon looked in to the glass, his reflection splits in two uneven sides. "She needs a new mirror." >What's this? Some powder left on the counter, and underneath is a jar of polish with a lipstick close by. >Hell of a long day it must have been for her yesterday. >Anon's head shoots to the door, hooves dressed in gold clop from the other side. "Shit! Shitshitshit!" >That must be her, she comes at this hour for a small break. >He dives to the floor and quickly crawls under the bed. >Wait why is he hiding? Surely she will not mind him, but the adrenaline rush tingled Anon's blood, encouraging him to stay under cover. >The doors open as he watched her come through. >Celestia walked in as the doors shut, a few more steps were taken before setting her self in front of the mirror. "An unnecessary mess, it only adds on to my work for today." >The items on the ground were picked and placed right back to where they belong. >Clanks, taps, and jars running over wood signified her tackle on the rest of the clutter. "And that mirror needs to be replaced, I can't have it here." >When the noise fell soft, she switched her attention to the gutted bed. "I've forgotten to make my bed? It's always the first thing to do in the morning." >Celestia trots to it where Anon laid under, his palms begin to sweat and his feet went cold when she approached near the bed side. >All four of the legs towered above him with the end of her tail peeking bewteen her thighs. >The most nervous he got was when her head dipped low. >He was able see her, but luckily for him her attention was on the pillow. >The bed rustled under her guidance with the sheets and pillows correcting themselves to their former glory. "There! Much better." >Anon watched as his mother flew back to the mirror. She sat on her haunches and painted her hooves with a new clear coat, singing during her private moment: "Slumber is upon thee, stay here, next to me, Just for a night, or two, or three, Only with me, you will be able to see, The one you've been looking for in your dreams, The pretty little mare, she wakes by your side, And she will gladly give you the time of your life, Bounce and flounce, isn't this a fun ride, She'll prance, and dance, for you next time~" >"...The fuck? Never heard that one before, must be new." >When the last verse trailed off, she jumps up and twirls, wiggling her bottom to the glass. >Anon couldn't help but supress a laughter threatening to spew, but it was kinda cute. >She's ready to head off, but not with out trying on some lipstick first. >She pops her lips after applying, and trots out. >Now he can safely resume. >Time needs to fly by. ----- "Fuck her! I don't need some dumb bitch anyway!" "Honey, please, calm down." "NO! How could she put me down like that, in front of everyone!? I didn't even like her like that and she had the nerve to accuse ME of USING HER? How? When? Why? To top it off, supposely 'I' was making her 'feel uncomfortable,' the fuck does that even mean?" >His foul mouth was only allowed to spit on rare occasions. >Anon marched away as Celestia followed. He leans against the wall, front covered with a raised arm. "Sweetie, mind telling me what went wrong between the two of you?" >She stepped forth with a wing ready to comfort him, but he smacks it away, Celestia recoiled. "Just... leave me alone, I don't need any one." >Anon slowly made way to his room, but Celestia was courageous enough to stop him from entering. "Don't act like this, please. You don't need isolation, you need some comfort, I can be it." >Anon shoved his mother aside, sending her almost toppling to the floor. >She tried again, with a hoof around his hand as it touched the surface of the door. "Anon... listen to me." >He stared at the door, paying no mind to Celestia. She tried pulling him with her, but it was like wrestling with an iron bar, an iron bar that shoved her again. "LISTEN TO ME! This is your MOTHER whom you are pushing away!" >Her words blasted in his head, he freezes with a head hung low as a tear dropped, his arm lost its denial. "Sweetie... I'm sorry, but please, listen to me; you're hurt, and locking yourself away isn't the healthiest way to deal with it." >Anon weakly listened. "Come with me and vent in my room, let me get you through this." >She dug her head under him, he turned away. "Anon, you're not thinking right, come with me." >Her muzzle tickled his cheek for attention. "Come with me, hm?" >He turned, and rested his head above hers, behind the horn. "That's my boy. Come here, allow me to walk for the two of us." >One wing pulled him over, he lays defeated while Celestia walked. >The lighting in Celestia's room glows in a lewd dim, Anon sits on her bed side as she wrapped behind him, thighs hugging his sides. >A pair of fore hooves tied around his neck, laced in a gentle cross. >Her head curls around his as she listened to the anger pour out. "I don't understand. I welcomed her, escorted her to the dining table with you by my side. By the way, we didn't had to hold arms." "I thought it would be nice for you escort me as well." "Fair enough. It didn't bother me in the slightest." >Her hold becomes a fraction tighter. "Shit, I even prepared the table AND served her dinner. What the fuck did I do wrong!?" "Nothing dear, nothing." "Then why did she call me scum as I came back from the bathroom, WHY? Then she went out of town by explaining every little thing on how 'dispicable' I was. Felt like I was in the middle of a shooting range as I became her target, while everyone around us stared..." "Do not over work yourself to her vile commentary, I still love you." "I'm just so, fucking... MAD." >Anon jolted violently as Celestia held on, never loosening the hold. >She sprouts her wings as they took place as a soft barrier around him. "Shh, shh. I'm here, mommy will make you feel better." >Celestia brushes his hair. >An angry tear rolled down from his eye, she rocked back as he slid under her chin. "I'm positive she has been harboring these thoughts for quite a while. You don't need her Anon, you don't. You deserve some one who can give an endless supply of love." "And to think I actually had some ounce of feeling for this..." "Fucking bitch cunt?" >Anon's eyes instantly grew, they fixate to Celestia above as a giggle was shared." "...Did you just curse?" "What can I say? Some of your questionable habits have rubbed on me." >He smiled, and comfortably snuggled under her muzzle. "This is why you're the best mom. Thanks for going along with the event by dressing up nice tonight, that blue evening gown looked beautiful." >He brought a hand over her cheek and rubbed. "Never knew you'd also put on a light shade of pink lipstick for dinner, talk about dedication." >Celestia's temperature rose as she craned down and laid a kiss over him. "You make me feel better faster than any one can." "Mhm~" >She smiles before another kiss was given, and another, and another as they trail down his neck. "Mom stop, that tickles!" >His message was misinterpreted, a large smooch marks itself on his cheek, and it slides over to the bottom of his lip. "You can stop now, I feel better." >She ignores him with a another smooch, it smacked against his skin with a wet suck. "Mom..." >Anon whispered in worry, Celestia cooed in his breath. "Yes, baby..." >His next words struggled to leave, his mind and body began to betray him as she moved in more. "Please, no." "I love you, more than you think. I can satisfy you in more ways than one, no else can say that. Let 'mommy' show you how much you mean to her." "I-" >She shushed in to his mouth. "Tell me that you love me, the same way I do to you. No other mare is better suited for you than me, I'm the only one." >He squirms away, but his head was forcefully turned to meet more of her colored lips. "You need me, and only me. Love mommy and never leave her alone, please. She loves you from all different angles, this is the one you will share and cherish with her..." >Her mouth takes full hold of his as he regretfully gives in to his mother's advances. >Anon melted under his mother as she continued her sturdy lip lock. >Her tongue wriggled out and searched for a partner, it parted his mouth for an entrance and desperately made its way in. >There, she found his own spongy muscle, it welcomed hers with a lick. "Mmph, Mmm..." >Celestia's breathing grew hot and heavy as it blasted through her nostrils, damping Anon in dew. "Lay down." >She breathed in to his mouth, a chunk of his lip pinched by her teeth. >He does as she crawled her way back up to him, dragging the blue dress across his legs. "Mama's going to enjoy this." >Her hind legs spread, she takes a seat above his groin, Anon hissed in pleasure before she dove back in for more oral play. >With the company of more wet sucking, she effortlessly bobs for a deeper gain, causing Anon to follow in her quick movement. "MMm. MMmph!" >She chokes under her own heavy lust, her body shares the immense desire through grinding. >It's not enough for the wild mare, she quickly turns and presents the pair of succulent rear ends before him. "Play with mama's pink pearl, play with it!" >Anon laps the winking muscle, it frantically pulsates with each little tease. "Don't be shy, come in." >She shoves her rear further back, his nose tips the the wrinkled cap as his mouth is partially engulfed inside her warm tunnel. >His tongue swirls and twirls through the slick flesh; it gushes more of the fluid, supplymenting fresh new coats after every muscle compression. "Aaauuh, AAAh!" >She forced a few more inches towards him, causing his nose tip to dig in to her sphincter. "Goooood bo-AH! haA~" >Sweat trickles down on the crack of her rump as she began humping. >Grunts leave from her throat as harsh growls, sharp snorts transform in to a long neigh or two. >Her humping picked up faster has his head wobbled underneath her sun flower. >Her rump shudders uncontrollably; she's near orgasm, but she stopped and shot her head below, and feverishly tugged his belt free. >That's not the only thing that became free; Anon's erection in her vision, she smirked. "I'm not letting my sweetie join in the ride, how selfish of me." >Celestia looked behind, Anon gazed at her with lust clouding his eyes, signaling lost of his morality. "There's room for two~" >She shook her rear, before facing him once more, her tunnel hovers above his length before dropping in, pulling a howl from him. "I can sense you've grown..." >Celestia's smirk curled more, her brow curved upward in a teasing fashion. >Her vaginal walls gave a squeeze, Anon's toes curled in delight. >The blue dress lifted, it stripped away until the white coat came in to view. "Mom, you look gorge- no, no please... I'm only a boy..." "You're close to being a man, Anon, and I want one. You will come out with not only a pleased mother, but with also a new faithful marefriend." >Celestia batted her lashes, Anon's mind continued to haze under her lewd body language. >She pulls his shirt, bringing her self close to his neck. Her lips tickled his ear with the next words. "You get to have the best of both worlds, no fuss, I promise. Any thing you need from me, I'll provide it." >Another squeeze was delivered, her tail is swishing in delight of seeing her son catching the next breath. "Even carnal desires." >She nibbled the cartilage around his ear, his back tingled. "Oooo, y-yes, mommy." >Celestia's ears perked, they happily flickered to his agreement. "I'm glad you came around. You will not be disappointed, I promise." >She gave a hard push, eliciting a moan from Anon. "Grab my flanks." >His hands reached around her cheeks, they veil over her sun marks. "Now give them a good grip." >And he did, his nails dug in to the fat. "nnngh yes, tighter." >Their power increased, they endangered the white fur with red scratches. >She humped away with his hands tight on her behind, her lips connected to his with the same passion from before. >He expected his first time would sooner or later come at this age, but exchanging the experience with his mother was never planned, it was a sin he had always been taught to avoid, but that flew out the window once he knew how sexually delicious she was. >The way she bounced on his length while keeping a lewd filled gaze on him. It's a beautiful sight, enough for him keep it in his line of vision. >The way she splayed over him while she rutted him like an angry beast, her breast quickly brushing up and down against his pecs. >How her grunts and snorts sucked and flared in his face, a moist pair of lips absorbing much of his breathing. >How her strong thighs gripped his, sharp movement was restricted under the amount of strength she gave. >Her hunger for more than a mother and son relationship was prominent, but how long was it bottled? "Haah... AAAH! Ooo, come to mama, come!" >The answer does not matter, his mind focused solely on her, and the swaying hips. >Her warm walls clenched and release at a dangerous rate, engorging itself on his meat as torrents of fluid flood both organs. >He can feel the primal urges eat away his domestic side, and he wants to take charge on the rest on the rest of the ride. >Anon pushed away and took hold, slamming her on to her back as he immediately speared back in. >Celestia took in air in sharp gasps. "Well, w-AH-at do we have heeere? My baby... aaah, AH! Is t-taAaking chaaarge-Mmm?" >She found it difficult to finish her sentence, he pounded away the remaining conscious she had left, tongue drooped out dead. >Her hocks locked around his hips, hers rocked under his lead now. >Fore legs greedily hung to his neck, he buries his face in her ethereal mane. >The colorful tail whipped his behind, encouraging him to thrust in further. "Faster, FASTER. Muuu-AH-sh!" >Oh the glory between these two. >Her precious pearl latched on his length as it pulled away, but it would always return to her. >His sacked slapped the exit where waste deposited. >Near orgasm, she bites down on his neck as her body bended back, ears pin in delight and wings sparatically unfurl. >His feet clawed against the sheets as he pushed her more to the head board. >The vaginal walls rose in temperature, they closed in and crushed his length, signaling the climax. >Her back arched, wings sprung forth and encased the boy. >She lovingly yelled in to the night as the last strength of her fertile opening jelqed from his base to the tip of his head. >Moments later, he too climaxed as he raised her up to his eye level in a bear hug. >How, how did this happen? Falling for his mother. >He truly loved her in more ways than one, and she helped him see this. >No matter, because he was now only hers, and he is fine with it when the next day rolled in. >Anon woke next to her, greeted by the beaming face of his new marefriend. ======================================================================================================================================= >"My baby has grown so much, it breaks my heart knowing you have to leave..." "I'll visit you whenever I can, promise." >Her eyes soften as she brings you in for a hug >"I know you will, I just can't wait for that day. I love you sweetie." "Love you too mom." >One of her hooves began to rub your back in tender circles >It slides down and gropes your rear as she jerked you into her "M-mom!" >"Oh sweetie, can you really blame me? Come here and give mommy a farewell 'kiss' >The last word reeks with sultry. >One day, Celestia's urge to see her son disturbed her well mellowed way of thinking >She tried jogging it off, but it only riled it up more >So much more, she prances in place when attempting to keep still >Her eyes constantly shift when ponies spoke to her >They question her attitude once she turns her back >"Guard! Wake my sister, and inform her of the new task she has been assigned immediately while I am away. I need to run a quick errand." >He salutes >Celestia took flight >There's an eager knock at the door, what gives? >It annoys you with its rapid pattern "Goddamn hold your horses!" >A laugh was picked up from the other side >The door opens and revealed Celestia happily swaying in place >So happy, she darted towards your face and gave a kiss >And not just a kiss; some creepy, sensual, passionate tongue play "Mmf! MOMF! STOPH!" >She lets go before speaking >"Are you not glad to see me?" "It has been only a day!" >"I just wanted to say hello." "Like that!?" >"What's wrong with the way I kiss?" >Everything >What's worse is that little 'greeting' of hers made your blood rush in excitement >Fucking A, she doesn't know how to talk to you without touching you ======================================================================================================================================= >Celestia comes home, teary eyed >Another possible suitor scared away by her power >She falls onto her bed, sobbing >You walk up to her, trying to comfort her with a hug >She cries into your shirt "It's alright, mom. He was probably just some grubbing asshole anyway." >She giggles a bit and hugs you back "Don't worry. I'll be here for you until you find the right one." >Her hug gets tighter >A little too tight >A little too long "Uhm.. mom?" >She pushes you back onto the bed >Her eyes are narrowed and her breath smells of wine >She bites down on her lip and swings her leg over to straddle you >"Mhmm.. Is that so." >She smirks deviously >"Well, maybe I've already found him." "W-what do yo-" >You are immediately cut off as she presses her lips to yours >Your attempts to push her off are in vain >She's just as big as you and a whole lot stronger >You grab her flank to try and push her off balance >But all it does is to elicit a moan from her lips and she plops down on top of you, making it impossible to move her. >You try to talk, but it only allows her tongue to slip in between your lips. >"Mmhmm~" >She swirls her soft warm tongue against yours and you try to push it out with your own. >Apparently she takes this as a challenge because her lips press harder to yours and her invasive tongue just goes faster. >After a few seconds, she breaks the kiss and look down on you with hungry eyes. "M-mom.. stop." >She purrs ferociously and her wings push your arms down onto the bed, immobilizing you. >"Oh no, honey. You told me you'd be there for me and I do not raise liars. You'll just have to keep your promise." >She grins and her horn lights up. >You feel your pants begin to unbutton. >You struggle a bit, all for nothing >She knows your every move and she knows just how to keep you still >Your pants slide down along your legs and with her magic taking over to firmly hold your arms down she slides the soft feathers of her wings along your thighs as she moves down your chest. >Her head reaches your groin and she takes a gentle whiff. >"oh~ I think you've been hiding something here." >The warm tip of her nose slides along your underwear which are slowly pitching up at the sensation. >"Did I not tell you it was forbidden to keep secrets from mommy?" >You stare down at her as she gives you a sultry grin. "I.. wait what are you d-" >Once again she won't let you finish as her warm tongue slides up along the hard shaft over the fabric. >She's not fooling around this time. >Her eyes never leave you and there's a hint of some primal lust in them. >Her teeth snatch the edge of your underwear and she pulls your dick free in one fell swoop. >"Oh my. You've grown quite a bit!" >She smiles widely, licking her lips at the sight. "M-mom I don't think we're supposed to do this!" >She narrows her eyes and grins almost madly. >"Too late~" >With that, she wraps her lips around you, effectively shutting you up. >All you can do is utter a moan ans her warm mouth envelops you with a hunger you never thought she had. >Her tongue slides along the shaft while her lips squeezes you all the way down to the base. >You clench your eyes shut and bite down at your lip at her sudden violation. >You never thought she was capable of this. >When you feel her stop, you open your eyes to look down. >She was waiting for that. Her eyes gazes up into your, waiting for you to look her in the eyes as she spreads her lips and licks along the tip. >You can't look away and her lips curve into a pleases smirk before she once more takes you into her mouth, bobbing up and down with soft moans. >She wants you to look as she violates you. >You can't help but to moan while looking into her deep amethyst eyes and she seems to take a deep satisfaction from it. >You're powerless to stop her and it feels good. >Once she's done toying with you, she releases you and lets out a coo. >"Good boy." She hums out as she crawls up to your face. >"I knew you'd realize that acting like a baby about this would get you nowhere." >Her lips once again meets your and this time, you surrender and let her have her way. >You feel her soft fur brush against your chest as she magically removes your shirt at well. >A warm sensation brushes up against your shaft and she breaks the kiss again. >"Now, just relax. Mommy knows best, after all." >She giggles playfully and slides down a bit. >You feel your dick once more enveloped. Oh god. >It's warmer than her mouth and it's squeezing you firmly as she takes you into her, slowly. >She opens her mouth as her eyes nearly shut, but her gaze remains locked with yours. >Her tongue slips out and she moans deeply as your slide deeper into her. >You let out a groan as the walls of her soaking wet marehood squeezes you with every inch. >Finally, you feel her plump cheeks settle down on your upper thighs and she lets out a surprised gasp. >"Wow, if I knew you could hilt, I would have done this sooner." She giggles out. >You would say something, but you're too lost in the sensation. >Her inner muscles squeeze and ripple along your entire length and she wiggles playfully on top of you. >You suddenly feel your arms released from her magic hold and she looks down at you with lust. >"Grab my flank." >At this time you can't do anything but to obey and your hands wrap around her soft plot. >She moans and smirks. >"Good boy. Now, squeeze them." >She begins to take up a slow pace, sliding your cock all the way out until only the tip remains in her firm hold. >Your fingers dig into the voluptuous flesh as she rams herself down hard onto you. >Your both let out a loud howl. >She's panting heavily and suddenly seems to have lost all interest in romanticism. >Bouncing on your shaft, she presses her lips to your once more and your muffled moans slip in between your tongues as they slide against each other. >You're lost at this moment, completely lost to your carnal desire to rut this mare >She's riding you like a wild animal, gritting her teeth without taking her eyes from you. >It's honestly scaring you, but for some reason it only serves to make you harder. >Her magic grabs a hold of your hand and forces it to slap her quivering rump. >"Do it!" >she commands all of a sudden. >You hesitate, not wanting to hit your mom even if she ask for it. >She suddenly stops and looks at you. >She looks different. Those soft motherly eyes are gone. >They're hard as steel. >"I said.. spank me!" >She grinds on you and you hive her a pathetic slap on the rear. >She lets out a sigh and slips off of your throbbing cock. >She grabs you and slides you off the bed. >She grabs something from your pants and hides it behind her. >"Looks like you're still in that rebellious stage so let's try something else." >She turns around and puts her hands on the bed, presenting her soaking wet entrance to you. >Her magic kicks in and once more, your forced into her. >She bucks forward with a load groan and you take the opportunity to please her fury by bucking into her with a passion. >Her moans return, but it's not long before she also returns with her orders. >"Spank me, hard!" >You give her another weak slap, hoping it's enough. >It's clear it's not when a stinging pain presents itself on your ass. >She's holding your belt and has given you a rough hit with it. >"Here's how it's going to work. Either you start putting some effort into it, or I'll keep whipping you until you do." >She gives you a devilish grin and cracks it threateningly against the floor. >You take the hint this time and give her a harder slap on her flank. >It jiggles only for a split second and she lets out a little moan. >You however let out a yelp as the belt once more rings against your rear with a cruel snap. >"Better, but mommy wants it rough!" >She's cracking it around as you thrust into her from behind in a quick pace. >Despite being rock hard from the lashes, you decide to give it to her for real this time. >Your palm slaps her rear harshly and she groans and starts to buck back into you. >"Good, more! Harder!" >She whips you again and the pain begins to set off your adrenaline. >With one hand, you grab her ass roughly and you start to ring hit after hit onto her other ass cheek. >She's howling with ecstasy at this point and even if you're giving her what she wants, she refuses to let up her punishment, whipping you twice as hard. >The pain in contrast with her marheood squeezing you like a vice is making your head spin. >You're starting to feel pleasure more than pain from the rapid lashes and your howling is starting to betray your endurance. >She's quick to notice as she suddenly uses her magic to take the belt and wrap it like a leash around your neck. >She pulls you roughly in and pulls you out of her. >"Not yet." >She hisses and grabs one of her cheeks and spreads it wide. >"Take me here." >She slips a finger from her pussy and uses the juices to lube up her asshole. >"Hurry!" >At this moment you're too gone to even think about what you're doing. >You line yourself up and begin to push into her tight ass. >She groans and pulls you in with the leash, catching your lips and kissing you hungrily. >You feel her starting to loosen up the more you ravish her tongue and lips and soon you're in a steady rhythm, pumping her. >The feeling is indescribably, ramming your mom's tight pucker as she nearly chokes you with the belt while biting your lip. >It's too much. You're nearly over the edge and all she does is pull you in harder. "Mom.. I'm-" >She cuts you off with a tug of the belt. >"Do it! Fill me up!" >Your breath is lost for a few seconds and it's sending you over the edge, hard. >She lets go of the belt, allowing you to let out a muffled howl as she kisses you deeply. >You've unleash a torrent into her bowels and she's going nuts. She's squeezing you hard from her own orgasm and her wings are quivering like mad. >You feel her muscles milking you until you're completely dry. >You're both panting, looking into each others eyes as she holds you in place. >"Gh-good boy. Mama's so proud." >She licks her lips before giving you a soft peck on the lips. >After a few seconds of nothing but breathing, she collapses with you next to her on the bed. >She's holding your head on her chest and is stroking your cheek tenderly. >It seemed her motherly side was back after she was satisfied. >"Oh my.." She suddenly utters. >You look up at her and notice she's holding her breast with her free hand. >It's glistening, not only from the sweat but something else. >Wait... she's lactating? >She notices you staring and a sly smirk spreads upon her lips. >"Drink it~" >You blink. "W-what?" >She arches an eyebrow and cups your cheek with her hand. >"It looks like you caused some hormones to wake up from all that effort you put into it." >She swirls the tip of her finger around the nipple and licks it. >"You've caused it, so now you'll just have to drink it until it stops. >You weren't really sure if you wanted to. >Sure, she had had you when you were little, but that was long ago. >She repeated herself, not with some motivation. >The belt was in her hand once more and she grinned. >"Since you're acting like one, I'll treat you like an impudent child." >She slapped you across your already sore ass. >"Drink!" >You didn't want to see her go back into that mode she was in before, so you decide to obeyed. >Your lips closed around the dripping nub and you took an experimental taste. >It was sweet, almost too sweet. >You'd protest but another slap sealed the deal. >You began to gently suck, milking her into a moan. >Her free hand found it's way down to her soaking lips ad she began rubbing herself. >"Tease it." >She coo'd and gave you another lash, harder. It stung like hell. >You groaned and began flicking your tongue over it. >"Yes! Now the other one, nibble on them!" >Another lash left it's stinging sensation. >You took both breasts in each hand, biting down gently on the other nub and flicked your tongue on it while holding it firmly. >She moaned loudly and plunged her fingers into her snatch. >"Oh god, yes! Tell me you love mommy!" >You released her from your lips and looked up at her. >She'd won long ago. >This was pretty much just her enjoying the spoils. "I love mama." >You spoke in a daze before returning to drink her sweet milk. >There wasn't much sleep that night. >Stupid kinky mom. ======================================================================================================================================= >Day timewarp in 'Questria >One day you're just average joe anon, trying to beat some sense into your cablebox reciever for glitching up The Hub >Next thing you know, shits all lightning-y and magical and BAM! you kick it up a notch and you come to in your favorite magical horse land >It's just like you imagined: marebits far as the eye can see and bright colors, fresh air, yadda yadda so on and so fourth >Just one things off.. >You're pretty sure you WERE'NT 14 a minute ago >"The fuck?!" >You look at your reflection in a nearby pond >"No, NO NO NO, AH FUCK ON TOAST, GODFUCKINGDAMNIT, JESUS H CHRIST, SHIT ON A SHINGLE, FUCK A DUCK..fudge, man.." >Yep, there you are in all your angsty edgy pizzafaced glory >'WHO is responsible for that outlandishly awful string of obscenities that assaulted the royal ears?' >Oh shit it's Top Sun >You'll calmly approach her and tell her in a collected manner, just whats going on >"H-hey.." you croak out >'Skies abov-..what are you?' >"..I'm a stone cold sex machine, bab-" >'Oh such fresh language, does your mother know you talk to royalty in such a manner?' >"My mom? Honey, I'm pushin 28 here, all my mom knows is ommph!-" >'You? In your 20's? Tell me another one, or do all aliens where you come from have such coltish good looks..?' >Shes magic'ing you about getting looks at you from all angles, lifting your shirt a bit to show off the fruits of being skinny by default >"Yeah look I know I look like I'm 14, but I'm really 28. So uh..if you'd be so kind as to point me to some comfortable lodgings I'd be most appreciative." >'Nonsense, we take juvenile safety laws very seriously here in ponyville-..namely when those in question are ..exotic young gentlecolts like yourself.' >Hey Anon, remember 'The Graduate'? >"Ms. Sunbutt are you trying to seduce me..?" >'Hmm?' >"N-nothing..allergies..cough.." >"Come. To my study, there I shall discern just when to do y-..what to do with you, I meant, heh." >You're drawing stares from all the ponies; maids, butlers, guards, chefs. >You wiggle your fingers at them and pretend to chase them shouting "THEY'RE COMING TO GET YOU, BARBARA!" >"*ahem* We've arrived. Please, join me.-..Away from prying eyes." >Yeah normally older women being this..weird, would be hot, but like any virginal little faggot..you're nervous. >"Uh..ok." >She lies down on a large quilt ornately patterned with variations of her cutie-mark >She pats a pillow next to her >"I assure you, I mean you absolutely no harm, young one." >'..So what now?' >Her regalia, crown and hoof slippers are quickly magic'd off >"Well, a time will come soon when you are introduced to the rest of the nation, my sister, protoge' & her friends, and in the future perhaps even foreign dignitaries and guests of honor." >'...Why do I have an uneasy feeling like this was all planned in advance.' >She rises and trots to the fireplace >"I used to be a career mare. Married-, literally, to the job. Raise the sun, sign this into law, lower the sun, sleep. And Repeat." >'*sigh*Well just to get this out of the way, my names Anon.' >"Yes I'm aware, Anonymous of Earth, I specifically chose you, as my mate. Though I must say, the age transgression was not my doing..but a pleasant touch just the same." >You're floored, did she not just see you in your smokey living room in your boxers yelling at your tv? >"- It's your genuine honesty and kindness, i-if you must know. >'I don't doubt you viewed candidates thoroughly more suitable than me though..and you still chose me?' >"You were the most dedicated 'Sunfag' from what I gathered..and you are not without your own special traits and quips, that upon after observing for so long, I'd fallen for." >'This is all a bit muc-..n-not that I'm not honored, but..I uh..I need a moment..please.' >"..I've got the time." She purrs >28yr old you is berating your pubescent train of thought and shouting 'QUIT BEING A PUSSY AND HILT ALL UP IN DAT ASS!' >you start patting yourself down for your handy dandy necessary sticks >they're floated in front of your face, held up by a glowing yellow aura >"Such a bad habit..it's going to spoil those good looks." >ADULT MODE ENGAGE >'Yeah thats cute, baby..give em' here. I don't know when I'll see another pack of Marlboro 100's here, so..hoof em' over.' >"Hoof them over', hmm, indeed I will..once you catch me." >With that shes off, bounding through the halls, and you're dumbstruck still standing in the doorway >'YEAH SURE, YOU KNOW, BECAUSE I KNOW MY WAY AROUND HERE LIKE NOTHING-, NO NO DON'T STOP FOR ME, HELL, CHASING CUTE HORSEWOMEN THROUGH CAVERNOUS MANSION SIZED CASTLES IS WHAT I DO FOR A LIVING.' >An echoing "He thinks I'm cute~" reaches your ears >"Welp'..I guess things could be worse." you say with a grin before taking off after her >Meanwhile in Princess Autismo's New Malibu Barbie Castle.. >"BUCKING TARTARUS!! What happened? I-, I had all the calibrations and coordinates down to a T, MY VERY OWN HUMAN RUT SLAVE SHOULD BE HERE!" >A very perturbed Twirite Sparkklu stamps her hooves in the center of a smoldering spot on her throne rooms floor >'Oh but m'lady, your human rut slave DID arrive, and with gusto I might ad-..OOh a cheeto in my neckbeard, yum!..' >Purple Spergles face actually magics into Tony Motherfucking Kornheiser and lets rip on ear splitting, earth shaking word:.. >'WWWWWWWWWWWWHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY????!!!!!!!' >"Sunnybunches, did you hear that?" >Unburying your face from her mane >'..Thought I told you I was'nt fond of that name.' >She places a gentle kiss upon your forehead >With half lidded eyes she says: >"...Whose the adult here?" ======================================================================================================================================= One of the mane 6 gives birth to a human they don't know what it is the ponies try to kill it but the mother love him to much to let that append.Bonus points if the reason they want to kill him is because of a ancient prophecy. >When the stars align and the hands of fate push their cards >A child will be born, nurtured from the womb of the Alicorn Princess. Fatherless. >An Equine it will not be, nor any creature of Equestria will call him their own >He is the Vanguard. Sent from the world where the Sun has no mistress and the Moon answers to no one. >a world where magic only exists in the minds of children and maniacs >A kingdom where Darkness and Light do battle >A region where War and Peace are ever shifting >a realm so full of hate, that Sombra himself would draw the line >a place who's chaos would take Discord by surprise >a province so devoid of love for outsiders, the entire Changeling race would dissolve in an instant >a land where Dragons and Griffons are nothing more than mere fairy tales >No amount of conventional magic can undo this creature. It can not be imprisoned by the elements of harmony >He can only be defeated by one thing >Should his Mothers horn pierce his heart, his life will end. >but heed these words >sway his heart to good and not a destroyer he will be, but a Guardian >the strongest soldier Equestria will ever know >If you do this. Not even all of Tartarus could threaten you with him at your side >If you fail, pray the mother has the strength to kill her own son >Luna warned her sister of the impending astral alignment weeks in advance >Just as the prophecy predicted >Everything was prepared for the birth >Equestrias finest doctors and nurses wee brought in for the Alicorn Princess's unnatural birth >Luna, Twilight and Cadence were the only ones allowed in the operating room >Twi was not permitted to tell the rest of the mane six about the prophecy >the medical teams were only told to prepare for a non standard birth and were sworn to secrecy under Royal decree >it was the most painful Celestia ever felt in her entire life and alicorns are extremely resistant to pain >she struggled with all her might to expel the otherworldly offspring >the others watched in silent support ad horror at her suffering >Luna kept close and reassured her >any other mare would feel excitement and happiness towards this event >she had read the prophecy >she only felt apprehension and unease at the arrival of a potential monster she was going to create >with a cascade of relief, the child was born >Celestia let out a long sigh >The doctor wrapped the newborn in cloth and handed him to Celestia >one of the nurses eyes widened in shock >no one screamed. They had been instructed to retain their composure >she looked at her "son" and she felt calmer, it was only a baby, a strange and odd creature >it cried like any other >it was no monster, a innocent little thing >hands and feet like a monkey >hairless and bald >it just wanted its mother >her maternal instincts kicked in >Celestia held him close to her and cooed in his ear >"I love you, you are here for a reason my wonderful son" Then her eyes went white and a vision came to her >Celestia felt her mind go elsewhere. >Far away >So far away >beyond her Sister's Moon and her own Sun >across the infinite plains of the universe and past the trillions of stars >she saw a world, not unlike her own, it had a moon like hers >words and phrases poured into her head >the voices whispered to her, both male and female "Human" "Mankind" "Homo Sapiens" "Earth" >Celestia was a goddess. She didn't feel like one now >what she saw astonished her >A sunrise with no one to guide it, neither for the moon >all by themselves, in perfect harmony >she watched as images of wonders rushed past her eyes >Buildings that pierced the heavens >mighty cities that dwarfed the largest equestrian settlement >machines buzzing about at fantastic speeds all tightly knit on a track together like blood flowing through a vein >she saw creatures, dressed in a abundance of clothing, hurrying about their business, running through more streets than there existed in Canterlot >The environment shifted >she saw magnificent spires >spewing fire and smoke at the ground to soar upwards >she witnessed great metal birds soaring through the air with a speed no pegasus could match >she saw some of these "Humans" dressed in protective suits place a flag in the middle of a grey dusty desert, the emblem was alien to her >she looked back and was shocked realised she was on the moon, they had punched through the sky itself to reach her >they possessed no magic from what she saw >no banished sister lay here on their moon as the memory of Nightmare Moon crossed her mind >the scene changed again >she felt a darkness surround her as she heard alarm sirens and what sounded like thousands of little thunder strikes in her ears >the rumblings and noises got louder >Celestia watched in terrified fascination as scene of carnage unfolded before her >Entire cities burning, buildings collapsing >endless legions of soldiers and war machines marching against each other >metal birds layed fire upon the ground >men shot sparks at each other and ended each other's lives in a split second >she watched as metal beasts lumbered through city streets and unleashed pure destruction in their wake, levelling entire towns and leaving only rubble >the view changed many times as time went on >the weapons and tools changed >she watched as flying machines were crashed into mighty towers >as spires flew through the sky as burned the ground below upon impact >Then she saw it >the most powerful weapon they had made >a blinding flash brighter than her sun >buildings vaporised and people erased into shadows in a split second >an ominous mushroom shaped cloud rose from the area >Celestia felt pure terror in her heart at all these sights after seeing wonders at first >she saw white light as she returned to consciousness, the worried concern of the others rousing her from her trance >her son was still in her hooves >she felt a moment of relief at this and being away from that nightmare >Luna spoke up "I used my powers to watch your vision, I saw it too dear Sister, you should rest and we will convene a meeting, are you ok?" She inquired >Twilight stared at the newborn with wide eyed fascination. But didn't dare touch him >2 hours later >Celestia had recovered quickly from the days events, being a Alicorn. The doctors cleared her and her son for release from the medical ward >Celestia sat calmly at the table while her son was tended by a nurse just a few feet away, she felt anxious to leave him, but she couldn't discuss this matter and hold him at the same time >She was joined by her sister Luna, Cadence and Twilight >"Apart from Luna, none of you are aware of what I saw when I experienced that vision, do not be alarmed at my initial shock, as I saw both good things and bad things." >"Nothing relating directly the child but more so his world. His people. Their...capabilities" Luna interjected "Yes, as we all know the prophecy seems daunting, it warns us of what will happen if this child is treated like a outsider or how great a threat he presents swayed to evil-" >At that moment a snapping sound was heard "sorry I'm late princess! hope I didn't miss the baby shower! >"Discord..." Tia sighed >"How did YOU learn of this so soon? No one told you!" Twilight asked "Oh please, word gets around" Discord replied sarcastically as his ears dropped off his head and sprouted legs and ran around the table before teleporting back to the Dracqonis's head "Woah! Look at you!, like a little hairless monkey! Coochy coochy coo!" Discord said playfully before materializing a banana and splattering it on his own face >Little Anon giggled at Discords antics and Celestia held back a smile at hearing his laughter >"Now if you don't mind Discord we have a meeting to finish before you interrupted us, thank you very much" "Alright alright. I'm going. I owe Fluttershy a game of tennis anyway..." He said before snapping away >"Right! now back to the issue at hand. My Son. Anonymous " "Ooh nice name" Cadence complimented >Celestia continued "prophecy considered, I don't think we will need to worry about anything for a good while, at least until he's out of infancy. >"The vision showed me many things however" >Celestia recounted what she had seen during the moments after Anon's birth in great detail >"...not only are his kind capable of great feats, they are also equally capable of great evil and all of it without magic." >"oh and Twilight? "Yes Princess? You're no longer sworn to secrecy over this. I think it will be good for him not to be hidden away. Like some secret monster. I know he's not going to be like that, so feel free to tell the others" >Celestia looked back at her son with a loving gaze "...I'll make sure of it" >And so Celestia looked after her child, she managed to find a suitable balance between work and caring for him along with a lot of help from her friends, she fed him her milk, she tucked him in at night. >She loved him. No matter how unexplained his arrival may have been. He was hers. >Twilight and her friends had taken a shine to him >Fluttershy fawned over how cute he was >Rarity insisted she make some custom made outfits for the baby which Celestia accepted with grace >Pinkies antics kept the child entertained and happy. Which Tia was grateful towards >Applejack and Rainbow Dash speculated on what it would look like fully grown >Twilight spent most days taking notes his behaviour and mannerisms to see how it was different from a regular foal >Some days she almost forgot about the prophecy >although she anticipated him with fear and dread, He brought her such joy. A blessing in disguise >soon enough days turned into to weeks >weeks turned into months >months into years >eventually it was time to send little Anon off to school >18 years later http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uXppvWbAPIc >Anon stepped over the dead body of a guard >She had quadrupled the guard for his return, she thought her plan would work? >Royal bitch thought wrong. >it taken him longer to get through her guards, that bitch >that wouldn't stop him >more came as he approached the inner sanctum of the palace >their spells bounced off him harmlessly >you think they would have learned >Anon placed his hands in front of him >redirecting their spells back at them >Anon laughed as they were dispatched by their own attacks >Anon took a look behind him and watched as the surroundings behind him burned, like matchsticks to a flame >he felt powerful >he caused all this >he was a god >they couldn't touch him >a bigger brute came galloping around the corner >"ah the elite guard, I'm sure she'd send you!" Anon mocked as the powerful armored equine charged him >Anon waited for him to gain distance and took no defensive stance >only when he was close enough Anon rushed forward and struck him with a single debilitating punch that catapulted his enemy through several walls >"Excellent. I needed a fucking shortcut" Anon chuckled to himself >Anon stepped through the mess of rubble and found her cowering on her throne >Anon was going to enjoy this >"How stupid do you think I am? You really thought I would take your side? That all your tricks and bullshit would win me over? Override my nature? Stupid bitch." >Anon pulled his sword out >as it hissed in the eerie silence of the throne room she cowered further and said nothing >"and now your rule is at an end, by my hand!" >He brought the blade to her throat >she uttered one last desperate plea "Spare me...please Anonymous!" >Anon simply smiled and said "My mother always said to me "Always finish what you start Anon" >SLICE >With that the tyranny of the Changeling Queen Chrysalis was brought to a bloody end >Anon left. Victorious and bloodied. The Prophecy fulfilled. ======================================================================================================================================= >YOU LITTLE FOAL, I AM PRINCESS FUCKING CELESTIA, I WILL RAIN DOWN AN UNHOLY FUCKING ONSLAUGHT ON YOUR PITIFUL LITTLE HOVEL YOU SNOTNOSED LITTLE FUCK, WHY I'LL- >"*sigh*..told you to just mute them, mom." >I..-BUT..Anonymous, he called me a dork! >you lightly boop her muzzle >"..Mom..how old are you?" >*sigh*..Old enough to know I should'nt act so juvenile. >you run a hand through her mane and kiss her forehead >"Thats right." >Y-you did'nt have to make light of my age, Anonymous.. >"B'awww...c'mere mom..you know no matter what, you'll always be as spry, youthful 20,000 in our eyes." ====================================================================================================================================== >"My baby has grown so much, it breaks my heart knowing you have to leave..." "I'll visit you whenever I can, promise." >Her eyes soften as she brings you in for a hug >"I know you will, I just can't wait for that day. I love you sweetie." "Love you too mom." >One of her hooves began to rub your back in tender circles >It slides down and gropes your rear as she jerked you into her "M-mom!" >"Oh sweetie, can you really blame me? Come here and give mommy a farewell 'kiss' >The last word reeks with sultry. >One day, Celestia's urge to see her son disturbed her well mellowed way of thinking >She tried jogging it off, but it only riled it up more >So much more, she prances in place when attempting to keep still >Her eyes constantly shift when ponies spoke to her >They question her attitude once she turns her back >"Guard! Wake my sister, and inform her of the new task she has been assigned immediately while I am away. I need to run a quick errand." >He salutes >Celestia took flight >There's an eager knock at the door, what gives? >It annoys you with its rapid pattern "Goddamn hold your horses!" >A laugh was picked up from the other side >The door opens and revealed Celestia happily swaying in place >So happy, she darted towards your face and gave a kiss >And not just a kiss; some creepy, sensual, passionate tongue play "Mmf! MOMF! STOPH!" >She lets go before speaking >"Are you not glad to see me?" "It has been only a day!" >"I just wanted to say hello." "Like that!?" >"What's wrong with the way I kiss?" >Everything >What's worse is that little 'greeting' of hers made your blood rush in excitement >Fucking A, she doesn't know how to talk to you without touching you ======================================================================================================================================= >Be Momlestia. >Your beautiful son was growing up, too fast almost. >You can remember when he was just 6 months old, and he latched onto your breasts every time his stomach made any noise at all. >Unfortunately and painfully that was a long time ago for a mortal’s life span. >But no matter you had a plan. >You couldn’t revert your beautiful son back, but you could help him ‘pass on his genes.’ >Your apprentice Twilight Sparkle was about Anon’s age to be exact, 17. a year older than him. >They were good friends having grown up together, but that wouldn’t do no no. >Good friends don’t make you grandchildren. >This needed to change, they would fall in love, go on honeymoon, and within the year you’d have beautiful young children to look after again. >They were going to fall in love, and you were going to cause it. A match made in heaven >After all, you knew what was best for your son, and for your faithful student, and what was best for them was eachother. >Tonight, Twilight was staying over at the castle, a regular diversion from her house. >You had planned out ahead every small detail for the two love birds. >Where they’d sleep, what they’d do what they’d eat, the whole nine yards. >If everything went smoothly they could fall in love tonight. >As the clock was nearing 10 o'clock you were finishing up, some wine here, some rose buds there. It was a shame you couldn’t share such a thing with a stallion but it was too painful to think of and you pushed that thought aside. >Y...Your majesty? Mistress Sparkle is here. >Smiling you walked a small detour around the castle until you were at the golden gates to the entrance. >Using magic, you swiftly swung open the doors, and saw a small light skinned, purple haired girl walk in >’Princess!’ >The telltale voice told you all you needed to know. It was Twilight. >The energetic girl ran over to you, and threw her arms around your body >’Hello my dear Twilight, it is lovely to see you.’ >As you said these words, you couldn’t help but imagine Twilight in a white gown preparing to walk down the aisle, but you pushed those thoughts away. >Come Twilight, Anonymous and I were about to feast, I am sure he will not mind your interruption. >Walking regal as ever, you traversed the great halls of the castle, and headed back to the great dining hall with your apprentice in tow. >You arrived, but the table was looking barron. >Instructing your apprentice to wait in the hall, you walked to the kitchen and singled the waiters to bring the food out onto the table. >With that out of the way, you needed to get one more thing done >Anonymous >He was most likely in his room, knowing your son. >You didn’t have time to walk as the food would get cold, so feeling quite lazy as you did it, you snapped your fingers. >’Poof’ >You arrived inside of Anonymous’ room to see him playing a game of magic chess, what a surprise. >’Anon, Twilight is downstairs’ >’Ugh what?’ >’Your Friend is downstairs.’ >’Tell her I’m not here.’ >’Anon, I raised you better than that.’ >’Yeah but I can’t tell her to leave can I?’ >’Why do you want her gone, Anon, do you like her?’ ======================================================================================================================================= "Honey, will you please put sunscreen on my back?" >Celestia hands you over the bottle. "Make sure to get every nook and cranny you see." >She lightly shakes her bottom, making the definition of every nook and cranny clear to you. "Ok, I guess." >If this goes down to what you're exactly thinking... >A handful of sunscreen squirts into the palm; you press it together with the other and began circling, whipping up a nice, cool cream. "I got this, no worry." >Hopefully. "What are you worried about? It's only sunscreen, don't keep mommy waiting." >Celestia is patiently expecting you, holding a calm gaze in her eye. "Yeah, ONLY applying, and nothing else." >Well, it looks like it will be more than that, her toes curl and play in the sand. >She definitely knows how uncomfortable she can make you, great. >You kneel next to her lay both hands on her. "Don't get distracted while rubbing mommy, or else you may slip," >Celestia flashes a sexy grin when your hands met her waist. "and fall on top of her." >Oh for fuck's sake, no. "There you go again, acting weird. I'm not doing it, rub yourself." >Celestia sports a devilosh smirk. "Honey, I haven't done that since my younger years." >What does she mean... Oh. >OOOH. >Is there a switch to turn her off? Why bother, it's like asking if the sun ever goes out. "Stop doing that." "Stop doing what? Is the heat getting to your head? You know what will end this quicker? If you sit above me, that way your hands may simultaneously work my body with no fuss, doubling the effort." "...You're kidding, right?" "Not even a little. Come, get on, don't let me burn, or you will be grounded." >With hesitation, you mount her long thighs as she laid still. "You may begin when ready." >Your hands slither around her waist, above her excessively large rear. >She fidgets a bit, and quitely moans. "I'm glad one of us is enjoying this..." >Her rear protrudes and digs under your groin, nestling in the shade of your shorts. "Mom!" >You spring up, with something else springing up. "Hm? You said only one of us is enjoying this, I'm enjoying this," >A little TOO much, and a part of you is uncontrollably enjoying it as well. "and I thought you could enjoy yourself as well, since you were seeing this as a chore." >She sees the excitement in your shorts, she smiles. "It looks like you are." "You shouldn't have." "No problem." "Not like that!" "I was only thinking of you..." "In that way!?" "You say it as if it were a bad thing." >Isn't it? Honestly, you really don't know any more. "Now then, come back here, you're not finish yet." "Do I have to?" "I do not want a sunburn." >Again, you regretfully mount her. >More of the cold lotion lathers her smooth skin. "Ah! That tickles!" >Her foot bends back and reached for you. >The heel of her foot grind in your bottom. "MOM!" "What? Don't stop now. When you finish with me, Go visit your aunt Luna, she asked for your assistance as well." >You turn your head and see Luna waving, laying with her hips curving questionably. >Your mom STILL can't speak to you with out touching you. ======================================================================================================================================= 'WHAT'S THAT ANONYMOUS!?' >But Mum... 'Oh don't worry sweetie I just want to know the mare's name, I'm sure she's nice.' >Mum? 'Come on, Sweetie tell me her name, so I can snap that whore in two, tell mommy dear, tell mommy which mare thinks she can steal you from me.' *Heavy Breathing* "After she's gone we can play games and snuggle, and maybe mommy can teach you what big boys do to naughty mommies." >'Mum, what are you...' 'Shh, sweetie, just let me do everything' >'Mum, please you're sca...' >Celestia slowly walks over to Anonymous and embraces him in her soft hooves 'Shhh, it's okay sweetie, I'm the only mare you need in your life, don't worry, I'll always be here for you, I'll make sure this whore can't hurt you.' 'Just rest your eyes, and everything will be okay soon' ======================================================================================================================================= >Day Pitching Tent >You wake up in a cold sweat, well quite a warm on actually >You’re flushed red, from head to toes, with a visible bulge in your pants, and out of breath >Released from the dream, you recap, about grouping Twilight >That dream was a little too close to your desires to be good. >Breathing slowly, you regulate your breath, and bring it down >But the blood flowing around your member won’t be such an easy daemon to slay. >Pushing the covers up, you try to move out, but something is keeping you down. >The door to your room opens, and Momlestia, as regal as ever walks in, singing what appears to be a gentle lullaby. >Shit, she’s going to catch you. >As quick as lightning you place your hands over your member, but she edges closer. >Your breathing increases again. ‘Oh, did my little Anon, sleep well?’ >Y...Yes mum. >Ohhh, I’m glad to hear it what would you like for...’ >Celestia’s eyes drift down to your hands, and it clicks in her mind. >Her soft and warm hands wrap around your wrist, and she effortlessly negates your strength pulling your hands away, to reveal your bulge. >The embarrassment is physically stabbing you. >She mets eyes with you, and her purple iris(es ) pierce your soul, but somehow give you a comfort of safty and warmth. ‘"Was my sweet baby having a naughty dream?"’ >’Mum...’ ‘Oh sweetie, it’s natural for boys your age don’t worry, let mummy take care of you. >Without warning, she slips her serpent like hand up the silk shirt you were wearing, and places her open palm above your heart. ‘Dear, your heart is beating a mile a minute, I can tell that you were having naughty dreams, Don’t worry Mummy will take care of that.’ >Using her other hand, use slips it into your silk pants, and won into your no-go area. >Her hand wraps itself around the base of your shaft, and you can feel her warmth seem in, which seem to let our moans seep out. 'Oh, does sweetie like what mummy is doing?' >Her hand starts to move up and donin the base of your shaft, as you can feel her, push you down on the bed under her weight. ‘Tsk tsk, always so controlling, just sit down and let mummy handle it. >Her pace builds, as more moans escape your mouth. >Her hand is constantly over your head, acting as a monitor, of how well she is helping your ‘problem.’’ ======================================================================================================================================= InCestia vs. TeaseAnon. Now there's a story I'd like to see. >You awaken at the feeling of something heavy on your mattress. >"Anon, sweetie, it's time for school." >In front of your eyes, hovering over your face is a massive pony butt, soft and shining in the morning sun. "Morning, mom." >You yawn and raise a hand to stroke big, careless circles on one of Celestia's enormous cheeks. >"Your Princess demands a good-morning kiss." >Celestia giggles as she waves her rump in your face. Her tail is lifted and tossed over the headboard, giving you a perfect close-up of her thick, black "pucker." >With a sigh, you lift your head and give her asshole a lick. >She hums softly as you circle the hot, wrinkled surface of her anus, and she gasps as you plunge your tongue into the tight ring of her hole. >"Ooo~oh, Anon! You're such a good boy. Finish mommy off quickly so we can have breakfast together." >Your tongue comes free with a wet pop, and you stroke the soft fuzz of her belly. "Is aunt Luna gonna join us this morning?" >"Luna? Hnn ... Why do you ask, sweetie?" "Well, she's been standing here watching us for a while now, so I just thought --" >Immediately, Celestia bolts from your bed in a panic. >"Luna! I -- th-that is, you see I was just ..." >Her face still blazing red, her eyes dart about, and she notices that the room is empty only moments before she hears the door slam shut, followed quickly by your footsteps and laughter as you run through the hallway. >"ANON!" ==================================================================================================================================== Screw the incest. Time for a a sappy one shot short! "Back vile villain of the Night! Back I say!" >Pompf! >"Resistance is futile Sun spawn. Your downy blades can not hope to best us when the moon is full!" >Pompf Pompf! "Though arst wrong! As long as the Sun promises to rise, it's Prince shall triumph!" >Poumpf! >"Oh but thou must sleep, Princeling! Your own mother hast demanded it!" "Though art a scoundrel and a liar!*Pompf* My mother would never betray me so! >" It is true! Dost thou knowest how I know? I am thou Aunt of Legend! "Oh hark, it can not be so! The great Princess Luna?" >"Haha! *pompf* The truth hath struck you better than we have! Haha! Now prepare for-" >"LUNA! ANONYMOUS!" >"Uh oh" >"Luna! Anon was supposed to be in bed hours ago! Why are you in his room making a mess?" >"Oh um, Sister, I was just...Tucking him in! Yes! Nice and snug! >"And the feathers and scattered pillows were for decoration, I suppose?" >"Yeah...'decoration'...Welp - Bye!" "Craven! Who doth run from the midst of a pillow fight!?" >Sigh* "Anon, sweety go to bed, your going to be exhausted in the morning if you-" "We have no words for you traitor! Sending another to do your dirty work. Dishonourable! In fact I-" >"Anon. Bed. NOW. "..." >"..." "....Yes, Mom." >"Good! Sweet dreams, okay? Love you~! *kiss* "Love you too, Mom. ====================================================================================================================================== >You are Celestia, Princess of Equestria, controller of the Sun, and most importantly a mother. >Your son, Anonymous, has been your little shadow since a little after supper ended and he has asked you the same question at least two dozen times now. >”Is it time yet?” He asked while literally jumping up and down with excitement. >You can’t help but smile and answer him the same as you had all evening. “Not yet my little prince.” >You lean down and nuzzle him. >He giggles and hugs you in response. >You start to walk towards your balcony at a slow pace, allowing him to match your stride. >Once on the balcony, he runs past you to the railing while you remain slightly behind him. >He stands on his toes to help him look over the edge. >He turns towards you. >”Is it time now mommy?” He asks almost pleading. >You close your eyes, smile, and nod. “Yes.” >He again turns to look over the railing just as your horn glows, guiding the sun to set over the horizon. >With that, you just officially started one of your son’s favorite festivals. “Happy Nightmare Night Anon.” “Alright my little stallion, let’s go find your Aunt Luna.” >“No need my dear sister.” Calls a voice from behind you. >”Aunt Luna!” He shouts. >He runs up to her and embraces her leg in a hug. >”Happy Nightmare Night my dear nephew. Are you ready?” She asks. >”Yeah! Lemme go get my costume!” He says before he runs out of the room. >As he leaves, the joy from your face is replaced with worry. >”What troubles you sister?” Luna asks taking notice of you. “I’m worried about him Luna. This will be his first Nightmare Night away from the castle.” >You remember back to when you introduced him to the castle staff after you had first found him, their reactions were mixed to say the least. >They all eventually warmed to him though after they got to know him, but it was that initial hesitation they all had that made you worried. >”Ponyville will be a good place for his first Nightmare Night with the citizens.” She tried to reassure you. >”It is a quiet and peaceful place, not to mention Princess Twilight will be there as well.” She added. >You are about to agree when Anon returns fully in costume. >”I’m ready!” He declares. >He is dressed as a ghost pony. Which is just a small wagon attached to his belt and a sheet covering his whole body. >Given his size he could easily pass for one of your normal pony citizens, unless he talked that is. “Who is this ghost, and what is he doing in my Castle?” >He giggles from behind the sheet before lifting it up to reveal his face. >”Mommy, it’s me.” He says laughing. “So it is my little one.” >You bend down and kiss his forehead. “Now you be a good boy for Aunt Luna and Twilight Sparkle, alright?” >”Okay.” He replied. “And if you need me, you just need to call and I will be there.” >He nodded to show he understood. >”Worry not sister, I shall watch over him as if he were my own foal.” She said reassuringly. >You force a smile at her statement. >”Come nephew, a night of fun awaits!” She says as she walks with him out of the room. >You wait till they are out of the room and earshot. “But he isn’t your foal… he’s mine.” ======================================================================================================================================= "Mom can I ask you something?" >"Of course, Anon. You know you can always ask me anything!" "Why do wear a crown?" >"The crown is a symbol of my royal authority to rule over the ponies of Equestria, dear." "Okay..." "Why do you have authority to rule over ponies?" >"Well, as the Alicorns who can raise the sun and moon and banished Discord long ago, the ponies asked your aunt and I to lead them. "Ohhhh! Okay!" "But...If your the leader of the ponies and older than aunt Luna why are you a Princess and not the Queen?" >"It's really just a title, sweetie. It makes no real difference. Queen is a much more harsh sounding word anyway, don't you think? "The griffons have a Queen! She was really nice when she came over to visit us last month! All her big mean looking guards listened to everything she said! So she must have a lot of power like you! Right?" >"Well actually the Queen of griffons doesn't hold much power over the realm itself. She's mostly prized for her ability to run the King's household and produce heirs." "OH! Okay that makes more sense then! You and aunt Luna do way more than just that!" >"I'm glad I could help you understand, honey." "..." "Mom?" >*Sigh* YES, dear?" "How do you MAKE an heir?" >"Oh~! Uhm...That's really enough questions for today, love! I think aunt Luna could use your help with some things around the castle, don't you?!" "But you said I could-!" >"Come on! Off you go! Mother is very busy, you know! Come, out the door! Come on! "But what about-!?" >"See you at dinner tonight, okay?! I love you, Sunshine! Bye-Bye!" >SLAM! "..." "Oh, well..." "Hmm...Maybe aunt Luna can show me how to make an heir?" ====================================================================================================================================== "What are you staring at honey?" "Uh, you." "Really? What is so interesting about me?" >Celestia swaggers slowy towards you with arms innocently crossed behind, her chest busts slighty forward. >A sweatshirt, a pair of high knee socks, and one of her most naughty lingerie buckled tightly over her private, they're the only dressage covering her body. >Really, it didn't do much. >Go naked if you want, just not in front or around you. >The shirt was long enough to cover most of her bottom, but it didn't help reduce her breast size. >In fact, it COMPLIMENTED her puppies under the soft cotton. >Was that suppose to happen? "Why are you dressed like that in my room?" "It's the only clean clothing I am able to wear." "I don't believe you, otherwise you would have a good reason to come in here with me in...this new 'style.' >Celestia looms over your shoulder and laced her wrists around your neck, crossed together. "Actually, I do." >Oh? This has to be a good one. >The delicate tie was broken with a quick shake. "Yeah?" "Yeah. I came here to do your laundry." "I can do my own laundry." "Not when you are busy. What I'm seeing right now is a boy practically kissing his book." "Beats kissing you." >Ouch. >Calm down nigga, those little moments of hers are in the past. "Anon, don't lie, you enjoyed it as much as I did, your flushed face was enough to give it away." >Ignore her. >Once again her wrists crossed around your neck, and her breasts pressed to the back of the head. "Are you done yet? Because I don't need any distractions right now." >No answer, but she does begin to sway, making you follow the pattern. "What are you reading?" "Something" >Celestia leans in closer, face squishing against yours. "What exactly is this something?" "Science." "Science? Like," >Her lips dances over the surface of your cheek, the hot, moist breath tickles the skin. "the science on how the male and female reproductive organs function?" >Look, she's doing it again! >What a surprise. "I have a dirty shirt on my desk, you can start there." >Celestia eyes the stained shirt and moves to it. >Her hand plays with your ear for a moment before letting go. >You think it's an addiction of hers? >She steps in front of you and moves one leg over your knees. "I'm glad I started today, this indeed is very dirty." >That isn't the only dirty thing. >She bends over, presenting her rear inches a mere inches away. "Mom." "Huh?" >She sits down, on your lap as a new warm body made itself comfortable on top. "Mom!" >Her invasive touching shot you back with chair and mom still on. "Ah!" >She squeaked when you slammed on the floor. >Celestia's rear circles around your groin, putting effort in raising your temperature. "What are you doing!?" "Anon, you could have just asked if you wanted me on top." "Get off!" >And she does, by sitting up and scooching, giving the last long grind she can give. >She sure knows how to squeeze out as much as she can. "What was that all about!?" "You brought me down with you, and I figured that was a gesture for us to engage." Engage in what? You startled me, it was an accident!" "Anon, we both knew how tense you were in that book, I thought I could be the one to relieve the stress." "I wasn't stressed until you came in." "That was desire, not tension. It's okay if you confused the two when I'm around." "Desire? By acting like THAT?" "Do you have a better method to help you release the tension?" >Even if you did choose a different option, if it involves her, she'll find a way to make this weird. >Because mom still doesn't know how to speak to you without touching you. ====================================================================================================================================== "Come on, you can do it~!" >Celestia had been fixated on this strange alien child for three months now. >She had found it on the edge of the Whitetail Woods on one of her nightly patrols, and she had so far determined three things. >One: "It" was actually a "he". >Two: He appeared to be at least semi-intelligent, judging from the way he recognized Celestia's voice. >Three: He wasn't like anything else on this entire planet. >Both literally and metaphorically. >It was just strange. By three months, pony foals were walking and were beginning to get teeth. >This baby...was doing none of those things. If Celestia were honest, she was fearful for the child's mental state. "Come on little Anon, I know you can!" The matriarch cooed with a bright smile. >She had *sworn* she had heard it last night, right before bed. >The baby looked at her for a brief moment before looking at the rattle in her magic grip. >"M-Mama!" >There was silence for a moment, the baby reaching for the rattle. >Celestia lost it. "Yes! Yes! One more time!" >Tears trickled from her eyes, the first time in almost a thousand years. >Those tears quickly turned into outright foalish blubbering as the baby repeated himself, complete with sniffling and a runny nose. "One more time, sweetie!" >The baby repeated himself in a happy chirp, and the alicorn wrapped him into a tight, comfortable feathery wing-hug. "Yes...Mama, sweetheart. Mama's here!" >The matriarch showered the pudgy little thing in affection, calling a steward for a reward. >Despite not having teeth, she saw no issue in...spoiling him a little. >Chocolate milk, only a little. >She *did* know how to take care of a foal, and had done it on several occasions. >Said foals had gone on to be great ponies, regardless of her little spoiling bits here and there. >Celestia was just happy she wasn't alone anymore. ===================================================================================================================================== >A wooden spoon gently stirs as chunks of raw dough tear into stubborn shreds clipping to the handle's dip. >That's irritating. >The calm evening hangs proudly in the sky with a faint trail of sunset as its lazy light skims across and enters through the window. "Out of chocolate chips, we need to get some more." >The bag was emptied inside the bowl as you spoke with yourself. >There was way more of them the last time you remembered. "Mom..." >Knowing Celestia, her sweettooth was at it again. >It makes perfect sense. >Imagine her disgusting mouth snarling chips from left to right as chocolate mixes with her saliva, morphing into a sweet goop sticking to the surface of her teeth and the roof of her mouth, just like peanut butter. "Hello Anon, how are you this evening?" "Fine." >Speaking of her, here she comes! >And with a spot of chocolate advertising the feral snacking. >"Look at me, Look at me! I did it!" >Oblivious to the stain, she enters and slides next to you. "What brings you here sweetie?" "Making cookies." "What kind?" >Curiosity brings Celestia's face over your shoulder as she watches the dough. >She needs to step back with that heavy breathing of hers, shit's distracting and weird. "Chocolate." "I love chocolate! It's one of my favorites." "Really? I would have never guessed, mom." "Do you need my assistance?" "Nah, I'm good. Would you like some after I'm finished though?" "I would love some, thank you sweetie." >She kisses you, and you jump away. >Uh-uh, you're on to her... "What's the matter?" "I don't need you kissing me, especially while I'm baking." "I'm not allowed to show my baby some love?" "No." "I rarely get to show my affection." "Oh, believe me, you show it WAY more than you think." >She's not going listen. >Tell her to cut back on the sugar while you're at it. "Aw, don't act like that with me, I love it when my little man feeds his mama after she had a long day." "Techincally this was for me, but you showed up and it would be rude of me to not offer you some." "I raised you well then." >Tiny kisses dance across your cheek. "Stop it." "What? I'm hungry and happy that I have raised such a sweet boy." "You'll have to wait." "Why wait when I can have you now~" >Celestia's weight greatly shifts towards you, pushing you away from your task as her head and neck follows. >Her lips searched for yours and locked soon as they have a nice firm hold. >Congratulations! You definitely did not see this coming. "Momph STOPH!" >You shove her away, she licks around her mouth. "Why do you always kiss me like that!?" "It's a more intimate way of saying I love you." >What the fuck? "You can't love me like that!" "Explain to me why I can not." "Uh, for starters I'm your son." "And I'm your mother. See? It makes perfect sense and it's a pure, natural form of love." >...Where the fuck is she learning this from? "Well it feels very unatural to me." "And I'm guessing me being naked is 'unatural' for you to see, hm? Why have you not complained about that?" "That's because you're-" >She swivels and lifts her tail, presenting the ultimate form of existance. "What the fuck mom!? Turn around!" "Take a good look Anon, because that is where you came from! You will be seeing it much more later in your lifetime." >She shakes her big soft bottom to burn the image into your thick ass skull. "Okay I get it!" >Celestia rears as you step back. "Why do you hate me so much?" "I don't!" "Then why do you deny my affection!?" >Your hand slams on top of the counter, launching the bowl as it flips over and coats you in sweet brown. >Look at you nigga, you really are the dough boy. >She giggles once she sees you covered in raw cookie dough. >No, fuck this. >This could have been avoided if mom could speak to you without- "Sweetie? I'm terribly sorry for letting that happen to you, I got fed up with you being so hostile around me." >It ain't leaving now. >You're in no fucking mood to speak to her right now. "Please baby, come here. Let me clean you up." >You're not budging. "Come here." >Her speech softens. >Celestia unfurls a wing and curls it around you. >It tugs you close to her as she tried to tame the anger with muzzle nuzzles. "I'm sorry. Come back with me to my room, I have a spare batch of cookies I received earlier from one of the kitchen staff." >Nah, she killed your appetite. "We will eat them along with a glass of milk." "We're out of milk." "Then I'll find an alternative to quench your tummy. Come, mommy will make you feel better." >What's the point? >Cookies most likely stale as rocks. >No milk. >Water sucks with them, and juice is shit. >To top it off: She can't speak to you, without touching you. "Let's go baby, we will have a nice night together." >She nudges you to get you on her back. >F to the letter A. ==================================================================================================================================== requesting a story where Luna is in heat and the only accessible male in the castle is her dear nephew, anon >Be ten year old Prince Anon. >You were in your room, it was big bold, and painted a light blue. >Your mum chose that for you, like she had to choose everything else. >It didn’t bother you, so long as she was happy you were happy. >You were lying on the bed, a king sized one, with the visible outline of your mother still on it, and her heat still seeping into your body from under the covers. >Once a week give or take, she’s sneak into your room and into your bed, where she’d wrap her hooves around you. >You knew why this was, it was the same reason she always treated you like a foal, she couldn't let go, she’d most likely never too, as song as you drew breath, she’d find ways to baby you. >You always found that when she was in one of her raids, you overslept in her hooves. >No matter, right now you were playing games, they had consoles in Equestria. >The controller was in your hand, and you were pretty comfortable. ‘THEY PLAYED US LIKE A DAMN FIDDLE!’ ‘KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK’ >Someone at the door? >You knew who it was, >Cadence, the stupid mare. here to do her morning ritual of ‘GOOD MORNING ANON!’ >As much as you’d like to, you couldn’t leave the door. >Leaving the comfort of your bed, you walked over to the door, your white pajamas keeping you warm. >Placing your hand on the handle, you turned and opened swiftly ‘Cadence, don’t you dare say g...’ >It wasn’t her. >It was Luna >’Good morning, Anon.’ >It’s like anotha heloah! >She looked different though, you did know your beloved auntie. >Her pupils were tiny, and there was a weird smell in the air. ‘Oh, sorry Auntie, I thought you were Cousin.’ >’Do not fret dear one, we understand’ >You swear she was licking her lips while staring at you crotch? What was so interesting about there? >She pushed into your room, eyeing your bed and jumping on it, taking your controller. >Although she may look different she still was the same aunt you had. >You walked back over to join her on the bed >’Quite fetching night attire’ >That made you blush, as what you were wearing. >Your mum had got you them for Heart’s Warming, and you did like them. >They were soft and really warm, with your mum’s cutie mark on the breast pocket. >That was another quirk of your mother, she had to let ponies know you were her’s‘ >Ignoring Auntie Luna’s comment, you made your way to the bed, and layed on your belly next to her wing. >She was pretty good with games, and you knew this all to well, she had got you ever game and console you ever had, after all. >But something was different about her. >She couldn’t keep her wings still, and they were all over you. >Every thirty seconds she seemed to sharply breath in. >Her legs also couldn't sit still, and behind them was a wet slapping noise. ‘Auntie, are you okay?’ >‘We are fine, thank you. But why did though ask’ ’You seem just a little off.’ >Luna stops, you had annoyed her or as it seemed. >She faced you, and her eyes look like pins. >A swift blue aura was placed around your wrists and ankles pushing you down? ‘Luna!? Luna, what are you doing’ >Fear, you were feeling it now, what was happening >’Oh dear nephew, so innocent, we like that.’ >Her magic began to pull your cotton pants down, you tried your best to move your hand to pull them back up? >You were about to Cry, why was she doing this? You trusted her. >Your pants were pulled off, and she let you go, releasing the magical bonds. >She caught a glimpse of your white boxers, and saw her sister’s cutie mark again lineing your clothing. This time near your reproductive organs >Like a rat, you scurried to pick them up, but using her magic, she pulled you back, placing you in front of her. >Sniffing, you let go, crying, your sobbing saddened her. >Auntie Luna, moves forward and wrapped her hooves around you, your face being put on her shoulder, wetting her fur. >‘Shh, dear nephew, we are sorry for the intrusion, but we couldn't help ourself’ >She was lying, you knew it, mare just don’t lose control like that, your tears released your thoughts to her. >‘I know though don’t believe us, but please, it was not something we would just do. We are sick, and need your help.’ >What!? Sick? What sort of disease makes a pony you trust do that? >You were still on her shoulder, although the crying had stopped she still had her hooves moving up and down on your back. >Using her soft hooves, sh grabbed your shoulders, and moves you slightly back, so your eyes met. >It was piercing you to look at her, she still seemed different, but you knew your auntie better than anyone. >’Anon, we are truly sorry, and we hope that you forgive us, but we need to ask for help, will you help your us? ‘I’m not a doctor, I can’t help you.’ >You felt pride at beating her in that. >Your tears had stopped, a few sniffled but that was to be expected. >'We don't need a doctor, we need a friend?' 'A friend?' >It made her seem like she was lonely, that sent a prang of guilt straight to your chest. 'Yes, a friend, we need a close friend for a... Delicate task.' >'What do you mean?' >Now she was being confusing, you never really hear her talk like this, normally Auntie Luna was painfully honest and straight to the point. >Where as Blueblood and Armour would dance around sensitive questions, Luna would tell you straight up, normally with spouts of tea from Cousin Cadence. >'We need a stallion, for we are in estrus' 'What's estrus?' >Luna looked at you bemused? >'What does thou mean, what is estrus? How can you not know of it?' >You felt a little bad and left out here, what was she taling about? >'It's when a mare...' >Luna stopped, and put both of her hooves over her muzzle. 'Auntie?' >'We can't tell thou, if Celestia were to find out we had told you of such things, we would be spending more then a mere millenia on the lunar body.' >'Why? What is estrus? Why can't you tell me? Should I ask mom?' >That seem to hit a nerve, Auntie Luna weant wide eyed, and seemed on the verge of a heartattack. >'Huh, N..No, no dear one, don't ask out sister, just forget we said anything.' >What was so wrong with that word? Was it that secret diet Celestia was on that you shouln't but do know about? 'Are you going to tell me what Estrus is?' >Luna's hoof reached her face, she had opened a can of worms here. >Your young curious mind wouln't rest till you knew, and if you asked Celestia, she's have Luna's head on a plate. >Deep breath in 'Listen well, dear, for I am only going to say this once' >'Do you know where foals come from?' 'No.' >It was cute how innocent you were, still just a child. >It made Luna feel guilty about what as going to happen. >'When a noble stallion, and a lucky mare come as one, they shall bond and make a foal.' 'Do you cook foals?' >It was a little disturbing, but Luna was in a minefield here. >She couln't tell you about sex, as with your ind, she'd never hear the end of the questions till you were twenty. >But she really wanted you to rut her, the hear in her lowers was unbearable, and there was no other male she trusted. >A rock and a hard place. >'Dearest nephew, please remove thy boxers from the loins?' >You put your arms around your boxers, as a sort of shield against Auntie Luna's eyes. 'W..Why?' >'It's to help us, we told you we don't need a doctor.' >Still feeling a little scared. >'Please, we won't hurt thou.' >Your face was red as a tomato, why was this happening. >Sliding your thumbs into the fabric, you lowered your boxers, slipping them off your legs. >Luna watched, salivating at your genitalia, they were fine even if they were a little apeish. >With the boxers removed, you sit there on the bed, feeling a little chilly. ===================================================================================================================================== PRINCESS CELESTIA'S TEST FOR POTENTIAL MAREFRIENDS OF PRINCE ANONYMOUS (Compiled by Princess Celestia, to be given to all those seeking to date her son) (1) Tick the correct response to the following situations. i. Prince Anonymous has taken you out on a date which, due to circumstances beyond his control, has turned out to be a disaster, what should you do? (A) Tell him you wish things had gone better [ ] (B) Joke about it as if it's no big deal [ ] (C) Offer him a hoofjob in a back alley behind some dumpsters [ ] (D) Give him a brief peck on the cheek and remind him he needs to be home by eleven o'clock. [ ] ii. Prince Anonymous and you are at a restaurant, what should you order? (A) Whatever you want! He is a prince after all [ ] (B) Something cheap and healthy in addition to reminding Anonymous that the sandwiches his mother made are still waiting for him at home [ ] (C) Something with meat to make Anonymous feel more at ease with his own diet. [ ] (D) Nothing because you're actually a changeling [ ] iii. You are staying at the palace and are sharing a bed with Anonymous. During the night the prince pressures you for sex even though you're not in the mood, how do you respond? (A) Tell him "NO" in a firm tone of voice [ ] (B) Let him have his way with you because it's your duty to serve him and you have loose morals [ ] (C) Remind him that he's too young to be having those kind of relations [ ] (D) Give him oral sex because your friends told you it didn't really count anyway [ ] Please turn to page 2 (2) Complete the following statement I think I should be allowed to date prince Anonymous because... : : : : (3) Anonymous has fallen and scraped his knee, what do you do? (A) Immediately call for a guard to get a stretcher to carry him to the palace infirmary so he can receive potentially life saving medical attention. [ ] (B) Kiss his boo-boo better then buy him an ice cream for being brave [ ] (C) Ignore his horrible wound because you think just because he's 22 he doesn't need help [ ] (D) Point and laugh [ ] (4) During estrus you usually... (A) Rut any male that will have you because you're a whore [ ] (B) Spend some quality time with your special somepony [ ] (C) Lock yourself in your bedroom and pleasure yourself until you pass out from dehydration [ ] (D) You don't go into heat because you're actually a colt or a changeling [ ] (5) If your application is successful, which of the following are you most likely to say during intimacy? (A) Is it in yet? [ ] (B) Oh by the stars, harder! [ ] (C) That was amazing.... you should probably get yourself tested [ ] (D) Hello child support to fund my drug habit [ ] (E) Incoherent moans of pleasure [ ] (F) Remember to have fun and use protection! [ ] (G) We should wait until marriage [ ] ====================================================================================================================================== >"Gone..a-all my love was'nt enough to keep him next to my side..why Philomena?, w-why?" >Y-your highness..Prince Anon merely left for work. He's coming back. >"DON'T you try and cheer me up, guard! I know I've failed as a mother..my dear sweet baby..n-no longer my own..NO." >"NO!" Mom shouted as she stomped a hoof resulting in a thundering clap that echoed through the throne room >"I..I'll just stop this 'work' from coming! NO MORE WILL ANON GO TO THIS 'WORK' AND BANG ON WAMTINGLERS, AND FLOOMBINGLERS, AND ALL THE NOISE, NOISE, NOIS-!" >'Hey mom, *kissu*, just came back for my lunch, love you, I'll see you after work.' >Anon grabs a sack lunch with a smiley sun on it >The guard does his best to avert his eyes from the frazzle maned teary eyed SunPrincess >"..I have an Electra Complex, ok?" Mom loves us. How much do you love her, Anons? ======================================================================================================================================= "Do our butts look big honey?" "Be honest nephew. You may touch them if you must" >Oh for fucks sa-...don't you two have a legion of guards and yes ponies for this stuff? >"Sweetie, we're asking you because we know and value your honesty." >'Verily Nephew, please, do give both of our derrieres a thorough once over and worry not about being gentle.' >N-no boner don't pls >"Works. Every. Time, Sister." >'Mmm..soon his dexterous hands shall be lavishing their affections upon our superior backsides.' >"His shyness only makes this all the more lewd..my sweet innocent boy. Unf.." ========================================================================================================================= >Anon has been eating/drinking junkfood, Monster Doritos cake, etc. >Momlestia notices and thinks it ibad for her baby. >Offers to feed Anon with her milk, saying that it will fix him right up >Anon says no. >Momlestia says that she's stopping his food until she breastfeeds from her. >She goes to her room, and puts on a magical bra that is used on fussy children. >It is skin tight, so you can clearly see her nipples, it makes the breasts of the user harder to resist, and enlarges them. >She wears nothing but this and silk panties around you for days. >Magic starts to mess with your mind and you have intrusive thoughts. 'Wouldn't it be nice to be safe in mommy's lap chained to her soft pink nipple. Having it in your mouth while it fills you with her sweet milk?' 'Don't you want to feel your tummy weighed down with a warm and heavy dose of milk while mommy cradles you? ======================================================================================================================== >"Which one of you spilled chocolate milk over my darling baby's finger painting that he made especially for his mummy‽ I swear when I find out who's responsible I'll incinerate them!" >little anon creates a new emblem for the Royal Guard with his mad 4 year old finger painting skills >Celestia forces them to adopt it and all of their standards and flags are immediately replaced with it ========================================================================================================================== >How long have you been trapped in this damn desert now? You can't honestly remember. >One minute you're happily rutting your way through an entire Saddle Arabian harem, exploring the debauched limits of pleasure your divine and immortal body can endure and the next you're up to your ass in sand. >It's a hard life being a demi-god. >You'd call down a rainstorm to quench your thirst but the hangover you're experiencing seems to have temporarily blocked your ability to use magic. >Why did your mother have to make the sun so damn bright? >You'd give a mountain of gold for a pair of sunglasses right now. >"Well if it isn't the saviour of pony kind." >Startled you spin around only to be met with the emptiness of the vast sands stretching away from you in all directions. "S-Satan, is that you?" >The voice chuckles, the grating sound far from pleasant as it echoes around inside your throbbing skull. >"I suppose that's a fair analogy." >You let out a quiet sign of relief as for a minute there you thought it could have been somebody really bad. "What do you want?" >"Do not concern yourself with that," replied the voice, "ask instead what I can do for you." >Your mother did tell you never to trust disembodied voices, but then she also told you you'd grow up to be the personification of purity and self sacrifice and we all know how that turned out. "Oh, and what can you do for me then?" >"I have seen your depraved deeds and your degenerate lusts, know that they please me greatly. I ask only that you bow to me. Do this and I shall grant you all the kingdoms of the world for your own." >Holy shit, that's a bargain! "Deal!" >"Your mother preaches the importance of... Wait, what?" "I said deal, it's a good offer." >"Oh... uh, good." "Something wrong?" >"No, I just didn't expect it to be this easy." "So should I bow now or after I get to civilization?" Anon is a shit Savior. >"Anon, are you sure the only route to salvation lies through you?" "Yes, for the final time!" >"But this just seems so... sinful." "Look it really is simple. If you want to get into pony Heaven you have to accept my holy spirit." >"But isn't there another way to-" "No this is the only way, now get sucking or I'll tell my mother you're a heretic who's cruising for a one way ticket to Tartarus." >Closing her eyes the young mare opens her mouth wide and hesitantly leans forwards, accepting you as her personal lord and saviour. "Oh yeah, that it... get all that spirit, and remember that the truly devout swallow to earn a special place by my mothers side in the afterlife. >It's good to be a god. =============================================================================================================================== >"Hey sweetcheeks, bring you & dat ova' here to mama carlestia, eh?" >Jesus chr-..mom, seriously? >"HEY FRYMAN, CUP! IF THIS CASTLES A' ROCKIN!, HEHEH!" >"Ey uh, Anon, you made me some grandkids yet?" >"You should be out der' doin' it with some skanky hoes." >"Bam! Bam! Bam! Know what I mean?" >"Yeah you do!" >"Well I'll catch you later, remember to stay out my pool." >"Hey, there, son. Whatcha... whatcha doing there, son?" >"Oh yeah, playing with that new dog that I bought." >"Yeah, I payed for that... with money." >"And you're doing in the pool too! My, what a big boy." >"You do know he's peeing in my pool, right?" >"We-hehell he's doing it! Yeah, right there... in my pool." >"Oh no! Stay! I insist. Stay... while I get my gun YOU FUCKING BRAT! I'M PUTIN' THIS DOG DOWN, YA HEA'?" =================================================================================================================================== Why do I want to put my dick inside Evil Celestia and have her taunt me throughout the actual sex? >"You call that rutting me? Hah! Act like a man and fuck me like you mean it!" >"I'm not some delicate flower, Anonymous, pull my tail harder!" >"Your father wasn't afraid of choking me." >"How does it feel knowing I'm the only one good enough for you, my darling prince?" >"Better than my sister, no?" >"How do you ever expect to please a mare if you can't even bring yourself to strike her in the heat of the moment?" >"You must learn to pin your partner down to ensure the greatest chance of conception. I don't want to miss out on having grandchildren because your mate struggled to much." >"Where do you think you're going? Even I like to cuddle afterwards." =========================================================================================================================== >"Hey, Anon, are you hardcore enough to rock with your aunty and I?" >"Neigh sister, he is just like the other boring conformist.s" >"He hasn't learned the true brutality and meaningless of life yet." "Wow... I'm thirteen and even I think you two are a pair of edgy faggots." >"Fine then, stay in your deluded world of happy little clouds and rainbows." >"Indeed sister, perhaps one day he will realise life is but pain and suffering." "I hope you two snap out of this dumb phase sooner or later and realise how stupid you both sound. Seriously, you both look like you've stumbled out of an S&M dungeon. Anyway I was just coming to tell you that Twilight says she's run off her hooves filling in for the two of you and if you don't get back to doing your job she'll probably snap and kill herself." >"Death is inevitable, better to meet it sooner." "Whatever you say Chuckles. Now if you'll excuse me I have to go fuck my marefriend right in the pussy." "Wait, mom? What kind of guitar are you playing?" >"I call it; The Crimson Butterfly!" "Hand that over to me." >"Think you can rock out withe the big girls, huh? Alright, let's see what you got." "Hmm... It's only got five strings, and it's still a guitar, that's retarded." >"It's non-conformist." "The edges on this guitar are literally sharp, and I guess that hurts when playing." >"Yeah, well, magi-" "It's hollow, and that serves no acoustic value, which is one of the most stupid things you can do to a guitar." >"Quality comes in ma-" "The hell? Why in God's name did you put this metal shit on the seventeenth fret? And not to mention the horrid shape on the nut, that's just too hard to thing someone actually made this." >"It's called 'art', Anony-" "And would you look at this head! It's like you want tension on the strings!" >"A-anon, it's just a-" "The neck is too short, the body is too wide, the bridge is too wide, and the holes in it male me want to puke. This is probably the worst piece of... Plastic?! You hand me a plastic guitar? Take your edgy piece of shit, and go back home. 'Non-conformist band' my ass..." >"...I-I only wanted you to think I was cool and not just some boring old nag." Well done, you made your mother cry. I hope you're proud of yourself. ============================================================================================================================== >"Hello darling, I'm just checking up to make sure you're playing nicely with your cousin C- Oh by the stars! Anon, what are you doing to Cadence‽ Get your no-no part out of her mouth and go to your room this instant! And you! This is the last playdate you'll ever have with my son!" And that's the last time Anon ever saw his cousin Cadence. >"Anon? Sweetie, may I come in? Look I'm sorry I yelled at you and Cadence but I- By the moon, what are you doing to that maid‽ Get your no-no part out of her mouth this instant! And you! This is the last time you find employment in this city!" And that's the last time Anonymous ever received an "extra-special goodnight kiss" from one of the maids. >"Luna? Sister are you awake? I need to speak to you about Anonymous, I think he's developing a rather serious interest- Oh for the love of the sun! Anonymous, get your god damned dick out of my sister's mouth this instant!" And that's the last time Anon ever played moon explorer with his aunty. ====================================================================================================================================== >you will never play vidya with momlestia sprawled out across your lap >her constant shifting and bedroom eyes will never cause anon jr to stir >she will never notice and use this to her advantage >you will never ruin a good pair of pants this way >you will never take to playing vidya in the nude when moms around >you will never realize too late this is what she wanted all along ============================================================================================================ Only /fit/fags will understand >tfw mama celestia will never coyly tickle your bum hole while you're at the bottom of a heavy squat and say, "gotcha, sweetie!" >tfw she will never buy you all of equestria's finest cutting and bulking necessities >tfw she will never spot you on squats while she wears nothing but a bra and pajama pants >tfw she will never root for you at your first powerlifting meet >tfw she will never support you on your journey to become a sickkunt >tfw she will never call you "my big guy" ============================================================================================================= "Mom, aunt Luna, what the fuck?!" >"Just putting on a show for our favorite boy." "This is wrong on so many levels." >"Dear, we've raised you since you could barely walk. We know what you like, what makes you tick." >She places a hoof upon Luna's backside and begins to knead it, each circular motion finding itself closer and closer to the pink slit between her legs "Th-That's- I'm not into-" >"From the way this is getting a reaction out of you, I'd say we're right on the money." >You look down and confirm the growing tent in your pants >Damn you boner! DAMN YOU! ============================================================================================================================ >..because everytime I start to play YOU JUST HAAAPEN ON BY MY ROOM AND LAY ACROSS MY LAP, MOM >"..I..I haven't the slightest notion what you're implying, sweetie..~" >You know damn well what you're doing.. >"Ooh, does mama need to deal with that temper, mister?" >..Yeah..yeah mom..maybe you do >"Y-yeah..?" >Oh yeah. >Celestia willingly lets you work out frustrations with her >regular basis of getting upset at a game, work, etc. >loving Sun Mother always ready to get her boy in a much happier mood >"Blow-what? Do I just..blow onto it? You sure this is right? Oh~! You've grown up so much.." >having to explain to her other human sexual interactions and positions >she plays along with small roleplays and the like >random days during a rather strong heat, she remembers just was you like, sauntering in and doing exactly that without a word ================================================================================================================================= >"Come on, Anon! I know you can do it!" >You are Princess Celestia, diarch of Equestria >And mother to Anon, the oddest thing you have ever seen >He was a small ape-like creature that, until now had always been crawling. >But now, it seems as though he was growing up, and with that, walking. >Well, stumbling for now. But you could see the determination your little man had in him. >He was pushing himself of the ground, trying to balance on his chubby little legs. >You were on the ground a meter in front of him, giving him little snips of encouragement >"Come on! Just a little balancing, and you can walk to mommy! Just a little more!" >Using your magic to stabilize his torso, he finally took a step forward. >"Yes! Yes! You can do it!" >Your magic wasn't even pushing him forward. He was doing it all by himself! >Well, not the balancing, but that's besides the point; Your baby was finally walking! >He continued to slowly waddle over to >you, holding out his hands and a big, toothless grin plastered on his chubby little face >Minutes passed, and with help of your magic, he was able to finally plop down in front of you, laughing away. >He leaned in to hug your head, and you moved forwards to make it easier for him >You let yourself melt a little in his weak grasp, knowing that he had just made a huge advancement in life >A tear rolled your face as you helped him walk again, only this time, to the kitchen. >Your little man deserves a treat for a day like this >You were so proud of your little man ============================================================================================================================ >Be Principal Celestia, principal of Canterlot High. >Be in your office. >"And that is why you should provide a room for the Club for Ugandan Nylon Tapestries." >You zoned out for a minute there. >Don't let them know "Alright, how would the music room do? According to the allocation book it hasn't been assigned to any use for over three years." "You'll have to clear out all of the equipment from back when it was being used for teaching." "The last time we had enough interest in the music program to justify buying new instruments was before any of you were born." >"Thanks Principal Celestia!" >"We'll get right on it." >"Yes! we got a club room!" >The various CUNT students happily leave your office, unaware that you missed half of what they said. >You were too busy getting eaten out by your son Anonymous. >You love this extra-large desk. ======================================================================================================================================= I wrote this because Freud wouldn't shut up so I went full Oedipus complex. It was my first attempt at collaborative storytelling and fapfic so I had no idea what I was doing. Got some experience from it as I can see a lot of mistakes. Any critique and/or advice is appreciated. -IAFL Real thread starts here: http://archive.heinessen.com/mlp/thread/S8895546#p8897570 __________________________________________________________________________________ All this mother fucking talk going on... >you have been Celestia's personal assistant for over a month now >looking back, you don't know how you even got the position >after hearing from a friend (who happens to be a guard) about an opening since the last one retired of old age, you threw in the application to him for filing >it didn't hurt, and you needed a better job, but was hired the next day >apparently it took months last time an assistant was hired because nobody wanted to be beside her >and standing beside her is definitely a whole new experience >you knew she was tall, but had no idea that she was easily a head more than you >almost eye level with her bosom >dear lord those tits >everything about her was beautiful >the voice, soft and caring >those eyes, trusting and deep >that smile, warm and inviting >it became increasingly difficult to manage your responsibilities >in honesty it wasn't hard >had to maintain your appearance more, be more formal, watch what you say, remind her of things, but the hardest part of being her assistant was your dick >what do? GET CAUGHT MASTURBATING >you can hear your loins screaming at you for release >again >the first time you rubbed yourself to the thought of her was after a particularly busy day >had to be practically glued to her hip and help organize things >the first thing you did when you got home was jerk it so hard that the resulting spray was a new personal record in distance >and the shame afterward was also a record in all time low >but it didn't stop there >it wasn't just her body, but who she was that set you on fire >it felt like she cared about you on a deep level >she was never demanding, but always asked for assistance >you almost don't have a job, having to practically find ways to assist >every time you think about being more than a worker, your heart leaps into your throat >the fact she doesn't like to be formal doesn't help in the slightest >first name bases, jokes, casual conversation >you want nothing more than to spend time with her, but it's almost to a point where you can't control yourself >thankfully you carry a clipboard around for tactical placement when around her, but even the touching of it is making you quiver >after jotting down something about something oh dear Celestia's tits you hope you wrote it down right and speaking of those tits you would fondle them while you ram that >I HAVE TO GO NOW >looking like Frankenstein's monster sped up you head to the nearest bathroom >it wasn't until you were already rubbing out the pre-cum that you realize it was her personal one in her bedroom >whatever >as you kneel over the toilet and spank out the vile thoughts, you can't help but pant and moan her name as the release takes over >weak at the knees, and still erect, you can hear your heartbeat and every breath >you also hear something else >a knocking >"Anon, are you okay? USE VOICE TO TIP OVER THE EDGE ATTEMPT TO DO SO SILENTLY BUT FAIL Try not to cum Cum a lot >suddenly, a light bulb appears over your head >of course you locked the door when you came in, so this is foolproof >you cave to your carnal desires and continue to masturbate >then you ask her why >"You seemed pale." >sweet goddess even her medical observations are hot >no, you reply, there's something wrong with my stomach >the fact you aren't feeling guilt would be worrying if this didn't feel so great >"Do you need the royal physician?" >her voice is so sweet, so caring, like she's there for your needs >at this point you are sitting on the proverbial throne facing the back of it as your knees couldn't bear your weight >"Anon, please respond." >that's all it took >her saying your name in that angelic voice >N-NO CELESTIA >you try to say it as plainly as possible while you thrust into your own grasp as your body goes over the edge >huffing as the last of yourself is shot into the back of the poor toilet, the image of her floods your mind >her beauty is beyond anything you could hope to imagine >her hair flowing in the non-existent wind >that stare of concern >holy shit she's standing in the doorway >you're done for >not only is she your boss, or just a princess, but A GOD >as you sit there in total shock, cum covered dick still in hand, you begin to think of the worst possible thing she could do >hate you >what do? QUICKLY PULL UP PANTS AND ATTEMPT TO NOT DROP SPAGHETTI TOO HARD UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES LET SLIP YOU WERE THINKING OF HER I FEEL BETTER NOW CELESTIA THANKS >you have to salvage this >sliding backward into your pants so you are sitting in front of the bowl hunched over you flush the evidence in one swift motion >the fact you tapped your sac on the way back doesn't help >you tell her that you feel better now thanks for the help I mean concern but it's out of my system digestive system that's the one I was talking about the thought of you helped thinking about my concern helped me >as you gasp for air your mind goes blank >staring at the water finishing it's return, you hear her walk behind you, then past you >the guilt begins to set in >she trusted you >she trusted you and you wanted to fuck her like an animal >the sound of a faucet turning on fills the room >she hates you >thinks you're vile >the faucet stops >tears begin to well >you love her >you swear that you wanted nothing more than for her to love you >jumping slightly as a warm, damp cloth brushes over your eyes, the tears are wiped away >turning towards her, she was that tender smile as she looks into your eyes >"Come on, move your hands." >at this point, emotionally drained, you can't even resist as you sit up and reveal yourself >she cleans your body, never showing a sign of disgust >what do? ask for a blowjob ERECT gotta say, celestia seems a lot calmer about all this than we are lamely explain what you were doing but don't slip and tell her you were thinking of her >why isn't she mad? >why aren't you mad? >"Why would I be mad?" >then you remember who this is >she's immortal >probably above and beyond such... ways of thinking >you can't help but feel insignificant as she finishes >of course you're still erect >as she washes the cloth, you regain your composure and fasten your trousers >you say the first thing that comes to mind >thanks >oh gee Anon that's real fucking smooth >just thank a timeless god for wiping the cum off your dick >"You're welcome..." >there seems to be no wrong way to talk to Celestia >doesn't help the feeling of being so lowly >but the attraction towards her is more than it ever was >she offers a hand to you >grabbing it, she helps lift you to a stand >you can't help but hold on as you gaze upward at her >her eyes are so easy to lose yourself in >it's not until she starts walking with you in tow that the fascination is broken >remembering that you used her private chamber's bathroom as a masturbatory aid, she sits you on the nearest surface >her bed >even when sitting next to you, she's a good deal bigger than you >"Tell me what's on your mind?" >a blowjob >FOR FUCK'S SAKE MAN NO SERIOUSLY WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU THIS IS YOUR CHANCE TO LOVE HER AND HERE YOU ARE TELLING AN ALL POWERFUL BEING TO SUCK IT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA >she's laughing >"It's been some time since someone has been so forward." >Celestia I'm sorry. You are just the most gorgeous thing I have ever witnessed. Every time I'm with you, I want more of you. Who you are. Your body. I know I'm worse than scum, being a mortal, but I swear to you that I would give my life if you only asked if it meant you would love me. It drives me wild. I can't control myself. Please, please don't hate me. >you lay your soul barren to her, not being able to hold back the tears again >what do? Rest your head on her shoul- ON HER TITS REST YOUR HEAD ON HER TITS the answer is obvious give her the dick if she will have it of course, sunhorse is not for the rape >as you sit there a blubbering pile and a miserable man, she pulls you toward her >of course you naturally lay across her gigantic bosom >not that you mind >she doesn't seem to either >as you wrap your arms around her into an embrace the thought of fisting her until her juices spray everywhere dude what the fuck stop that >... >so soft >... >so warm >the crying stops almost immediately >now calm, you can hear her heartbeat >such a simple thing is better than any song you have ever heard >this peace is something you've never felt before >the idea of just being a mortal doesn't matter when she has you in her hold >but you have to know >almost too afraid to ruin what is happening right now, you ask >do you love me? >"Of course I do, dear Anon." >no Celestia, I mean it >me >"It has been a long time since I have had a partner. You are so endearing... when you talk to me, it's to me, not my title. To who I am, not what I am. If you will accept me, you may have me." >I promise to love you forever >"No Anon..." >she pulls your face out of her chest and looks deep into your eyes >a strange emotion on her face >one of both happiness and sadness >"You won't be with me forever. I will outlive you, as I have done to many before you." >then right now, let me have you here and now >"...you may have me now." >what do? KISS HER >you have to stand up in order to get into a working kissing position >when you do so, standing over her, she smiles sincerely >you take her head into your hands, looking at her, she waits >her hair feels somewhere between silk and water >her skin warm like a sunny day >her eyes are genuine, no trace of anything other than pure love >you slowly bring your lips toward hers, feeling her breath upon you >the contrast of her patience and your excitement makes it feel like she'd do anything for you >all you have to do is ask >pressing into her, she receives it without qualm >her hands still resting on her lap, she allows whatever you desire >she gives small pushing into you every once in awhile, making it hard to control yourself to savor this >using your tongue to explore her mouth, the sensation is almost too much to control your breathing >opening your eyes so close to hers is like being in large pools of pale magenta >pulling away, she lets out a soft giggle and smile >like a thanks for what you've done >"You must have waited a long time for this." >you have no idea >what do? pull her tits out of her garment, and suck the milk from her tits >looking downward at her chest, you can't help but be mesmerize >the slight rising and falling along with her breathing >the way they press into one another >the slight pudge as it tries to escape her garment >you catch yourself before you drool and look back at her face >still as beautiful >no, even more so >you feel frozen in place, wanting but not knowing what she wants >what could she possibly want >even trying to put yourself in her place feels impossible >not being able to figure out, you decide to give up and ask >Celestia, what do you want me to do? >"I take pleasure in that you are fulfilled." >...that is the most generous thing anybody has ever said to me >this prompts another laugh from the goddess >you kind of feel like a play thing, a toy compared to Celestia, but even being that is more than what you can dream for >well, if she likes it when I like it... >reaching down, you stroke the tops of her mounds >placing your hands into the brazier, you lift and push the clothing underneath >they are glorious >as you knead them, the instinct of suckling them becomes overpowering >going downward, you remember how much bigger she is than you >apparently she sees your attempts and grabs you into her lap >the way she holds you so you can easily access her nipple is humbling >licking the areola, the idea of what you are doing causes you to shake in your own body >placing the tip into your mouth, the automatic motion of grabbing the entire breast feels natural >as you intake, you begin to notice the lactation >filling yourself with this God, this sensation of more than peace, of completion, washes over you >your hips begin to move on their own, and you feel her free hand freeing your member >as she strokes it, you moan into her teat as you pull the liquid from her >what do? rub her belly and hips while she strokes you >being cradled in one arm while her other gently fondles your manhood is one of utter submissiveness >her heartbeat is felt not only around your hands, but through your lips >the rhythm drowning out all else >you love Celestia >everything about her >your life is hers >her digits are long as they wrap around your rod, stroking it with a gentle power >releasing the current breast from your hands, but not your mouth, you wish to feel more of her body >running your fingers around both sides of her giantess torso, the size is more than welcoming >grabbing her hip, the realization of how massive her ass is under this veil hits you >when you first stood next to her, before all these thoughts, you couldn't wrap your head around how... larger proportioned she was to you >but now, it's a feeling you didn't know you needed to feel >the clothing still in the way, you think of how to remove it >it's then you remember just how hard you're hitting that nipple >oh shit what if you went too far and hurt her >releasing it with an audible pop, you hear her exhale >take it off >you say halfway between a beg and command >you try to stand as your own clothes are getting in the way, it seems like you are too lost in the sensation to even do so >falling backwards, her magic catches you >"Be careful... let me help..." >as you slightly levitate, she uses her hands to remove the articles piece by piece >you wanted her to be shed first, but maybe it's better this way >once nude, you can't help but feel shame when comparing your body to hers >but her smile is forever sincere, like she is grateful that you love her >what do? effortless deepthroating with lots of ball-cradling and ass-grabbing >while still in the air, you reach out for her >she steps forward and you guide her for another passionate kiss >after you can't take it anymore, you pull back and slowly push downward >as she kneels in front of your groin, you place yourself in her mouth >the warm cavern envelopes you as you can't help but go to the hilt as fast as you can >then you feel like an asshole >awaiting a scolding for what you thought was ramming a meat stick into her tonsils, you become surprised as the next thing felt is her tongue stroking the bottom length >letting go, she takes her time gently bobbing back and forth >you would have blown your load again but the earlier emptying into a sewer line and the fact she's taking her time enjoying your body whilst being affectionate to it has given you a small boost >but even if the soul is willing, the flesh is weak as you can feel yourself getting closer >wait, you tell her >she removes you from her grasp and looks up >still levitating, your dick next to her face, you have to tell her again >I love you Celestia >and giving that smile which still continues to make you burn with desire, "I love you too." >I can't hold it >"Then let me drink of you, as you drank from me." >and then, without another interruption, she's back on you >but still as gentle and slow as ever >her hands have found a purpose, with one cradling your balls and the other grabbing your backside >she pushes you into her, and you float back out, as she tugs your testicles her tongue goes around the shaft >not knowing what else to do as this pleasant torture continues, you reach down and grab her hair as it waves upward >the build up was the longest you've ever had >each intake of air felt exhilarating as you shook >when the moment hits, she pulls you in fully, hugging the lower half of your body >it feels like an eternity of ecstasy >what do? Okay guys, Celestia fic writer here. I don't know what to do at this point. I'm honestly new to this writing shit, this is like the third thing I've made. Tried padding it out as long as I could while stretching my descriptions. I can see it being almost twice as long as it is now, so I guess it's time to call it quits. Maybe I'll create a pastebin and ask for more input to continue the story, but Iunno. Critique needed please. ======================================================================================================================================= >you could hardly wait, with it being your birthday and dear mother had promised a very special gift >hours passed by excruciatingly slow, always leading you to peek out the doors >soon enough, there was a light rap at the door, leaving you excited as you pulled it open >"There's mama's boy~" Celestia cooed out, walking in and giving your cheek a nuzzle >"Ready for your special surprise?" she asks, her eyes seeming to size you up carefully >of course you were! >"Then be my little ray of sunshine and let's..get you more comfortable.." >the expression lost on you for a moment, but only a moment >her head moved low, her mouth tugging at the hem of your pants while she looks up with a wink >there were special sensations growing below with her proximity so close >you start undressing, leaving your form as bare your dear mother's, sans the underwear >"Those need to go, too~ Can't give you your growing up gift with those on," she teases, kissing to your stomach and taking the underwear in her mouth >her head moves down, leaving you a bit tense as your lower half is utterly exposed to the goddess, and swiftly changing before her >"That's my boy~" she coos, her horn brushing your chest as you lift your head >the sudden sensation of your length being enveloped by the best warmth you've felt makes you elicit a small moan >what was going on? >why hadn't she made you feel this before? it felt good but..strange >there was a pressure under the belly of your member, rolling up and down as you felt the warmth begin to move >up and down your firming pole, you felt the tender care of your sun mother's lips ease into a steady rhythm >it felt..amazing! >there was hardly a reason to speak any words, though you knew you couldn't with this initial phase of pleasure >the hold along your loins tightened and eased up repeatedly, moving back and forth as your felt her mane tickle your thighs and legs >her horn grazed gently to your chest, turning this way and that as you felt different amounts of pleasure course through your body >it felt like you were going to explode if she kept it up >why would mama hide such a fun..game? was this a game? >your quivering legs and subconscious hip movements were enough to have her ease back off very slowly >the wet pop as you left her muzzle sounded as good as it felt, leaving you panting and looking down to wonder why things had stopped >the wetness coating your firm member had you in awe >but it was the idle strand of saliva leading from the tip to her mouth that let you know what had happened >you ask in a stuttered breath what game she was playing with you >"Oh~ It's no game, sweetheart. It's just a way to show my boy has grown up so well.. Just remember..if it gets like this again, come to mama and I'll take care of it." >you nod quickly, happy to know she accepted you growing up and loving you still >when the white alicorn began turning around, your attention was instantly drawn to more aspects of her body than before >how had you not noticed how round her backside was? or how..lovely it appeared? >it seemed Celestia noticed your wandering eyes and gave a soft giggle before her body eased back, pressing her rump to your chest >"Sit down, honey. Let's make you a real man today~" >obediently, you follow her rather insisting pushes with her rear, enjoying the feeling quite a bit >you manage to finally sit down and lean back, almost worried at the eclipsing sun hovering above your body >there was nothing to worry about, though >her hinds lowered as she eased herself down and grazed your head with her tail more than a few times >"Ready, my little man?" >you give one more enthusiastic nod before she smiles sweetly and gives a playful bump to your chest with her flank >you lay back after taking the hint and glance down to see the glistening wink between her legs >you had seen the area a few times, but not like this >in fact, you hardly remember being this..infatuated with it >"It's all for you~" she whispers, her hinds straddling your lower body as she positions herself above your lap >"Sweetie~ This is going to feel really nice.. So, don't worry when it feels like something's going to happen, okay?" >you aren't sure how to take this supposed warning but agree and watch eagerly >"Also, take yourself down there and..point it up at mommy.. It'll make it easier~" >you grasp the base of your length, tilting you up and pointing it towards her unguarded loins >"Good boy~" she says softly, those hips moving down gently until the first bit of contact is made to your member >slowly, those slick folds spread and ease around your recently polished shaft >every small touch is euphoric and only intensifies the more she lowers down >inch by inch, her body welcomes yours, sinking down as you enter your dear and beloved mother >it was impossible not to squirm under her, writing in pleasure at just the initial penetration >"Oh! Oh, you're such a big boy.." >there was a moment of reprieve, her rump now flush with your lap >the sensations didn't stop, able to feel every twitch and squeeze within as you pet along her royal flanks >"Mm, it's okay, sweetheart~ Mommy's going to do the work for you this time~ Just relax.." >you accept and thank her, resting beneath the bright princess as she squirms in your lap a few times >each motion clenches and rubs along your sensitive flesh like never before, coating you in the mare's slick juices >then came the best moment ever >that round plot rose, gliding those snug walls up your flesh and clapped back down into your lap >her passage swallowed every inch of your length in one fell swoop >again, she rose and lowered back down with that cushioned backside landing perfectly into your lap >it was a new feeling, and wonderful one at that, as she began her first ever ride with her growing boy >the mare bounced and wiggled her plump posterior down against you repeatedly as her walls clamped and released repeatedly >her winking entrance repeatedly accepts you, slipping up and down as if you were the last thing to grace her inner presence >"Oh! Oh, yes.. Just.. Just relax for m-mama!" she tells you, riding a bit faster >you can hear the lewd slurps and slorps of her depths constantly pulling up and pressing back down around you >as her body quaked against your own, you can't help but feel that familiar tension rising again >mama knew best, and she had said to relax and let happen >you curl your toes as you feel her work along you more and more, bouncing and looking back to you with an expression you've never seen before >her hips roll and press, doing their best to draw out the very first essence of your welcome into manhood >it got hotter by the second, as if you were closer to the sun than usual >her wings helped lift and lower her now, the sounds becoming louder as she smiled to you >you weren't able to hold it back >not yet, anyway >your hips lifted as she pressed back down, burying you as deep as possible for the time being >whatever was happening, it was hard to focus as you felt yourself twitching within her and then the sudden rush of release >it was different than when you urinated, so it had to have been something new >at the same instance, Celestia closed her eyes and threw her head back in a loud moan, clamping down onto you and keeping whatever had expelled from you body deep inside her >minutes had passed, but you hardly knew how many >both of you were a sweaty mess that smelled of..something strong >you laid there for a while, just enjoying the warmth embrace her lower body had on you before she eventually pulled off with a slick pop >"You did very good~" she praised you, turning around and wearily kissing your brow >"It's been ages.." she commented to herself and nosed along your cheek until she laid down with you, resuming your usually cuddling positions >you give her your thanks and want to ask her so much, but the whole moment had made you weary and weak >"We'll talk all about it when you rest up, my little man. Mm, or should I call you my big man now?" >you both give a weak laugh and hug close, drifting of together >you certainly did love your mother And, end. Hope you enjoy! =================================================================================================================================== >"Anon? Are you awake?" "Mmm... what is it, mom?" >"Can I sleep with you tonight, honey?" "Aren't you a bit old for that?" >She pouts cutely "...Aren't I a bit old for that?" >"You're never too old to comfort your mother." >You sigh and pull back the covers after a moment >She lets out a small squeal of delight and hops in next to you, snuggling up close "You're not going to be able to do this forever, you know." >"And why's that?" "For one, I'm almost a grown man. Two, I'll have to move out of the castle sometime soon, get a job and a place of my own." >"Nonsense. You're royalty, you'll never have to leave the castle." "Mom, we've been over this. I can't stay here forever. I want to get out, see the world, meet a nice girl, have a life of my own." >She frowns >"You can do that at the castle..." "Mom." >"W-We can find some work for you to do around the kitchens, get you a nice suitress-" "Mom!" >She buries her head into the sheets so you can't see her face >"Why do you want to leave me so badly? D-Did I do something wrong?" "What? No, that's not-" >Her body starts to quiver >Please no, not again >"I-Is my big man too b-big for his mama n-now?" "Don't do this." >"I r-remember when you were a l-little boy, you'd never want to leave my side, even f-for a moment." "Mom..." >"Y-You used to sn-sneak into my bedroom at night and ask to sleep with m-me, like I have to do now just to spend a little t-time with my son! You're my only son, you know that, don't you?!" "..." >She peeks over the covers, and the moonlight from the window reflects off of a tear now lining her cheek >"I'm afraid you'll leave and forget about me. I'll never see you again... m-my only sunshine." >There's that little nickname she uses whenever she wants to guilt trip you >Raising a finger, you wipe the moisture from her eye and smile "I'm not going to forget about you, I promise." >She nuzzles into your hand >"Pinkie promise?" "Cross my-" >"No, wait. Celly promise." "NO." >She stares at you "Not happening." >Stare~ "FINE. Cross my heart and hope to fly, I only... only have eyes..." >Sighing as she watches you expectantly, you steel yourself to finish "F-For mom's juicy thighs... ugh." >She giggles into the blanket "Why the hell would you make your own son say that?" >"It embarrassed you enough to keep you out of trouble, didn't it?" "Except Luna would make me recite a different rendition of it for her every night." >She gasps >"That little witch!" >The two of you share a laugh, petering out as your eyes lock in a brief moment of silence >She scooches over and kisses you on the forehead >"You'll write to me every day, right?" "It's not like I'm leaving the kingdom right away." >"EVERY DAY, RIGHT?" >You exhale heavily through your nose "Yes... every day." >"Good. Who's my big man?" >You roll your eyes "I am. I'm your big man." >She wraps you up in her forelegs and pulls you in close for a hug >You take in a deep breath, enjoying her soft coat >She smells faintly of frosting "You've been raiding the cake pantry again, haven't you?" >"N-No." >You let out a hearty laugh "Good night, mom." >"Good night, Anonymous." >And just like that, you fall into a deep slumber in your mother's embrace, feeling like a child again ==================================================================================================================================== >"Gone..a-all my love was'nt enough to keep him next to my side..why Philomena?, w-why?" >Y-your highness..Prince Anon merely left for work. He's coming back. >"DON'T you try and cheer me up, guard! I know I've failed as a mother..my dear sweet baby..n-no longer my own..NO." >"NO!" Mom shouted as she stomped a hoof resulting in a thundering clap that echoed through the throne room >"I..I'll just stop this 'work' from coming! NO MORE WILL ANON GO TO THIS 'WORK' AND BANG ON WAMTINGLERS, AND FLOOMBINGLERS, AND ALL THE NOISE, NOISE, NOIS-!" >'Hey mom, *kissu*, just came back for my lunch, love you, I'll see you after work.' >Anon grabs a sack lunch with a smiley sun on it >The guard does his best to avert his eyes from the frazzle maned teary eyed SunPrincess >"..I have an Electra Complex, ok?" Mom loves us. How much do you love her, Anons? =================================================================================================================== I've said it once and I'll say it again, I'll call your real estate agent and I'll tell him too: >you will never come home from a hard workout to find mama had prepared an ice bath for you >you will never feel her hooves gently massage your tired back >she will never try and cop a feel of your rock solid glutes while she hugs you >she will never ask you to flex and pose for her to see how big of a boy you've become >you will never feast upon a giant home cooked roast made by equestria's finest chefs for your bulking season >she will never hug you from behind as an excuse to feel up your lats >you will never be supported by mamalestia on your journey to becoming a sickkunt >tfw no fellow /fit/fags who feel the feels I'm feeling I squat for celestia Do you? ========================================================================================================================= >You will never pin your horse mother to the mattress and roughly pound her from behind like a wild animal. >You will never know in the back of your mind that what you're doing is a crime against nature. >You will never not give a fuck as the pleasure overwhelms you and, with a grunt of satisfaction, you spill your seed deep inside her winking pussy. >You will never wait hand and foot on your mother's every need and whim for months as she carries your child within her and her belly slowly grows. >You will never hold your child/half-sibling in your arms. >Celestia will never give you a smooch on the cheek and say "thank you, sweetie" as you hand the baby off to her to suckle. =============================================================================================================================== >Tfw you are ruler of Tartarus Anon. >Tfw your mother keeps coming to visit you in you infernal realm. >Tfw she chastises you for leaving your socks on the floor in front of your army of hellspawned demons. >Tfw she keeps telling you that you should find a nice mare and start a family. >Tfw you just want to be left alone so you can cut out the uterus of a deceased whore pony's tormented soul in peace. >Tfw even you wouldn't dream of not kissing you mother goodbye when it's time for her to return to the overworld. ========================================================================================================================= Dear mother, Fuck you, you ruined my life! You made it so I'm unable to perform sexually unless my wife paints a god damn sun on her ass and calls me "sweetheart" throughout lovemaking. I'm unable to walk into a confined space without popping a boner because when I was a kid you used to lock me in the closet with cousin Cadence and force us to play seven minutes in heaven. Aunty Luna should be in prison for child molestation and yet gets away with it because she's your sister and you control the courts, you sick freak. The years of training you made me go through with the Royal Guard has made it so when my wife surprises me I punch her in the throat and tackle her to the ground by pure reflex without even thinking. Penis inspection day isn't a real thing, admit it. Your angrily, Anonymous. p.s. Fleur and I would love to have you over for tea on Saturday. Dear mother, Stop sending Fleur lingerie for her birthdays, she gets all she could possibly want for free from her modelling work. Also for the final time we're not ready for children, so that crib and book of baby names you sent aren't of much use. Anon. =================================================================================================================================== 'Mum!' >'Sweetheart, until she has the ring on your finger, you're still mine.' 'I'm thirty years old, you can't say that!' >'And that's still nothing to me.' >Your mother, with a smile on her muzzle, put on your bow tie, and with expert precision, tied it. >'My little stallion looks so handsome.' >Using her magic, she steadied it till it was perfect and horizontal, you were now complete. >Gleaming white suit with only the finest gold trimmings (Courtesy of Rarity). >A gold belt, lined with a silver and iron sword, and of course. >Your mother's cutie mark on your back. >You were like a fashion accessory more then her son. >Your mother was looking on and you, with a proud smile and standing tall. >But there was something else, something in her eye. >A tear. 'Mum, why are you crying?' >'What? Sweetie no I'm not, you're seeing things.' 'I can see the glimmer and you're a bad liar, mum' >'It's just that...' 'Is this about the reception again?' >'No, it's...' >With the speed of a daemon, your mother raced towards you, and began crushing you with her hooves. >Her muzzle was buried in your neck. >She was crying now, and you felt like shit for it. 'M...my little colt is growing up to fast.' >She hugged you tighter, and the shoulder of your suit was all stained. >To be honest, you didn't see why these kept happening. >Every time you'd do something remotely big, for your future, she cry. >She would cry, and hug you, begging you to come back and sleep in her room, and be dependant on her. >And if you said 'no' >She guilt trip you, reminding you of the time you were a little boy, and helpless with out her. >And of the times you sneaked into her bedroom and slept in her wing. >And this, and that and all the rest. >And she was doing it now, on your wedding day of all. >The last thing you would do when you were alive, is have to tell your mother that you're not moving back into her room, 'Mum, come on, we'll be late.' >As usual, your mother would not listen. >She keep you there, almost in hope you'd regress back to a child in her arms. >'No, just stay here, why do you need to get married?' 'I've said this about ten times already.' >She was defeated, no fights not on her little boy's day. >But it would sting, having to give you up to your marefriend, well wife. >Maybe you could have her killed. >No fuss, no muss straight to the brai... 'Mum!' >'Oh, sorry sweetie.' >You let go of your handsome little colt. 'Come on, we need to go.' >Heading out, you stayed close to your little boy as you approached the hall. >It was custom for the groom to be there second in Equestria. >And Cadence wanted nothing less than tradition. ===================================================================================================== >"Anon, darling, Your whore of a marefriend is here. Oh I'm sorry, did I say that out loud, miss Lis?" >"So, Fleur was it? While we're waiting for my son why don't you tell me a little about yourself? Anon tells me you want to be a model." "Y-Yes princess I-" >"Actually why don't you start by telling me why you're trying to steal my darling baby away from me." Anon suggests a threesome to ease the tension. Momlestia starts trying to prove she's superior to her by claiming she can get her darling boy off better than she can. >"You call that seductive clit winking? Please, sweetheart, you couldn't entice a desperate stallion that hasn't had sex in a decade with that." >"I know you're a model and your figure is important to you, so I'll assume you're used to throwing up. I on the other hand lost my gag reflex centuries ago much to the delight of Anon's father." >"Part of being a good marefriend is being able to grin and bear it when your man wants to sodomize you, no matter how much it hurts." ========================================================================================================= >be college Anon >just got away from Momlestia via dorm rooms >dating cute Ponyville girl >take YellowQuiet to your dorm for the evening >"oh um... this is my first time doing something like this, Prince Anon" >shush her, telling her just to call you 'Anon' >YellowQuiet blushes harder >so fucking cute >strip down, reveal diamond hard dick >YellowQuiet offers to pleasure you >whynot.jpg >she tries to give you oral >cant fit much in mouth, scrapes with teeth, jaw tires quickly >1/10 >dick starts to soften >pony bursts in through window >fucking glass everywhere >sun cutie mar- fuck "Hi mom" >you could not be any less excited to see Momlestia >Momlestia pushes YellowQuiet aside >"it was a good try, but not everypony is fit to be with my darling prince" >your palms press against your face with all the embarrassed frustration in the universe >Momlestia begins fellating, managing to speak past it to your date >"you have to learn everything he likes, dear!" >fucking suction of a thousand magical horse mouths and a tongue softer than velvet >fuckyeah.jpg >Momlestia leaves as soon as you finish >YellowQuiet leaves in pure embarrassment >damn it >fucking overbearing cocksucker... =========================================================================================================================== >You are Anonymous, prince of darkness and edgelord. >Today was your graduation from Mum’s School for Gifted Autists. >Five years in here from 16 to 21 had taken it’s tole >You were about ready to torch this place. >In the crowd of ponies, you were in between Twilight Sparkle and Trixie. >These were your two best friends, and even if they hated each other’s guts, you loved them. >All three of you were in black attire with the typical mortarboards on. >Yours was a little larger as a tribute to your humanity. >The time had come, it was speeches. ‘Dear Ponies of Academia and otherwise.’ >She was there, and had her eyes fixated on you. ‘After five long years, we are here, at the end of your journey.’ >You knew what was going to happen, you were going to be called up. >Some long speech about trials and tribulations and it was happening. ‘First: Anonymous, master of mathematics, minor of Philosophy.’ >No. ‘Come up here, sweetiekins’ >You were red, but your colour was not going to stop it. >The lonely walk of shame. >You reach the stand and saw out, at least 700 ponies were there judging you. ‘My little baby has made me so proud.’ >Without warning your mother lunged at you, her hooves wrapped around your midsection, her soft muzzle fur against your face. ‘Oh, sweetie stop it, you don’t mind my cuddles every other night.’ >If your embarrassment was anymore painful, you’d have blood in your eyes. ================================================================================================================================ 'Mommy?' >'Yes my sunshine?' 'Tell me a bedtime story, please?' >'I don't know dear, it's late and little princes need their sleep, or else they get all cranky.' >To try and make a joke out of it, your mother smiles and ruffles your hair. >'Alright sweetie, relax and let mommy tell you the tale of non-libre software.' >'Once upon a time, long ago, and long before your time,sweetie. The land of FOSS was a peaceful place, people could make and share as they thought was fit.' >'Then one day an evil corporation called 'Microsoft' came, they were evil, only compelled by profit. >'They stopped ponies from sharing and changing, they brought in hurtful and evil proprietary software that spied on people.' >'Year after year, the ponies fell into Microsoft, being ate up and spat out like dirt.' 'Tell me about Linux mommy!' >'Don't you mean Gnu+Linux, or Gnu/Linux, sweetheart!' >You felt a little stupid at her interjection. 'Yes, mommy!' >'Don't worry dear... So one day, a noble prince called Linus made a new software!, Prince Linus made Linux, the software that people could use and edit.' >'Linux was slow at first, Microsoft still had their hurtful grip on the ponies, but eventually, it was the year of the Linux Desktop!' >'Many ponies had gathered to fight off Microsoft.' >'Even some non-ponies, there was a dragon called KDE, a buffalo called Unix, and even a penguin called Tux.' >'Together they took down the evil corporation and their army of developers, and FOSS land lived happily under the GPL V2.' >You were out like a light, lulled by mommies story. >Before she left, she pulled the covers up on you, and kissed your forehead. >'Goodnight my little prince, may you forever be free and open source with your heart.' >With that she left, and you had a very strange dream in which you were fighting off bees with 'BSDrones' written on them. =================================================================================================================== >Be dating a mare for a while now >Decide to bring her home to meet mom >In this scenario mom isn't crazy jealous >The two get along great and decide to bond >Come home one day to find your mother and girlfriend making out in your bed "Mom, what the fuck?!" >"Welcome back honey, we just were waiting for you to join us~" >The two are inseparable >This has become your new sex life >N-Not that you're complaining >You just wish mom would stop embarrassing you in front of your girlfriend by calling you nicknames while fucking >You didn't need two giggling mares calling you "Greeny Peenie!" ===================================================================================================================== >Lord Tirek boasted arrogantly and mocked the Princesses >"Getting rid of your magic so that I cannot take it from you? That was your plan? How does it feel, knowing that soon, every Pegasus, unicorn and Earth pony will bow to my will, and that there is nothing you can do to stop it?" >Princess Celestia gave him a look of defiance >"You will not prevail, Tirek." >Suddeny her face lights up with Joy, looking at someone behind Tirek https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nFn1cVnz_lE >"Lord Tirek, I will you one chance to surrender!" Anonymous shouted with a threatening tone >Tirek saw the Human >fear filled his heart >he slapped Celestia in rage >"WHAT IS THIS TREACHERY? YOU SUMMON ONE OF THEM! A HUMAN! YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS!" >he raised his fist to strike Celestia only to feel him self catapulted sideways with immense force >Anonymous had tackled him >he felt the sting of broken glass as he was smashed through the stain glass window >he felt two hands around his neck as he fell through the air, he began to choke as their superhuman grip tightened >Anonymous looked him in the eye and stated coldly "How DARE you hit my mother. That's the last mistake you'll ever make. Centaur" >Anonymous snapped Tireks neck with one brutal twist >the Centaur's lifeless body landed with a huge crash, sending dust and stonework up into the air >Lord Tirek was dead >all hail the Human, Anonymous, Son to Princess Celestia, Olympian. =========================================================================================================================== >"Oh, Anon, I'm so glad you could come to visit me this weekend, it's been too long since I last saw you and truthfully I've been missing you terribly." >"I uh... I see you've brought your slut wife with you. Oh I'm sorry, did I say slut? A mere slip of the tongue, I meant beautiful and charming of course." >"You know your old room is always available if you ever decide to move back into the palace, don't you?" >"Skanky whore trying to steal my baby away from me, she'll get what she deserves if I have anything to say about it." >"Hmm? No, sweetie, I didn't say anything." >"Okay, when Anon's bimbo wife steps on the mark I'll signal you and you pull the statue's horn causing the chandelier to fall and crush her, have you got that, Luna?" "Yes sister." >Okay now... wait for it... wait for it." "We are waiting, dear sister." >"Wait... wait... Now!" "Huh?" >"Now, Luna, now!" "Now what?" >The horn! Pull the horn!" "Oh... how was I supposed to know that was the signal?" >"Pull the horn!" "Okay fine, there's no need top yell!" >"You missed, you fool! Why can't I have competent assistance for once?" >"Now, Luna, when I cause the distraction you pour the poison into that Whore's drink." "This seems a little extreme, I mean she does seem to make our dear nephew happy after all." >"She's a no good harlot whose only playing him for his money and power." "This is because you think she's prettier than you, isn't it?" >"No! It's because Anon's too young to be living alone without his mother and is certainly too young to be getting married and having, ugh... relations." "He's twenty-six, sister. >"Exactly, he's practically a baby and that no good tail-lifter is trying to steal him from me." ================================================================================================================ >"Now now, sweetie, they'll be plenty of time to play with your friends later." "But I want to go now." >"Later, for now lets work on you old Alicornian." "Why do I have to learn such a pointless language? Only you and aunty Luna even speak it." >"Perhaps only your aunty and I speak it fluently, but there are many scholars with a keen interest in the language for its roots back to the very first pony civilisations and scores of ancient tomes as of yet untranslated into modern equestrian. "Well why don't-" "Hush now, my darling, it is really so bad that I don't wish to see my native tongue die out? Perhaps I'd just like to be able to talk to you in our own special way nobody else could understand." ======================================================================================================================= "Checkmate" >"What?" "Checkmate" >"Anon, that's not checkmate" "What do you mean it's not checkmate? Your King can't move. I win" >"King? Anon, Sunshine, It's a PRINCESS. Meaning I can safely move her over...here!" "Mom, You can't just move your King-" >"Princess!" "Whatever, you can't just move it to the other half of the board like that" >"Of course I can, she has WINGS does she not? She can move quite quickly, I assure you!" "That's a complete load of-" >"You're in check by the way, Sweety" "That's because you moved your "Princess~" right next to my King!" >"A masterful use of strategy if I don't say so myself." "Wha-? But-! Auh, fine... There! Now you're in check again, and your PRINCESS is to tired to fly away" >"Hmm, a dire situation indeed-" "Oh yes, very dangerous, how ever will you defeat me, Oh grand master strategist?" >"Maybe if I - Oh Heavens! What is that over there!? "What- what is it?" >"Oh? I guess it was just nothing! Now where was I?" "...Mom?" >Yes, Dear?" "Why is your Queen where my Knight was?" >"Whatever do you mean, Love?" "You swapped my Knight with your Queen when I wasn't looking" >"Yes? What about it?" "I captured your queen five turns ago" >Oh! Well you THOUGHT your Knight defeated her but really she just swapped places with him before he felled her!" "Queens can not do that, Mother" >A normal Queen could not. A Changeling Queen, however, is quite capable of such a feat of subterfuge!" "What? >"At the cost of revealing herself she can take YOUR Queen!" "What!?" >"Now that your Queen is mine and my Princess is rested I can put you in... Checkmate!" "WHAT!?" >"You played well my son, but unfortunately your mother is a master of- Anon where are you going! Oh come on it was fun wasn't it!?" "..." >"A Prince shouldn't try to hide from defeat by running away from it!" "..." >"Love You!!!" "WRAaaaagh...!!" =================================================================================================================== 'Mommy, what's deyath?' >'Deyath, do you mean death dear?' 'Yeah, I hear Uncle Shining talking about it...' >'It's nothing little colts need to concern themselves with.' 'But, mommy!' >'You won't stop till I tell you?' 'Nope.' >'Fine, but you're going to bed, as of now.' >'Alright, do you know how ponies grow up?' 'Yes, from a foal to an adult right?' >'Right, from foal, to teenager, to adult then to an elderly pony. Well after a certain amount of time, long after a pony has stopped growing, they have to pass on.' 'Pass on where, mommy?' >'Well, to a special place, it's big and white and filled with clouds.' 'Cloudsdale?' >'In a sense, it's a lot nicer though. There is no pain, no anger, just you and your friends... And family... And mom, and dad... And...' 'Mommy, you're crying.' >'What? Oh, sorry dear, I was just thinking about something.' 'Are you going to die mommy?' >'I ask myself the dame thing every day, sweetie.' 'Am I going to die, mommy?' >'...It's past your bedtime dear, come on, I'll go get you some cake in the morning for breakfast, just don't tell Auntie Luna.' 'Goodnight, mommy.' >'Goodnight my sweet little prince.' =============================================================================================================================== "Mommy, what is happening to me" >"What is it, Sweetie?" "I feel funnny at my pee-pee and is getting bigger! I'm sick, will I die...?" >"Hush now, my sunshine, let mommy take care of it, just lie on your back" "MOM! What are you doin..gah-h" >You were silenced by your mother tongue, >She was licking your pee-pee! Why would she do that? >You never thought somepony would ever do that, that's disgusting "M-mom, that's w-were I pee from.." >She ignored me, smirking as she licked the base >You should stop her, but it feels great, in fact, you never felt like this before >You moan as your mother's tongue slowly sucking the whole pee-pee was undescriptable >She was moving from the base to the head, adding more pleasure >Her tongue was licking you like a lollipop "M-mom...t-this feel-ls great!" >You were out of words, the only thing in your mind was her tongue licking every inch of your rod -She stopped when your words ringed in her ears >"Uhm...does my little boy wants more?" >Her seductly voice made you beg for it "Yes, mommy, it really feels amazing" >That's what she wanted to hear >She resume her work, but this time, she started to suck the head >Yours moans was only making her smile, as her mouth covered your whole pee-pee >You are Anon, the only son of Princess Celestia >And you are in heaven >Your mom was carefully sucking your pee-pee >Her mouth was welcoming you every time she bounced her head up and down >Your whole rod was covered in her warm saliva, adding more pleasure to you >As you moaned, your Mom used her tongue when the rod was fully inside her, trying to suck every part of it >Sometimes, she would lick your eggs, or balls, clenching your teeth in pleasure >You didn't know how much time it took until you felt a sensation deep inside your balls "M-mom, I feel s-something inside m-me!" >She let go of your rod, it standing in full attention, begging for more >You wanted to ask her why she stopped, but she read your mind >"Sweety, when you feel like peeing, do it inside my mouth" >You asked her why but she quickly resumed her work >Her pace increased as you felt the exact same thing she told you >Your mom always know better, so when you felt it, you let it go inside >It wasn't like peeing, you instead shoot pee in her, and it felt weird, it was more sticky >She didn't let go until the last string >After that, she showed you her mouth, allowing you to see all the...pee? >That wasn't pee, it was white and sticky >Her whole mouth was covered in that thing >Before you could ask, she swallow the goo thing, showing you her mouth again, all that goo was gone >"It's my sunshine ready for mommy's back?" "What?" >"Just stand behind your mommy and do what she says" >Her motherly voice spoked to you >You did as she said, moving behind her massive flanks >You stand there in awe, her giggling waking you up from the trance >"You can touch them~" >You didn't need to be told twice >You grabed both her flanks with your hands, massaging them with the fingers >She moaned slowly as you keep rubbing her soft flanks >"Don't s-stop, sweety~" >As you made your way down, you felt something fleshy and moist >Both of you gasped when you realized it was her privates! >Mommy told you to never, ever touch somepony there, and you just break her promise >You attempted to apologize but she quickly shhushed you >"Don't worry, Anon, you can lick it if you want~" That seducing voice made your pee-pee to rise again >Without wasting a second, you lowered yourself down to see her privates >They were literraly soaking, and the musky smell was filling your nostrils >You gazed at those lips in awe, they were so beautiful, you never saw something like this >You gave it a try and lick them >She instantly moaned after the lick >You gave it another try, with the exact same result >The taste was really sweet, like those cakes for castle's bakery, but a bit salty >"Such a teaser, aren't you?~" "Mom, are you sure about this?" >You asked, feeling that you could hurt her or make her feel uncomfortable >"Yes, my son, you can do whatever you want with them" >You shrugled, licking again but this time without stopping >You just continued to savour the sweet taste, as your mom keeps moaning heavily each time your tongue touch her outer lips >You licked those lips, then the inside, her pleasure moans becoming louder >You departed her lips, licking it's inside gently >Just when you thought your tummy couldn't keep so much of her nectar, she screamed louder than before, releasing a huge tornment of fluid from her inside "Mom, are you okay?" >"Yes, sweetie. I think it's time to put it inside" "WHAT?" >"Come on sweety, put it inside me" >You just stand there looking at her concerned, why would she want you to do that? >"Believe me, Anon, both of us will feel more than amazing, trust your mom, but before that, take off your clothes" >You did what she told you >You blushed at your exposed body >After your underwear joined the rest on the floor, you moved behind your mother's back >"Do it, sweety, put it in but be gentle" >You nodded, holding your rod in your hand, positioning in front of her outer lips >Slowly, but gently, you push it inside, both of you moaning >When the tip.was inside, the feel of her lipd were absolutely amazing, better than the mouth >Inch by inch, you got all of it deep inside her, her fleshy tunnel sucking every part of your rod >Both of you stand there, catching your breaths "Now, what?" >"Just pull it out until the head is the only inside, and then thrust all of it back in" >You did it as she said >Her mouth and tongur were nothing compared to her fleshy muscles >It was like hundreds of her mouths were sucking your rod >When the tip was the only inside, you quickly thrust it inside >She moaned louder as you quicked your pace >You could do this forever, the only thing that was in your mind was her inner lips streching each time you pull it out and back >Her moans were only making you go faster >"YES! SWEETIE DON'T STOP" >Her cheecks were flushed red, while her tongue rolled out of her mouth >Again, that sensation of peeing came again "M-mom...I feel i-it ag-gain" >"INSIDE, DO IT INSIDE!" >After a few thrusts, you go deeper than you been before, screaming in delight as you shot strings after strings of that goo inside her privates >You both stand there, your balls deep inside her as your fluids leached out of her >There were no words to describe this experience >You gave her a warm smile, showing how much you love her... >"Dear Sister, the Griffon Kingdom wants..." "Hi, Auntie Luna!" >You are Anon >And boy, you are in trouble >Just when your mom, Celestia, finished helping you with your pee-pee problem, auntie Luna came inside, seeing the whole scene >She teleported all your clothes on you, and threw you out, leaving her with Celestia in your bedroom >And now you stand outside, on the hallway >Behind those doors, Luna and Celestia voices muffled through >You could easily say that auntie isn't very happy now >You tried to listen to their conversation, putting your ear on front door, hearing her voice >"Sister, how could you do this to him? What was in your mind?" >"It was just my mother's instinct, I couldn't let him stand there with an erection" >Erection, is that what your mom helped you with? >"*sigh*, Celestia, you can't make him intercourse with you just because you're in heat" >"I know, dear sister, and I probably shouldn't do it" >"Did you use any spell or force him to..." >"I WILL NEVER DO SUCH A THING TO MY SON, SISTER" >"Calm down, am I the only one who knows about this?" >"...yes" >There was a silence until you hear them trotting towards the door >You regained your posture, >The doors opened, revealing auntie and mommy >"I'm not going to tell anypony about this, but I don't want you either do it again" >Auntie's stern voice echoed throught your ears "Mommy, why auntie doesn't want to tell anypony" >"Well, sweetie, your aunt is just jealous about us having fun" >"SISTER" Luna yell at her >You snickered, your mom giggling as well >"Come on, sister, don't you want to have fun too?" Your mother wing gently coated Luna's back >"Sister, I-I can't do such a thing!" She tried to escape her hold, but no avail >"Just relax, dear sister, nopony is going to know" >"I-I...I d-don't...." Her lips trembled as sweat poured down on her forehead >You and your auntie care about each other just like your mom >Everytime you get hurt, she would help you and tell you that everything is going to be okay >Everytime you had a nightmares, she would try everything to make you had perfects dream >You always had lunch and dinner with her and your mom, and it feel like you're will be always connected to them >You love your auntie >And now, you stand there, full naked in front of her, in your bedroom, her body lying on the bed, a bit anxious >"Sweetie, I'm gonna teach you something special. You can make auntie Luna feel better if you play with her lips, just like with mommy" >"Sister, are you sure about this...?" >Auntie was really concern about this >Mommy told you this was her first time, and she wanted to be perfect >You did, again, as she told you >Luna was watching you carefully >You started, carefully rubbing her lips with the index finger >She moaned as you both of your fingers gently touched her most private place >After some rubs, her lips became more moist and wet just like your mom's ones >You remember what mommy told you about, use your tongue, so you stopped rubbing >When your tongue made contact, her moans became even more louder >Her hips started bucking against your tongue, telling you to don't stop >Her nectar was like more sweet, even if your tongue got tired, you didn't stop >As you were eating her up, her nectar supply feeling like it was endless, she screamed to the sky >"OH SWEET CELESTIA!" >Celestia was sweet indeed, but your aunt was even sweetier! >Her lips trembled until a big torrent of fluids errupted from her, staining your bed's silk >You stopped, licking your lips clean, admiring your work >Her whole 'private zone' was completely soaked in her fluids >Luna was breathless as her chest rised and dropped, her tongue rolling out off >"Well done, sweetie" Your mom congrats you, kissing your forehead >You just smiled at her, nodding slowly. ======================================================================================================================== >You are 16 year old Anon, son of Celestia and Son of Suns. >It's mourning in Canterlor, and you've just woken up. >If the bird's chirping outside is anything to go by, you've not overslept and up nice and early. >Your eyes are still closed. The silk of your bedsheets and the warmth seeping into your body from them is too nice to give up. >You don't want to get up, pun unfortunately there is a spider here, trying to wake you. >It's about 6'2, and has four legs, an extremely curvy body, and huge hips. >All complimented by double Ds, and caring compassionate eyes. >You liked your mother's eyes a lot, they made you feel happy and safe. 'Good morning, mum.' >'Good morning, sweetie.' >You felt her rose above you, you didn't need to open your eyes to fell where she was. >Her hands were resting either side of your head, and her legs were slightly spread around yours. >A kiss on your forehead made you feel happy. >'Wakey wakey son.' 'Mum, it's Sunday, there is nothing to do today, why can't I stay in?' >'Because I don't like where you're not near to me.' >Right in the feels. >She always did this. >If you so much as blinked, she's stick a knife in your heart and twist it until you were asleep in her arms or something else that made you feel like you were 5. >She'd never let you grow up, and you damn well knew it. >You opened your eyes. >Instantly you were met with powerful purple eyes, they almost made you winch in pain, but as usual, you then felt calm. >'Like what you see sweetie?' 'What do you mean, mum?' >Then you looked down, and saw. >She was naked, completely bare. >You couldn’t see much past her chest flesh, but that didn't bother you. >She had perfect firm tits, strong and pink. >You had a rising desire to suck on her tits till you passed out, and you and her knew it. >'I've got a little present for my special little boy.' >You tried to say something but were silenced when she moved her finger over your mouth and shhhed you. >'Just let mommy handle it, dear.' >Slowly she pealed the cover off you, revealing your growing erection. >'You even slept naked for mommy, aww my special little boy.' >Yep, never growing up. you even had a slight blush at that. >She was eyeing your manhood, which was at full mast. >Lust in her eyes and a smile on her face tells you she has something special in store for you. 'Ahhh.' >She had grabbed the base of your erection firmly with one hand. >It was heaven. >She had a warm feeling on her hand that warmed your manhood too, and she grabbed it tight enough to feel good, but not enough to hurt. >Her skin was smooth and perfect, even if dry. >'Aww, does my little angel like when mommy makes him happy?' >You didn't say anything but your moan confirmed it. >Slowly, she began to pulse up and down on your cock, sending small bursts of pleasure down it. >With her free hand, she cupped your testicles, slowly massaging them, with a circular rhyme. >'Now sweetie, I want you to make a big load for mommy, I'll help you make it too.' >You didn't hear that, you were too far away. >She continued with her hand, increasing the speed, ever so slightly every three tugs. >You were trying to suppress the moans, but they were escaping you anyhow. >When Celestia hear them, she increased the speed even higher. >Her massaging on your balls, had warmed them up, more so then your shaft. >They felt heavy and full in your mother's hands, and you knew she had done that on purpose. >She clearly wanted your liquid love, and lots of it. >More and more she increased the speed. >More and more you moaned and bucked your hips. >It felt weird though. >You felt the best you'd had ever felt. >Your whole genitalia was in mother's soft hands, and she was doing wonders with them. >She was making you feel so good, her soft warm hands, milking your cock. >Her massage on your testes was making you cross eyed. >You where under her compete control. >Under your mother's guidance. >And you loved every minute of it. >You were getting close now, you could feel it. >Your cock was throbbing in your mother's hands and she could feel it too. >For the last time, she increase speed. >Up and down at a lightning pace.. >The as the best you'd ever felt. >Her hands did this, she made you feel like this. >The pleasure in your mind was overwhelming. >And with your eyes crossed, panting like an animal, and under your mother's whim, you lost to her hand. >Quickly, Celestia felt you have one final big throb. >She knew what that meant. And she acted fast. >Pulling her soft silk panties from across the floor using magic. >She wrapped your cock in it, like a scrunched up newspaper. >She then closed her hands tightly around it, as her son came into her hands. >It felt amazing, Celestia's panties around your cock. >You didn't notice 'Them' as much as you noticed the fabric. >It was warmer then mother's hands, and even tighter. >You never wanted to take your cock out. >You came straight into her panties, loosing control of your body. >Spurt after spurt stained the fabric with your heavy seed, and Celestia' s prize. >Your balls twitched and shrunk as they were commanded by Celestia's hands to release themselves. >And that they did, right into her hands. >Her panties were well and truly stained now, they had gained about 1KG from your seed. >You came back into focus just long enough to look down at your mother. >'That's a good boy, just let go, let mommy do everything.' >On your final spurt, you let out a heavy moan and fell back down on the bed. >Celestia unwrapped the panties from your shaft, feeling the weight they had gained and the dark white colour of them >You looked on, thinking it was funny had most of what she had in her hand was in you a moment ago. >Slowly Celestia lowered the panties to the floor. >Putting both feet in, she began o pull them up her slender legs. >Past her ankles, then her knees. then final. >Snap >You seed soaked panties adorned your mother ============================================================================================================================= >"For the heinous crime of knocking Prince Anonymous down and causing him to suffer several boo-boos and ouchies, I Princess Celestia, Ruler of the sun, sentence the former Prince Blueblood to be stripped of his lands and banished from Equestria from now until the end of his days." "B-But it was an accident! I didn't-" >"Silence criminal! I also decree that a measure of your wealth shall be used to buy Prince Anonymous an ice cream to aid his convalescence." >Blueblood for once is his life is at a loss for words, not noticing the young prince watching him from the corner of the throne room. ==================================================================================================================================== > No mare is good enough for Celestia's little human child. > She has been secretly making Twilight into what she thinks to be the perfect mare for her son all this time. > The years of training, the years of friendship lessons, and Twilight's change to becoming a Alicorn were all for her to become the perfect mare for her son. > Day finally comes for her and her son to date. > Twilight and Anon are a perfect match. > Momlestia beomes more jealous the more Anon talks about her. > Momlestia finally realizes she wanted her boy all along. > Conflicts and sex happen. >Momlestia beomes more jealous the more Anon talks about her. "You were right, mum, the shy and nerdy ones really are crazy sluts in the bedroom! We did it eight times last night and only stopped when my dick started getting numb, isn't that neat?" >"Y-Yes, sweetheart that's-" "Did I mention that Twilight's trying to teach me to the history of modern magic theory? She keeps giving me pop quizzes and rewards me by sucking my dick for thirty seconds for every right answer." >"Anon, perhaps we should refrain from having this conversation at the breakfast table, hmm? Your Aunty Luna has that distant look in her eyes again." >Anon can't stand Twilight as she's too much what Celestia wanted. Makes lists of everything, follows a schedule Celestia would approve of.. even when to have sex and how. >Anon has always liked being with his Aunt Luna. She doesn't have a problem with age after all, like with Pip. >Meanwhile, Auntie Lulu has been dream dating/fucking Anon since he could have wet dreams (as she was his wet dream) and Anon has never connected the dots as to that really is Luna in his dream not just a dream. >He has been too shy to speak up about it to Mother or Luna. >When Celestia announces the arranged marriage officially it becomes a race against time for Luna to try to change Celestia's mind while trying to get Twilight away from Anon and tell him how she feels. >Twilight shows up on the palace steps the day of the wedding >"Ahem..I'm heeere~!" >A crow caw's in the distance >"..Uhm..knock knock?..hellooo?" >She curiously places her ear against the door and hears muffled noises >Something very physical is taking place just on the other side of those doors >"ANONYMOUS, THE PRINCESSES, T-THEY COULD BE IN DANGER!!" >Full Mental Purple bursts through the doors, horn aglow ready to disperse any wouldbe attackers >"Princesses', Anon! T-the door wouldn't open and I he-...oh..o-oh my.." >Before her right in the throne rooms foyer, is a tangled mass of limbs & wings aglow with yellow & blue >'F-FUCK, YEAH MOM, OH..OH FUCK, AUNTIE LUNA..' >Mom sticks her head out of the pile licking fluids from her lips >Yeah it's not happening, Twilight, my son has decided to keep it all in the family, ya dig? Take a hike. ===================================================================================================================================== >You tell yourself it was worth it. To keep the most precious thing in Equestria alive. >No not your life, the life of your adopted son. >No, your son. Your personal sun. >Seeing him laying there, bleeding in ways nopony should ever bleed broke you. >Not Discord nor Tartarus shattered you like this. >You cried open unashamed tears that ran endlessly down your muzzle. >Anon was clutching at your hoof feebly, surrounded by fabrics stained an ugly crimson. >They were white as your immaculate hide not an hour before. Anon was only still alive, barely due to you. >Pouring this much energy into him wasn't a good idea but you ran out of those long ago. >You were selfish for one fleeting moment, the thought of losing your own sun brought raw and endless terror to vice your soul. >You did what you were never supposed to do. >You gave everything to your son. >Everything. Every scrap of divine will and celestial strength you focused into the prone body of your child. >You weren't supposed to, not until another unicorn came forth and showed the strength and knowledge to take up the mantle of leadership from you. >Part of you briefly wondered if there ever would of been such a pony. >Too late now. >The chamber they had placed your son in erupted into blindingly pure light. Enough to render any being permanently sightless in its radiance. >Guards groaned as they tried to hide their eyes while their amour started to melt, attendants and healers shrieking as their robes caught fire or glass flasks evaporated in their hooves. >You saw it all calmly, watching in an almost detached curiosity. They burned and thrashed and died. >Your son stirred slowly, health and vigor creeping back into his flesh with agonizing slowness. >Yours began to leave you, flesh wizening and stretching taut with thick black lines making dizzying arrays of cracks along your once flawless coat. >You smiled, feeling the strange sensation of air on your gums and teeth cooled by open air. >As your brilliant mane lost its luster to muted greys and tangled ends, Anon's hair started to shift to your colors. >It flared briefly and you saw the same familiar hues that once greeted you every morning. >Even his eyes changed, fluttering open to stare openly at you with indentical blue irises. >You said nothing, trying to force cracked and dissected lips into a smile. It had far too much teeth in it. >Anon sat up slowly, reaching out with his strange hands to cup your pock marked face, keeping his gaze level with yours >Eventually he whispered a single question, "Why?" >You didn't hesitate, trying vainly to press a shredded cheek into his warm, softly glowing palm. "Because you are my sunshine." >Anon shook his head slowly, painfully slowly as he slid off the bed and stood on renewed legs. >His arms found their way around your neck, skin sagging slightly as the results of your decision started to slow. >Your withered wings enveloped him, grey feathers turning to black as some fluttered to the ground. >Your grinning smile tried to soften as drying ducts tried to find enough lubrication to shed tears. >Anon regarded you for a moment before pressing his cheek to yours. >"Don't take my sunshine away from me." ================================================================================================================================ >You are Anon >And right now you're trying to have dinner with your mother, Celestia, and Twilight and her friends >It's not going so well. >At least it isn’t for you. >Rarity asks you “Are you alright darling? You’re looking rather drab all of a sudden.” >You notice now that all of the six friends are looking at you in worry as if you were going to be sick. >You don’t blame them, that’s exactly what you were feeling like. >But it’s not because you’re sick. >You can't help but be blushing furiously as your entire face goes red hot. >Damn your mother. Damn her to… wherever it is that bad ponies go. >Twilight just simply asked what you and Celestia were doing yesterday. >And she just HAD to answer truthfully. >Well, sort of. >"Oh I was just straddling around with my dear Anon yesterday, having a nice time with him as we got to know each other a little bit better" >At that point, she looked at you with half-lidded eyes. >You knew exactly what she was talking about >You knew no one else knew, but you couldn’t conceal your embarrassment anyway. >Celestia had caught you in your room with a concealed boner as she was asking what you wanted to do later last night. >You were just trying to have a peaceful fap session to a hidden copy of "PlayColt" that you had around for your... needs. >Apparently you finally became attracted to equines after being here four years. >You were sixteen, you needed to fuck badly. >Apparently, your mother agreed quite enthusiastically when she saw you in your current state. >”Shh, baby it’ll be okay. Let me help you…” she had said. >”I’ll help you enjoy yourself” she had said. >And you did. >She straddled with you as she admitted >With… clothes? >No, definitely without clothes. >Even after the fact you couldn’t realistically believe that it happened. >She constantly berated you to call her "mommy" as she fucked you relentlessly over the hour or so of your “bonding time.” >She made you fuck her even after your first...and second ejaculation by using some funky boner spell. >You didn’t feel like it was wrong at all at the time. >Even if it is your own mother, a thousand year old goddess of the mother fucking sun. >If you ever made it back home to earth you can brag that you literally fucked god. >Wait a second, aren't I... >Oh fuck I'm still in the pres- >"ANON!" >Apparently, you're on the floor with all your blood rushed into your face and you sort of passed out >Twilight apparently was the one calling your name as everyone was rushing by your side >Celestia just stood off to the side while the rest of the gang crowded around you. >Smiling. >"Oh, don't worry Twilight, he's fine. He's just been a little bit ill" Celestia said cooly. >"Oh? With what? I know all sorts of poultices to cure all sorts of sickness!" she said enthusiastically >Typical Twilight nerdgasm. >"Oh don't worry, it's just a fever. Although for him, he tends to have a bit more blood rush to his head when he has to think too hard about past events that were... emotional" she smiled, making sure to look in your eyes again seductively. >onlythedeadcanknowpeacefromsuchevils.png >You couldn't move, you were enraptured by her eyes. >Those beautiful eyes that you had stayed in contact with the entire time you pounded her last night. >"That's certainly an odd disease..." Twilight started but stopped short. >She would never call bullshit on the princess, she respected her too much >Maybe a bit of fear that she'd deny her or something that Twilight always worries about. >"I know. But I'll make sure I get his blood flowing..." mother started. >She leaned in downward to you ear. >"...elsewhere." >She kissed you on the cheek. >You murmered something in acknowledgement, a squeak almost. >You were fully paralyzed now even after gaining consciousness again. >You could feel your dick beginning to grow as the blood began flowing to it. >Fuck, it was on cue to her words. >The six other surrounding ponies just looked down at you confused. >Your eyes were locked on only Celestias. >"Well, howya gonna do that? With a spell?" Applejack asked. >"Oh no, nothing so extravagant. I found out that he gets cleared up quite well when he get a little...exercise." >Oh god why. >…different god please. >You could feel your face burning even hotter at that. >Your boner also began to assume control. >You know it would be visible in seconds, but your paralysis was proving to be fatal. >Miraculously, Celestia knows this as she looks down at you again, and she gets you to sit up just in time for your boner to not be poking towards her sun(s) >You just look at everyone while you’re sweating bullets, hoping they didn't notice it like Celestia did. >Fluttershy looked up to Celestia and asked, "do you need any help taking care of him? I usually stick to animals but ponies are no different.” >”No, thank you Fluttershy, but thank you for the offer. He’s my adoptive son and he’s my responsibility. I’m just sorry that this interrupted our dinner,” she denied her kindly. “Though tonight while I get some rest,” she added as she looks back towards you with her damn fucking sexy eyes, “I’ll have Luna watch over him for a while, since she’s up at night anyway.” >Wait, what. >You knew she smirked at that, and you looked at her almost panicked. “I-I, u-uh, I don-“ you manage to stammer through your embarrassment. >She interrupts you with a sultry stare, ”Oh, don’t worry about your dear auntie, Anon. I’ll make sure she takes gooood care of you…” >Apparently the other ponies don’t really seem to get the message like you do. >”oooooooh it sounds like so much fun!” Pinkie exclaims, “Can I join, Can I join huh huh huh? I’ll bring balloons and streamers and cake and-“ “No no pinkie, he’ll be needing to get his rest since he is ill” Celestia countered. >Oh, as if you’d be getting any rest tonight. >“I believe he’s in capable hands. Now, since it’s getting late, you all may retire to your rooms for the night, or do whatever you please amongst yourselves. I must tend to Anon. I’ll see you in the morning.” she ended with her serene smile, a smile that could render any hidden truth invisible. >The ponies shrugged as they went off to their rooms and left the dining hall. It was now just you and your mom. >Celestia carefully enveloped you in her warm magical aura as she lifted your body and placed you onto her back into a laying position where you instinctively grabbed around her neck with your arms. “Mom why did you have to tease me like that,” you blushed. >”Oh, don’t pretend you didn’t like it, Anon baby.” >That fucking voice. That fucking sexy voice she’s using right now. >Damn it to pony hell and it’s diamond-inducing properties. >”Oh, it seems like your friend’s awake again,” she said as your dick was going into raging mode. “I-I, u-uuuuuhhh” you rambled on. >She chuckled softly, “shhh, baby, I’ll help you don’t worry. It’s what mommies are for.” You then asked “Wh-what about auntie, is she helping me out as you said?” >You knew you’d regret asking it. >”Oh of course, you always said you wanted to get to know her better.” >Your dick reached critical mass at that. >”Oh Anon, it seems like little Tom needs to be let outside to play. Don’t worry, we’ll make sure he gets plenty of exercise,” she teased. >In response you only hugged around her neck tighter, making sure to envelop yourself in her soft, godly fur coat. >She was like your little cat you had before you came to Equestria >But too bad you couldn’t fuck your cat like you did with Mom. >As she walked the rest of the way, you could feel her magic begin to work on stroking your dick through your clothes during this short intermission of getting to the bedroom. >You didn’t know if your dick could survive the night if you had to fuck both the goddesses. >But you’d be damned if you didn’t want to right now. -fin- ================================================================================================================================= >"Mommy has to go 'visit' the Minotaur Kingdoms, sweetie. When I get back I'll make it up to you with a bedtime story." What happened next? >"Mommy immolated the enemies of the Empire in the righteous flames of justice. Your auntie even skinned the Minotaur general herself! That's that new rug you saw in the dining room earlier." Do I get to...in-mer-late our enen-enenmies someday? >"When you are older, my sunshine." >'I even got you a new toy by little foal.' >Celestia pulls in the tramatized Minotaur princess wearing clothing that almost would classify as suggestive. >'She will be your new plaything from now on. now jump onto her back and gets go to dinner.' ====================================================================================================================================== >"Why don't you give Twilight a chance, Anon? She's perfect for you! Smart, generous, loyal, not to mention desperate for a male in her life that isn't kept 'hidden' in a cardboard box under her bed." >Naaaaa, she looks weird with those wings on. Besides, I don't need not other mare than yo ma! >But Maaaaaaaaaaam she's fat, smells like old people and is even more awkward then me! >Mom, she smells like old books and shame. >"Just the one date? Please, do it for me, I'll even pay for everything. I promise you'll have fun. If you treat my dear Twilight right I can almost guarantee she'll... oh, what's the term the youngsters use now days? Put out?" ================================================================================================================================== "Oh my god, mom, you never approve of any of my marefriends! What is it this time, because she's black? You disgust me, racist! I'm going to play video games in my room! >"Anon, it's Chrysi, why haven't you been keeping in touch? Also I didn't get your last child support payment. Anon, please, I know you're afraid of your mother finding out about us but I can raise these kids by myself! >Your pittance is in the mail you shapeshifting roach. >"I can't feed my children, YOUR grandchildren with THESE!" >"Mom, I'm leaving Canterlot and heading to the Badlands to be with my girlfriend. I messed up big time and I won't let them grow up without a father figure. Sweetheart, I raised you to be a lot of things. A faggot white knight is NOT one of them. In any case, I'd insist you wait for a paternity test, they're fucking CHANGElings. >"I'm sure this decision has absolutely nothing to do with the fact she has a three foot long prehensile tongue and that she can tie cherry stems with it, hmm?" ===================================================================================================================================== >Be Celestia >You never liked Anon's choice in mares. >He would bring home a different ones, but they acted all the same. >Why couldn't he just pick a quality mare like Twilight? >You have tried to talk with him, but he would try to argue that you were old fashioned. >After a while, you chose to let him figure out he was wrong. >After all, you are always right. >Be Anon >You love how your gf Chrysalis keeps teasing your mom by being a different mare every night. ============================================================================================================================== We need a nice feels story about Celestia and Anon huddling around a fire together in a blizzard. >The freezing wind bites at you as your mother holds you close under one of her wondrously soft wings. >Looking down at the small fire in front of you, you can't help but feel the bile rise in your throat, the burning body of the late Twilight Sparkle your only source of life giving heat in this frigid wilderness. >True, there were those who would judge you for what you had done but as you feel the warmth returning to your frostbitten fingers you can't find it in you to care. >What were you supposed to, die of cold? >Who were they to judge you anyway? >You'd done what you'd had to in order to survive, nothing more. >Neither Twilight nor your mother couldn't create fire out of nothing, they needed something to work with, and neither could teleport to get help without a reference as to roughly where they were in relation to where they wanted to get to. >No two ways about it, you were hopelessly lost. >You needed to make a fire and without kindling or anything else burnable of any kind at your disposal you'd been left with only one option. >It was over in an instant. >Twilight had been facing away from you, peering into the whiteout of the blizzard searching for a landmark. >You'd clubbed her over the head with a rock, killing her immediately. >Your mother was horrified at first but quickly realised the body provided the fuel needed for a life preserving fire. >"Anonymous... This secret dies here with us... do I make myself clear?" >You nod. >Just then your stomach rumbles, reminding you that you hadn't eaten in more than a day. >Looking down at the charred remains of your once friend you can't help but find the smell of cooked flesh coming from the sizzling pony mouth watering. >As if reading your mind your mother turns her head away and closes her eyes. >"Do what you must... I can't watch." ============================================================================================================================== "And they all lived happily ever after. The end." >Celestia smiles broadly and levitates the book back onto the shelf before closing her eyes and leaning forwards towards the figure lying in bed. "Now mummy will make you happy with her mouth to help you relax and go to sleep." >Luna's eyes widen in shock as Celestia brings her muzzle to her crotch. >"Sister!" >Celestia's flinches back, realising she'd been trying to fellate something that wasn't there. "Oh... I am sorry, Luna, it was merely force of habit." >Luna snorts in annoyance before getting up from the bed. >"We still cannot believe you and our dear nephew did THAT. Now if you're finished living out your ridiculous urge to mother, I have duties to attend to." >Watching her sister make her way out of Anon's old room, Celestia waited a few moments before pulling a banana from a drawer in the bedside cabinet. >After peeling it she licks it from base to tip before shoving the entire length into her mouth and moaning softly. >A minute passes before the princess withdraws the fruit with a sigh. "It's just not the same." ============================================================================================================================== Anon was not love during childhood. >"How many time to I have to tell you to go to bed‽" "B-But mummy I had a bad dre-" >"I don't care about this excuses now go to your room this instant and leave me alone!" >Wiping away his tears Anon sniffs. "Who's that colt in your bed?" >"I won't ask you again, Anon. Now you go to your room this instant or you don't get any dinner tomorrow." >"It's okay, dear Anon, you're safe with me. Do you want to tell me about your bad dream? Don't worry about my sister, she's just... stressed. You can always count on me to protect you." A-auntie Luna... why is mommy being so mean? Who is that man in her bed? >"Hush now little one and don't concern yourself with such things." "But-" >"I think I know a certain young prince that would like his aunty to tell him a bedtime story." "Yeah!" >Anon's stomach chose that moment to let out a loud grumble. >"Are you hungry? D-Did my sister not feed you today?" >Anon shook his head nervously, knowing that usually if he asked for food he'd get an annoyed glare and a lecture about what a burden he was. >"Unbelievable... Never fear, we shall go to the kitchens and have the chefs prepare you whatever your heart desires." "Even ice cream?" >"Yes, yes of course, dear one, especially ice cream and after that you shall spend the night in my chambers." >"Like a sleep over?" >Luna chuckled and nuzzled her nephew affectionately. >"Exactly," said Luna before adding in a soft whisper as if talking to herself, "at least there you'll be safe." "Huh?" >"Nothing, dear, now lets get you some ice cream." By the time Anon's in his twenties he's become so accustomed to abuse and constant beatings that he's become desensitized to violence and works as a "problem solver" for his mother when the elements and friendship just won't cut it. Think along the lines of the most hardened war vets combined with Anton Chigurh. >"Anonymous?" "What is it, mother?" >"There's been another dragon infestation in Ponyville... Can you-" "Fine" >Groaning, you lift yourself from your bed and grab your supplies >Bow, quiver, sword, armor >After you slide your helmet into place, you hear the hoofsteps of your mother approaching >Not Celestia, who claimed to be your mother, but Luna, the one that practically raised you >"Anonymous..." "It'll be okay, Auntie. It's just another dragon, I've taken down close to 38 by now" >"Promise us that you shall return safe." "I promise, Auntie" >You glide an armored hand through her ethereal mane as you said that >"Prince Anonymous! Your express chariot has arrived!" A guardspony yells "I need to go now, Auntie" >"Yes, Anon. I understand." >You turn around and walk to the chariot, already planning what cake to buy your auntie from Pinkie's bakery after you slay the dragon >Maybe a red velvet ============================================================================================================================== >"No" "Aww, Why not?" >"Anonymous, you're not allowed to banish the Duke's son to the Everfree Forest because he made your friend cry" "But she didn't deserve it! What kind of pony picks on a girl who was just minding her own business? >"I'm not saying what he did wasn't wrong, but ruining a persons life over a slight is a misuse of your royal authority" "Mom, think about! You could have a revolt on your hands! What if the commoners hear your nobles have been terrorizing their daughters?" >"Anon, please don't blow things out of proportion like that. My word is final. "But I should do something! He's a jerk! >"Maybe he was just having a bad day, Sunshine. You and your marefriend should calm down and talk to him about it. Try to be friendly to him. You might have a lot in common" "She's not my marefriend mom, Regalia is just a filly I know" >"Just try to turn the other cheek once in a while, Sweety. Please? For your Mother? "FINE. For you... I guess." >"Good. If you learn anything be sure to tell me about it at dinner!" " 'Kay...You got an extra key to the dungeons?" >What? Um yes right here, but...why do you need...Oh no" "Thanks Mom, I'm just going to go release him and then me and Regalia will ask him why he kicked her" >"You put the Dukes son in the Dungeon!?" "Well I needed to put him somewhere to await judgement for his crimes" >"What?" "Well I couldn't put in the stockades. His head was small enough to slip out!" >"Anon, I- "Seeya Mom! Thanks for the advice!" >... >"I fear about the youth of this age sometimes" =================================================================================================================================== >With a wicked grin you lean low over the cowering form of what once was a pony, now a mere shadow of its former self. >Struggling against the chains that bind it to the stone alter, the recently deceased looks up for your pleadingly and attempts to beg for mercy, or at least what you assume was mercy. >Honestly seeing as one of your pets had taken it upon itself to claw out this particular shade's larynx it was hard to make out anything beyond gurgles. >The souls of the damned were always a pitiful sight to behold, even for you. >Their 'flesh' hung off them in bloody strips and their wounds festered as their bodies decayed, yet death was a release they would not find in your infernal domain. >Though lacking physical bodies in the literal sense, their essence would invariably retain the form they had possessed during life. >Quite why this was was a mystery to even yourself, but you guessed that it may be the case that the tormented souls fallen from grace tried to cling to the familiar as some form of comfort from their unenviable fate. >Regardless of the reason it nevertheless gave you ample opportunity to inflict a little suffering of your own. >You could never overestimate the importance of the personal touch. >With a gauntleted hand you smother the damned's mouth to silence it's cries of terror. "First I'm going to cut out your spleen, then I'm going to replace it with live rats and seal you up again." >You take a great pride in your work and you like to think there's none that know true fear better than yourself, but then you do have experience on your side after all. >For what seems like an eternity you've ruled over the fiery abyss and all those that failed in life to show the graces that would have spared them this hideous fate. >Loyalty, generosity and all the other virtues your mother touted. >Truly there was no more evil being in all of existence than you. >You who had judged both kings and paupers, you who had made empires crumble, you who had cut the one o'clock lunch break by twenty minutes. "I wonder how long it will take them to chew their way out?" >Picking up a knife you bring it to the shade's eye, pressing the blade gently against it's cheek. "Don't think that will be the end of it either, oh no. I'm going to preserve your senses to the very end so you're fully lucid for every twinge of agony." >Again the shade attempts to desperately free itself from its bonds to no avail. "Then I'll cut off your ears.... pluck out your eyes. You'll be nothing more than-" >You're interrupted by the door of your Chamber of Torment/bedroom opening. >"Anonymous, darling, are you in there?" >Oh by the eternal flame it's your mother! >Swiftly you cast a blanket over the soul still chained to the alter, the fortunate accursed having been spared you malediction for the time being. >Sticking her head in through your door, your mother smiles upon seeing you. >"There you are, my darling, I was beginning to think I'd missed you and you were out." >Out? As in not here? Now that's not like you at all. "You know as well as I do that I can only set foot outside this realm once a decade or when I'm summoned." >You mother confidentially strides into your room and wraps you in a hug, seemingly unperturbed by your bloody visage or the wails of despair and anguish flooding through the now open door. >You can't help but feel slightly annoyed by this. >What's the point of being super hardcore and edgy if nobody even seems to notice or care? >"Yes, and I might add that your aunty was very upset that you were unable to visit her on her birthday last year." "Don't blame me, it's not my fault we had a sudden influx of sinners!" >Your mother frowns at you. >"Now don't take that tome with me, mister." >You look away and mumble out an apology. "Sorry." >"What was that?" >You groan loudly. "I said I'm sorry, gah!" >You accursed mother smiles sweetly at you and kisses you on the cheek. >"That's okay dear, now how about showing me around? It's been ever so long since I've visited." >You chuckle nervously, knowing that you haven't cleaned the Hall of Falsifiers in almost a year and you can't even remember the last time the Spire of Lust was vacuumed. >At that very moment the shade that'd you'd covered over chose to let out a moan. >You blush as your mother smirks at you. >"I'm not interrupting something, am I?" >What exactly are you supposed to say to that? "N-No." >"You don't need to be embarrassed about having mares over you know." >Now that you think about it the shade had looked vaguely female, though it was hard to tell under the blood and sores that covered its body. "It's... for work." >"And how about that building over there sweetie? The one with the crucified griffons by the doors and the heads on spikes on the roof?" >Anon sighs deeply. "That? I told you last time you were here, that's the Palace of Gluttony." >Your mother squints at the building in the distance. >"But... It says 'cafeteria, employees only' above the door." "Well yeah, if you want to get technical about it." >"This meal is absolutely delicious, sweetheart, what is it? "I-It's evil apple and malicious couscous-bulgur salad." >Your mother raises an eyebrow at your stutter before adopting a concerned look. >Oh crap, you can't let her find out there's a succubus fellating you below the table! "Oh... it's just a little cramp." >By the accused pit you're about to have your dark spirit exorcised. >Any second now! >"Maybe you should stand up and walk around a little, dear?" >It's no good, you're no match for the lust demon's nefarious skill. "Oh fuuu-" >"Anon, are you sure it wouldn't be best to stand up and stretch you leg?" >Sweet release! "Nah... I'm fine." >Stupid succubus. >The always do this when they want a promotion. >"Well if you're sure you're okay. Now why don't you introduce me to your friend under the table? >Fuck. ====================================================================================================================================== >"So, how was your day at school, sweetie?" "A boy pushed me off the seesaw." >"And what is this boy's name?" "Featherweight." >"HE'S A FUCKING DEAD MAN! I'LL CUT HIS BALLS OFF AND FEED THEM TO HIS FUCKING MOTHER! HE'LL SHOW MY BOY SOME FUCKING RESPECT!" Reminded me of this old track. I'm imagining all four princesses sitting around a table and shouting 'respect'. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kvi7hcgc4yI ======================================================================================================================================= >"Oh, Anon, why can't you date a nice mare for once? A mare like- "I swear if you say Twilight 'special snowflake' Sparkle I'll set fire to the entire West Wing of the palace." >"What? No! I was going to suggest... Uh." "Well? I'm waiting." (Subtle time skip) >"Luna, I have a teeny favour to ask." "What is it, dear sister?" >"Well, how do I put this? I need you to disguise yourself as an ordinary pony and accompany Anon on a date?" "A date with our dear nephew? For what purpose?" >"I promise to explain everything once you get back." "You're being unusually clandestine, with us, Tia." >"I know, I'm sorry, but will you do it?" "Very well." >"I owe you for this Luna and I won't forget it." "But what, may we ask, are we to do if Anon attempts relations with us?" >"Oh uh...I'll leave that to your own discretion provided you let him down gently." (Subtle time skip) >"Luna, how could you? With your own nephew!" "H-He was very persuasive!" ====================================================================================================================================== >Jumping out from the shadows behind a great column in the Throne room, Anon plunged the knife into his aunty's throat, a great spout of blood erupting forth from the wound as the nocturnal princess recoiled in shock. >The two nobles that had been following her could do nothing but stand in abstract horror as the young prince plunged his dagger again and again into the princess' neck. >A slow chuckle rose from Anon as his aunty collapsed to the floor, her lifeblood flowing freely onto the cold marble floor. >Soon his laughter rose to raucous guffawing as he was bent over nearly double holding his stomach. "Oh man, I got you good, Aunty!" >The two nobles, still horrified by what they had just witnessed, watched in morbid curiosity as before their eyes the pool of blood was seemingly absorbed back into the princess' body and her fatal wounds healed leaving no sign of scarring, her flesh knitting together through some divine quality. >After no more than a few moments the Night goddess rose from the floor and regarded her nephew with a smirk, trying to hold in chuckles of her own. >"Indeed you did, though this does of course mean a 'prank war' shall be declared." I really like the idea of Anon being essentially immortal thanks to his mother and pulling pranks on his aunty and she on him. Things like cyanide in her tea, or thermite in his underpants, or IED's under the mattress that while they would be fatal to all others are merely good natured jokes to them and their godly healing abilities. >"Look, nephew, for we art fellating thee!" "Ha! Funny joke, aunty." >"Indeed, see how we can suppress our gag reflex?" "That's real neat. Man, this would be really sexy if it wasn't meant as a prank. "Durka Allah, Muhammad jihad." >Luna looks curiously at the strange wired device her nephew was holding. >It seemed to her to be a button of some kind. >"Dear Anon, we cannot understand a word you're saying." >Anon looks to his aunty before ripping off his shirt revealing his explosive suicide vest. "Allahu akbar, aunty!" >"Wha-" >They say the following explosion could be heard all the way to Ponyville and that it took almost six months to repair the Eastern long gallery. ======================================================================================================================================= "The Pie!" >*AHEM* >You screamed like a filly and turned towards the intruder >"So Anon, tell me, WHY are you in my room?" >You were to shocked to answer >"Answer me." >*Oh shit it! I'm so fucked!* >Being the clever and smart Anon you were, you gave a sly remark as your answer 'Uhhh I plea the 5th?' >Her eyes narrowed and you were then levitated into the air and brought to her face >You are Anon, and boy were you hungry >Rumor had it that somewhere in Luna's room, she had a secret stash of the best Moon Pie's to ever exist >Being hungry as fuck you decided you'd have a look for said pies in her room >Though ponies talk about the last one who tried getting a taste of her Moon Pies >Said pony is supposedly in a coma, that was five months ago >But hey your Luna's best-friend! She wouldn't mind right? >Oh how wrong you were >While Luna was out one night doing some princess duties you took the opportunity, and went searching >Try and try you did >They were just no where to be found >You tried pulling books, pushing the walls, anything, for all you knew it was a secret button somewhere >Thats when you looked to one of her draws to the right >As you approached you opened it and gasped on what you saw 'What the fuck.....are these socks?' you said while lifting out a pair of grey and blue striped socks >Being the curious fucker you were, you started rummaging through the contents only reviewing more and more 'things' 'Underwear...... Lingerie!?!' >You blushed profusely at this and closed the draw >Shivering slightly you were just about to move on, until the clearing of a throat could be heard >And this is where you are now >"Anon. I will only ask of thee once more, why were thou in our room?" >*Oh shit she's talking in the 'we' again.....that can only mean one thing....* >She was mad or excited..... >Sadly she took your silence as being defiant >"Are thou stupid? You dare not answer your princess?!?" >You quickly moved to defuse the situation 'L-Luna! I was ju-' >"And don't dare lie to we peasant!" >*Well shit. Either way I'm fucked* >Giving a sigh you prepared for your last words 'I was hoping to get a taste of your delicious Moon Pie.....' >Luna gasped and dropped you from her magic in shock >You looked up to her in surprise only to see her blushing a very deep red, anger still in her eyes >You were confused by this and was about to question your luck until >A huge blast of magic was shot next to you missing you barely >"YOU BUCKING PERVERT!" she said in the 'Royal Canterlot Voice' >She was shooting constant beams of magic at you, whilst you ran all around the room screaming 'L-Luna! Calm down I was only here to try your Moon Pie!!' >She roared this time and increased her firing tenfold >"PERVERT!? Is that why YOU were looking into my draw as well?!" >A bolt shot over your head singeing the top of your hair off >*Fuck! She's actually using harmful magic?!* 'I thought the Moon Pies were in there!!' >You ran to the door, barely realizing it was ajar slightly >The door slammed shut with so much force you could of sworn the hinges came off >"What.....do you mean you thought the 'Moon Pies' were in there?" >She sounded calmer but the anger was still there 'I thought they were in there....you know? Those delicious Moon Pies you have? The chocolately and marshmallowly ones?' >Luna's face turned from one of anger, to embarrassment and understanding >"O-Ohhhh that Moon Pie...." >You looked to her as if she was insane 'Of course! What did you thi-' >*Ohhhh* >You started blushing along with her and waved your hands back and forth 'I didn't mean it like that! You know i'm not th-' >She placed a hoof over your mouth silencing you >"Save us both the embarrassment Anon and let us forget this..." >You gave a nod in return >"*ahem* Uhh yes you wanted to try my Moon Pies? You could of asked idiot!" >*Seriously?* 'But the guards told me that the last pony to try and taste one you knocked him into a coma for months!' >Luna sighed at this and face hooved >"Heheh lets just say I thought said pony meant the other thing.....good thing your good at dodging ehh?" >She said with nervous giggles 'Uhh yea....' >"Yes, anyways *ahem*, would you like a try my Moon Pie then?" >You blushed at this leading to Luna blush as well >"I should really change the name huh....." she said with a groan 'Yes you should, for everyone's sake...' >The noise of magic could be heard and out of no were a single Moon Pie was levitated in front of you >"I only share with my family or closest friends, being as your both! Go ahead eat up!" she said with a smile >Finally! The legendary Moon Pie! >Preparing yourself you took a big bite >The taste was orgasmic and you could of sworn you moaned in pleasure >Luna smiled all the same though >"Glad you liked it Anon! Now please go....I need to do some...'stuff'" 'Stuff?' >"Yes.....DON'T QUESTION YOUR PRINCESS!" >And with that you were levitated and out the room all in a second >When the daze of being moved like that so fast you began walking to the throne room 'Huh, wonder what she meant by stuff?' =================================================================================================================================== "Uh, mum... I sort of need your help." >"Anon? Where are you calling from? The signal is terrible." "Yeah... I'm kinda dead and in Tartarus." >"Tartarus‽ What happened." "Nothing much, except the whole dying thing." >"My poor baby." "Don't worry about me, but I do need your help. The guy in charge down here is a total ass and he's talking about flaying the flesh from my bones as punishment for my sins. D'ya think you could pull a few strings and have me released with a new body? My last one was sort of... exploded." ==================================================================================================================================== >Shouting. >Agonized voices filled your ears. >The wails of a grieving mother. >The helpless stares of the onlookers. >You do not see them, but you feel them. >You remember them. >What do you remember? >... >... >You remember nothing. >Who are you? >You don't quite remember. Thoughts are difficult enough to grasp, let alone memories. >Except one memory. >Agonized wails. >Shrieks of absolute dread and sorrow. >Disbelieving cries to get up. >Please get up, she shouted. >Who was she? >You don't... remember. >You're tired. It is time to rest. >You try to close your eyes, before remembering you had no eyes to close. >You had eyes at one point? >Who are you? What are you? >... >... >You remember nothing. >Fatigue. >It is time to rest. >You stir. >Sensation fills your body. >The cool cobblestone floor touches your skin. >Air, so cold, wraps around your body. >You shiver. >You try to open your eyes, but the lids are too heavy. >You shake. You try to scream, but nothing but a pathetic inaudible mewl comes out. >"...Anonymous?" >A voice, so soft yet so loud fills your ears. Disbelieving, hopeful. Who owns this voice? You swear you've heard it before. >"Anonymous, sweetie is that you? Are you there?" >Anonymous... who is Anonymous? Is this voice referring to you? >You don't remember any voices referring to you before... >...You remember nothing. >You hear a choked sob. >"W-why... why won't you-you come back to me..." >You shiver again. Your eyelids tremble as they lift ever so slightly. >A cold stone ceiling lays above you. >"Why w-won't it work?" >You try to make sound. You try to scream. You try to cry. You try to do anything. >But rather than any of that, all that comes out of your throat is an incredibly soft, weak voice. Barely audible. "...Mommy." >You remember now. >The soft, sad voice. The voice of your mother. >...Who is your mother again? >"...Sunshine?" >Hope. So much hope was in that one word. >You feel something warm and furry touch one of your arms. >"Anonymous? Ohh Sunshine my b-baby boy is that you!?" >You say all that you can say. "...M-mommy." >The sobs increase in intensity, and her breathing becomes rapid. >It sounds like she's hyperventilating. >"Ah-Anony-Anon, An-Ano-" >You feel yourself retched upwards, and you feel yourself surrounded by warmth and fur. Arms wrap around your weak arms and chest. >No words come from her mouth, just screams and sobs of... joy? You couldn't tell. She was breathing so irregularly, hitching and shaking more badly than you. Her barrel rapidly expanded and contracted with the sobs. >"Yesyesyesyes my baby boy you've come home!" >You try to croak out a response, but you can't. >"I-I kept trying- they said I should let go but I didn't listen and you never came back but here you are! Here you are after so long... so long so long so long so long..." >She continued chanting the words 'so long' over and over into your ear as you felt the dampness of tears touching the side of your face and shoulder. >She stopped her hysterical chanting to breathe deeply. >"Oh Anonymous I love you I love you I love you so much my baby boy you are never leaving me again! NEVER!" >You tried to cringe at the volume, but you were too weak. >The voice took no heed, chanting 'never again' this time, only stopping when her breath hitched or to take deep breaths. >Slowly, the sobbing tapered off, as did all of her words. An occasional sniffle and the shivering of the arms around you were your only company for a while. >You felt yourself growing tired again. >"G-go to sleep Sunshine. When-when you wake, all will be normal again. J-just like before. L-like it never h-happened." >Like what never happened? >You could barely focus on the though. You were so tired. >You drifted off, to the sound of the voice whispering sweet nothings into your ear. >"Nothing will take you from me... never again." >Your eyes open. >What a strange dream. >You yawn as you try to get up, only to be stopped by two furry white hooves around your chest holding you to the bed. >Huh? >You look behind you, and see your mother Princess Celestia. She is cuddled against you. >You blink your eyes and looked around the royal bedroom you found yourself in. >You don't... remember sleeping in your mother's room last night. >You shrug. >You struggle in her hooves, trying to turn yourself around. One of her hooves caught on your jammie shirt, making turning all the more difficult. >After much shuffling around, you manage to face your mother. >You poke her face. >Her eye twitches. >You poke the inside of her ear. >It flicks. >You giggle. "Mommy." >Her mouth twitches slightly, and she suddenly pulls you in closer. >Rolling your eyes, you put your small hands on her barrel and try shaking her. "Mommy!" >This time, she cracked a magenta eye open at you. >"Hmhmmmm..." She quietly moans. "What is it Sunshine?" "Isn't it time to raise the sun?" >She smacked her lips and used a hoof to push your face into her barrel. >"The sun can wait, Anon. Stay with me a little longer." She mumbled. "Bughf moooghm!" you try to say through her chest fur. >"Uhhhgh, fine, fine. You're right." >She lets go of you and you roll back on the soft bet a little away from her. >She raises her head, and her horn starts glowing. >Immediately, light begins flooding in through the windows. >You blink. "Mom! That was too fast!" >She snickered tiredly. "Oh, so are you the sun raising expert of the palace now?" >You nod, assured of yourself. >Mother rolled her eyes, and her horn began glowing again. >The room immediately become dark again, only to very slowly become lit with sunlight. >You smile. "That's better." >Celestia let out a large yawn, as she used a hoof to ruffle your hair. >You giggle and push her hoof away. >You eagerly jump out of the bed, your bare feet hitting the carpet. "C'mon mommy, let's go get breakfast!" >You run towards the massive doors of your mother's room. >"Sunshine, wait!" >You've already pushed the doors open and you skid out into the marble-tiled hall. >You look around, not finding the guards usually stationed outside of your mother's room. >In fact, the whole hall was empty. >Celestia hurriedly trots out of her room next to you, and puts a hoof on your shoulder. "...Where is everypony?" >"They took a vacation day." >Your mother's neck leans down, so you can see her smiling face. >"Today's a special day. It's just you and me!" >You gasp. "The whole palace is empty!?" >She nods her assurance. "Cool! Let's go to the palace maze!" >You grab her hoof and try to run with it, only to be pulled back. >"Ah-ah-ah." Celestia admonishes. "No going outside today. The pegasi have scheduled some rather... extreme weather conditions today. The storm will be starting in a few minutes and it shall not end until the day does." >You visibly deflate. "Aww!" >Celestia wraps a wing around you. >"Don't be like that. There's all kinds of fun we can have inside! Now, let's get breakfast. It's the most important meal of the day, after all." >True to your mother's word, a few minutes afterward the windows turn dark and the sound of heavy rain fills your ears. >Why did the pegasi have to schedule the dumb storm on your mom's special day with you? >You are now sitting alone at the massive dining table. Mom is off cooking for you, seeing as she also gave the royal chefs off time. >You twiddle your thumbs, until you see something odd. >A beam of light. >You look at all of the windows surrounding you, seeing only overcasted stormy weather and no sunlight. >Except for.. the balcony door. >It was made of glass, and the glass showed a truly dreary outside world. But it was open a crack, and bright light shined in despite the weather. >Curious, you get up and investigate the light. >You hesitantly push the balcony door open... >You gaze at the landscape, disbelieving. >The interior of the palace was so neat and clean, but the exterior... >Everything was burnt, wearing out, and old. >But the landscape... >Where there had once been rolling green hills, there were only desolate burnt brown dirt mounds as far as the eye could see. >None of the towns you used to be able to spot were there anymore. >You look to your left, and find that most of Canterlot was gone as well. >Only the palace really remained, so pristine on the inside. >None of the windows had shown... this. >They had illusions on them. >"This wasn't supposed to happen." >You spin around, and see your mother with two plates of pancakes levitating in her magic. She was looking at you with a rather... resigned look. "M-mom... what happened!? Wha- was this overnight!?" >Your mother sighed despondently, and her horn flashed. >Suddenly, there was a table with two chairs on the balcony. >"Please, sit Sunshine. I'll explain everything." She says as she places the plates on the table, and levitates the utensils from the old table to the new one. >You reluctantly sit in the offered chair, and your mother does the same. >You both stare at each other. Your mother had a rather... tired expression on her face. >She sighs. >"Anon, what you see before you... the catastrophe that caused it happened long ago." >You crease your brow. "Mom, nothing was like this yesterday!" >"Yes, it was. As it was the day before, and the day before that, and every day before that going back a long, long time." "But I went outside!" >"No you did not. Not yesterday. But you don't remember yesterday." >Your mother closed her eyes almost serenely as you gaped at her, confused and a little angry. >"Anon, may I tell you a story?" >"Anon... when I first saw you, I didn't know what to do with you. The guardsmen found a baby creature the likes of which never seen before in the palace gardens... and at first I figured it was perhaps one of the more obscure races, perhaps a lost child. But you... you were nothing like anything else in this world. You were alone. Afraid. Without a mother. When I first saw your tiny eyes, Anon, I knew I had to care for you. I just knew it in my heart." >"At first my sister was hesitant to accept you as easily as I did, but that passed quickly. You had a knack for winning the hearts of everypony around you entirely by accident. You were our cute little hairless monkey. Oh, you should have seen yourself, Sunshine. Your adorable little nose, those tiny stubby fingers and toes..." >"I quickly grew attached to you... I had never had a child before. Despite this, you were like my own. I loved you, so so much. I loved watching you grow through the years, I loved watching you giggle and play and climb all over everything. I was afraid of your lifespan, but I knew that such fears could wait for a long time." >"I was very wrong." >Celestia shakes her head. >"There was an accident. To this day I don't know what lead to it, but I received emergency summons. You were in the hospital, after having fallen from quite a height. Nopony really knew what you were doing up there... You... were faint. They said you wouldn't last the night. I kept telling you to wake up, but you wouldn't. I tried every single healing spell I knew, all of them. None could save you. My screams echoed throughout the city... despite all my power, I could not save you." >She exhales, and looks you in the eye. >"Anonymous, you died that night." >Your eyes widen. "...I d-died?" >You don't feel dead... >"You did. Everypony was sad for your loss, but none like me. I had... I had never lost anything so near and dear as you were. I could not handle it, Anon. I could never, ever let you go." >"At first I denied them. Told them you weren't dead. I destroyed funeral preparations saying that you weren't really dead; just in a deep sleep. It was a human thing, I told them. It had to be. You couldn't be dead." >"But soon I accepted that you were no longer alive... and that was worse. I sought to bring you back." >She closed her eyes. >"Anon, I did horrible things in the name of experimentation. I had to find a way to bring you back. I had to. I took ponies from their homes, used them, and discarded them. Families were destroyed by my frantic searching for a cure for death." >Your mouth dropped open in shock. "Y-you-" >"Of course, none of my methods worked." Celestia continued, unhindered. "Eventually Luna found out, and demanded that I stop. Demanded that I stop desecrating your name, and demanding that I give you a proper funeral... I agreed with her. I told her I'd stop." >Celestia's eyes open, and she looks right at you. >"I stopped my sister's heart while she slept after that conversation." >Your heart skipped a beat. "A-aunty L-Luna?" >She, once again continued unhindered. >"I barely felt anything. I told everypony she died of a rare magical disease. They trusted me. Who didn't? Nopony questioned me. I felt no guilt, because nothing mattered except for you at that point. Not even my sister... I failed to even attend the funeral." >Everything she was saying was distressing you deeply. Not only what she was saying, but the tired emotionless way she was saying it. As if she already told you these things many times... >"Eventually, I came across a new method of bringing you back. I thought if I channeled enough power into a complex healing spell, that I would be able to bring you back. But to channel enough power, I had to harness a very strong energy source." >She gazed up into the sky. >"I had to channel the sun's power. Directly." >"The results, as you can clearly see, were disastrous." She said as she gestured out towards the landscape. >"Everypony was crying with agony as they were burned alive. Glass melted, eyeballs popped, and the screaming never stopped. They told me to stop. They begged me to stop. I could hear them all in that moment." >"I did not stop." >She looked down at her hooves. >"After everything was gone, after the world as you and I knew it was destroyed... it still did not work. You remained dead. I remained heartbroken. The planet... entered a new age of extinction." >"I remember briefly contemplating what I had done. The consequences of my actions. I dismissed them soon afterwards, though. I figured that as soon as I found a way to bring you back, I could bring everypony else back as well. So I continued working. Trying everything to make your preserved body take breath again. This went on for centuries... until..." >She looked at you. >"...until it worked. You awoke for the first time in centuries, confused, disoriented. You cannot even comprehend how happy I was. But then I revealed to you what had happened, and despite all I tried to reverse everything else... nothing worked." >"You were all I had left. I sacrificed the world for you." >"I couldn't let you know what became of the world, what I did in your name. So I put you to sleep, and I got to work. I remade Canterlot Palace on the inside, placed so many illusions on the windows, locked all of the doors, made everything perfect... and I woke you up. I spent the day with you. Told you we couldn't go outside because of the storm. The storm that didn't really exist." >"We had a wonderful day. I was happy, so happy. The happiest I could have ever been. You woke up the next morning, tired of the storm. You wanted to go outside. I told you the storm would be on for a while." >"This went on for days, until you got too stir crazy. You opened a window, and you saw the world for what it really was. I had to tell you everything and... you couldn't handle it. You were so sad, and it broke my heart. So I took your memory." >"You woke up the next morning, refreshed and wanting to go outside. I told you there was a storm. You accepted it. At the end of the day, when you were tuckered out and sleepy, I would make sure that the indoors never got tiring for you. I took your memory at night. Every night." >Your wide disbelieving eyes wandered down to your uneaten pancakes. >"What I did to you to bring you back, Sunshine... it made you eternal. You never grew up. You never aged. You never died. We have been waking up and spending the day together for longer than you can imagine. Everyday was brand new and exciting for you, because every night before I erased the day's memory. We always wake up together, play together, eat together, talk together and finally sleep together." >She smiled a bittersweet smile. >"My own paradise, and even if you don't remember, your own paradise as well..." >She frowned again. >"But every once in a while, something like this happens. I make a mistake, and you discover the outside world. At first, I would simply put you to sleep and remove your memory, but I could no longer bring myself to do that after so many times. I owed you an explanation. So every time you would discover the outside world, I would tell you this story, Anon. You would understand, you would hate and fear me, you would feel sorrow for those lost so long ago, just as you do now..." >She trailed off. >Suddenly, her gaze snapped up to your eyes. >"You shouldn't despair though, Anon. Don't feel said. Don't be afraid." >She smiled. >"Mommy will make it all better. Tomorrow, everything will be fine and right again. Tomorrow, it's just going to be me and you. Spending the day together." >It was difficult for you to think. You were terrified, angry, and agonizingly sad all at the same time. >Suddenly, fatigue hit you. >You look helplessly at your mother's glowing horn. >"All you have to do... is sleep." >Your eyes close against your will... >You drifted off, to the sound of your mother whispering sweet nothings into your ear. >"Everything's going to be okay..." >Your eyes open. >What a strange dream. >You yawn as you try to get up, only to be stopped by two furry white hooves around your chest holding you to the bed. >Huh? >You look behind you, and see your mother Princess Celestia. She is cuddled against you. >You blink your eyes and looked around the royal bedroom you found yourself in. >You don't... remember sleeping in your mother's room last night. >You shrug. >You struggle in her hooves, trying to turn yourself around. One of her hooves caught on your jammie shirt, making turning all the more difficult. >After much shuffling around, you manage to face your mother. >You poke her face. >Her eye twitches. >You poke the inside of her ear. >It flicks. >You giggle. "Mommy." >Her mouth twitches slightly, and she suddenly pulls you in closer. >Rolling your eyes, you put your small hands on her barrel and try shaking her. "Mommy!" >This time, she cracked a magenta eye open at you. >"Hmhmmmm..." She quietly moans. "What is it Sunshine?" "Isn't it time to raise the sun?" END ===================================================================================================================================== Letter from Anon to Celestia: Hello mother! I have had a great time here in the Crystal empire. Shining Armor have asked me to stay for 3 more days so that we can go and see the crystal caves in the northern province. I really look forward to see them and hope that it is ok I stay here a bit longer. Shining Armor and I will return in 3 days time. Love Anon. >AAAAAAAAAAAAUUUGHH! >If something happens to Anon I will send Shining Armor to the bucking moon forever! >Anon is having fun. This is good. Fun is good. Friendship is good. Yes. Good. Gooooood. >I must sign these bucking... decrees now. Yes, must work. Be productive. >3 more days! What the buck am I gonna do! ANON! - Sister! Are thee well? >What?! Yes! All is well. All is well. Go on now, nothing to see here, tehe... >Anon. Anon. Anon. Anon.Anon... - Loyal servant! Bring our sister some cake with all due haste, we fear for her well being during Anons absence! >Anon. Anon. Anon. Anon. Anon. Anon. >What? Cake? Food at a time like this?! >Hmm, leave it! Leave here! Let me have it! >Get out! Out! I do hope Anon remember to eat properly, he is so sensitive. >Nom nom, Anon likes cake. I like cake. I cant share the cake with Anon when he is not here. >Why did those BUCKERS(!!!) make Anon stay longer?! I will burn them, burn them all for their... nom nom cake... >Not too long now. Cake. Anon. Anon. Cake... - There thou are Anonymous! Hurry to the princesses chambers, she is very much awaiting thee arrival. >Cake, cake, buurp, cake... ANON! You are really here! >If I have been nervous? NOOOO. Why the bed is covered in plates? I just ate some cakes thats all. Too much cake? >Ugh, burp. Whopsie. Come Anon, lets go find Shining Armor greet him. >Why my eyes and horns glowing? Mothers just a teeny tiny bit upset, thats all. I am just going to show Shining how I truly feel about the foalnapping motherbucker and.. >Calm down you say? But... OHH youve found the brush! >Its been so long, brushie, brushie. A bit of cake. Brushie. Ahhh.... >Anon, you are never leaving my side again. The End. ====================================================================================================================================== >"All right Anon are you ready for this?" >her voice almost cracks from nervousness "Yes cousin Cadence." >She fidgets as an illusion of a an earth pony mare...that looks strangely like her without a horn and wings, appears in the air >"This is the body of a mare." >The image spins so now the mares tail is facing you and zooms in >The tail shifts to the side revealing the mares plot >Various labels appear on the different parts of the vag >Cadence reads each label aloud following with a short description of the body part >With each label she becomes more and more flustered >You dont really worry until she starts fidgeting in her chair >That causes you to notice her deeply flushed cheeks and the way her gaze keeps flitting to you "Are you OK Cadence?" >Getting up you go put your hand on her head just below her horn >It feels hot to the touch "Wow you have a fever!" >Her forehead pushes into your hand for a moment before she recoils back >"Ah Ah A-I think now is the time to teach you about estrus and exactly why I am going to kill Aunt Luna for making me do this today." ===================================================================================================================================== >It is with sorrowful eyes that your mother looks down at you where you stand locked in chains, your armour and weapons stripped of you. >While you may no longer look the part of the prince your and the warrior you once were, your stance is still defiant, your mind assured your chosen path was just. >With some hesitation your mother speaks. >"The court has heard all the evidence both for and against you, Anonymous, i-it seems or verdict is predetermined for us by the heinousness and multitude of your crimes." >You can see a solitary tear upon your mother's cheek and despite trying her hardest to appear stoic you know she is overcome with grief. >"All that remains is for us t-to... to pass sentence." >Celestia pauses and takes a shuddering breath to steady herself as her sister, your aunty, leans over and whispers something reassuring to her that don't quite catch. >It pains you to see your mother in this state. >"But first... is their anything you wish to say? ANYTHING at all that may justify your actions in some way and allow us to reconsider your punishment?" >You say nothing for a long while, the gathered members of the High Court looking on in baited breath, waiting for your reply. >Eventually you meet you mother's gaze and speak quietly, as if it were just the two of you having a quiet chat in the gardens like you used to. "Everything I did I did for you. Every life I took, every nation I crushed was for no purpose other than to spread your glory across this world. You are a god! You control the life giving sun that every creature that draws breath in this land owes it's very existence to, and yet there are those that reject you and shun your rule. I and my followers did nothing more than show those too stubborn to accept your word and your blessings the error of their ways. In this I have no regret, no remorse, and I offer no apology. I would do it again if given the chance and I would feel honoured in doing so." >Your bold statement draws hushed murmurs from the gathered nobles and a sigh of resignation from your mother. >"How... How could you think I could want this? To have the blood of tens of thousands spilled in my name? Is this the legacy you wish to leave behind?" >You steel yourself from the fate you know awaits you. "Do what you must." >With pity in your heart you watch as your mother excuses herself from the court room, giving up her seat to her sister as she is unable to contain her grief. >Turning your gaze to your aunty as she readies herself to pass judgement upon you, your thoughts wonder back to happier days when you were innocent. >Days when your mother would play with you in the long grass and carry you for hours upon her back nestled between her wings as she pointed out the names of all the birds and trees and flowers. >You remember her laughter as you chased one another through the meadows, the way she'd kiss you when you fell and hurt yourself and the way you felt safe with her, as if nothing else in the world mattered. >Was it really worth giving all that up? >Your thoughts are pulled back to the present as you hear your aunty's clear voice cut through the murmuring of the crowd, silencing them >"It is with a heavy heart that I must carry out my duty, but our laws are clear on this matter." >Here it comes, no going back now. >"Anonymous, for your vile crimes I hereby pass judgement... you are to be banished from this realm and cast into Tartarus, never to return. Your name and your deeds shall be expunged from all records so that with the passing of time the world may forget you ever existed and it wounds healed. This sentence is to be carried out immediately. Do you have any final words?" >For the first time in your life you hesitate. >Nearly a minute passes. "Tell my mother to remember the sound of the birds singing and the smell of the wild flowers, and how I laughed when she let me catch her. Tell her... I'm sorry." >You turn to the gathered audience in the stands behind you and speak again, louder and clearer than before. "Know that my deeds will shape the course of civilization for generations to come, long after all those that have come here today to witness my fate are dead and gone." >And so what more is there to say? >You were banished and over the centuries your name was all but forgotten, becoming synonymous with the unknown and the nameless. >Millennia passed and the world moved on, the memories of the blood you spilled in the name of your mother fading with each passing generation. >Many years later your aunty suffered a similar fate to yourself, though her time in exile would come to an end. >Your name was lost in the long reaches of time. >So it would have stayed if not for one unicorn, a mare who had become your mother's protégé finding a rather fascinating book while exploring the depths of the ruins inside the Everfree forest. >Her mind was filled with curiosity at her discovery, especially with the intricate summoning ritual detailed within. >In the fiery bowels of Tartarus you feel you time has come again. >The world would once more know your name and the unbelievers would witness the glory of the sun. Done. Alternate ending >"Anonymous, for your vile crimes I hereby pass judgement... you are to be-" >Your aunty rolls her eyes and picks up a piece of paper your mother had left on the table >"Ugh, really Tia after what he did?" >You see Celestia motioning for her sister to get on with it from the shadows at the back of the room. >"You are to be sent to bed early with no dessert and have to say you're very sorry and that you wont do it again." >You drop to your knees, unable to contain your horror at the cruelty of your punishment. >Throwing your fists up into the air you bellow out your grief. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WWaLxFIVX1s >From around the court come fries of sympathy as your unenviable fate is dealt. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Eal4fep7pK4 Yes. ===================================================================================================================================== >You are invisible >One with the shadows >Wrapped in the warm embrace of darkness >Yes, this domain is yours. In it you are the master >Despair in the uncertainty of my presence mortals >"Anon stop hiding in the coat rack" "Aww but mom-" >"Come on! You have to help me pick out a dress for the Gala." "Fine." >You hate the mall ==================================================================================================================================== >"So you see your highnesses, that if we invert the positive flux cycle throughout-" >You stop listening to Twilight as your mother leans into you and whispers in you ear. >"An raibh a fhios agat a úsáidtear sí a choinneáil pictiúr de tú shirtless faoina pillow nuair a bhí sí ag fás suas? Nó gur úsáid sí chun clop dó gach oíche ar feadh na mblianta go dtí go fuair mé amach?" >Seriously? She used to do that? >Where did she evin get a picture of you without a shirt on in the first place. >It must have been during one of your workouts. >"Ó, Anon, a úsáidtear sí a moan. Úsáidtear é a macalla sa halla taobh amuigh dá seomra sa sciathán thoir gan a bhaint amach riamh." >Twilight stopped talking and looked on curously as your mother continued speaking to you in old Alicornian. >"Uh, is everything okay, princess? Would you like me to go over point five again?" >Pointing to the blackboard on which she'd drawn a detailed diagram of a unicorn's horn, Twilight indicated the list of bullet points. >"Forgive we, I was merely discussing your theory with my son. Please go on, Twilight." >After a few moments your mother again begins whispering to you. >"Tá mé ag súil gur mhaith léi a bheith wlling a dhéanamh go díreach faoi rud ar bith ar do shon má d'iarr tú. Is iad na cinn cúthail i gcónaí ar an spraoi is mó sa leaba." "Máthair le do thoil, mo bod féidir ach a fháil amhlaidh in airde." Twilight is a lewd pony. From what I can remember what I typed was along these lines. >"An raibh a fhios agat a úsáidtear sí a choinneáil pictiúr de tú shirtless faoina pillow nuair a bhí sí ag fás suas? Nó gur úsáid sí chun clop dó gach oíche ar feadh na mblianta go dtí go fuair mé amach? Did you know she used to keep a shirtless picture of you under her pillow for years when she was growing up? Or that she used to clop to it every night until I found it one day? >"Ó, Anon, a úsáidtear sí a moan. Úsáidtear é a macalla sa halla taobh amuigh dá seomra sa sciathán thoir gan a bhaint amach riamh." Oh, Anon she used to moan. It used to echo in the hall outside her room in the east wings without her ever realising. >"Tá mé ag súil gur mhaith léi a bheith wlling a dhéanamh go díreach faoi rud ar bith ar do shon má d'iarr tú. Is iad na cinn cúthail i gcónaí ar an spraoi is mó sa leaba." She'd probably let you do almost anything to her if you asked. The shy ones are always the most fun in bed. >"Máthair le do thoil, mo bod féidir ach a fháil amhlaidh in airde." Mother, stop please, my penis can only get so erect. =================================================================================================================================== >You are Princess Luna >Your sister is organizing a family reunion. >First you figured it strange, seeing as to your knowledge, your sister and you are the only ones of familiar blood to invite. >Then you learned that your sister was cheating and inviting ALL alicorns. >But... something else is afoot. >You overheard her speaking to Philomena about sending a message to a place called... Sheol. >When you interrogated her on the matter, she said she was inviting a surprise guest. >You sincerely hope it isn't that spoiled git Blueblood. >Now here you are, sitting with Twilight Sparkle, Cadance, and your sister... >With one unoccupied chair. >The four of you sit in awkward silence. >Your sister giggles. >"I'm certain he's just running a little late." >You open your mouth to voice your doubts of her 'mystery guest' arriving. >Suddenly, the air chills. >You feel your magic being stretched, as if the fabric of reality itself is being torn. >Ominous humming fills the room, sending shivers down your spine. >A red pentagram burns itself onto the floor, and opens to a bottomless pit >Rising out of the pit, is an ominous bipedal figure. >Baleful glowing red eyes gaze at the table and it's guests. >The gigantic figure is easily twelve feet tall. >It is covered head to toe in platemail. >You push aside your instincts telling you to run and ready a defensive spell. >It turns its hellish gaze towards your sister and speaks in a booming deep voice. >"Hello... mother." >You are Dark Lord Anonymous of the Pits. >You are currently in a bit of an.. awkward situation. >About a day ago, you received mail whilst torturing a glutton. >Mail from your mother, inviting you to a family reunion. >This confused you, seeing as you are the only blood relative to your mother that you know of, and you've never known your father. >You hope she isn't cheating again and inviting random members of royalty. >You reluctantly left your post within the Underworld to visit your mother. >Because if you didn't she would surely come down to retrieve you herself. >You can't let your demons witness something like that. You have a reputation to uphold! >After a short magical trip to the surface, you find yourself in a bit of an awkward situation. >Before you sits four alicorns, rather than one. >Dammit, you hate it when she tries to introduce you to new people. She did this all the time when you were young. >You awkwardly turn towards the only one you recognize. Your mother, Celestia. "Hello... mother." >"My little 'Nonny poo!" your mother squeals. >She stands up and throws herself into a hug around your leg. >"You've gotten so tall!" "Mooom!" you whine. >You hate it when she does stuff like this in front of others. >"Oh hush you. Is a mother not allowed to hug her son now?" >You're about to retort when you see a slightly wet napkin held in a golden aura in the corner of your vision. >Before you can react, it's wiping the side of your helmet. >You try to bat it away. "Moom!" >"There's a smudge!" "Mom I can clean my own armor!" >*ahem* >Your mother and yourself take notice of the other alicorns again, all of which with varying expressions of bewilderment. >"Dearest sister, would you be so kind as to fill us in on what exactly we're missing here?" >Sister? >Since when do you have an aunt? >It hasn't been THAT long since your last visit, has it? >Your mother lets go of your armored leg. >"Oh I'm sorry everypony, I wanted it to be a surprise! This is my son, Prince-" "Dark Lord." >"Son, up here you're a prince. We've been over this." "Just because I'm not in the Underworld does not mean I stop being Dark Lord of it." >"PRINCE Anonymous." "I mean, do you stop being a princess when you-" >"Drop it, son." "But-" >She gives you *that* look. >You sigh. >There is no winning with this mare. >"Now, Anon, these are the new members of your family!" >She points and the taller, blue alicorn. >"That is your aunt, Luna." "Why have I not seen her before if she is my aunt?" >"She was trapped in the moon for a millennium." "Ah." >Your mother points to the bright pink one. >"That is your cousin Cadance." >She points to the final purple alicorn. >"And that is your cousin Twilight." "...My aunt has two children?" >"They're not blood related." >You fucking knew it. >"Now that introductions are done, shall we eat?" >You are now sitting at the table, quietly eating a small salad. >You had to bring your own chair, as the one they had broke under your weight. >The three alicorns that aren't your mother keep giving you nervous glances. >Sometimes they open their mouths like they're about to say something, only to seemingly think better of it. >Your mother sighs. >"Must you wear that thing at the table?" >You look at your mother, as another bite of salad disappears into the darkness of your helmet's faceplate. "...Yes." >Your mother sighs with frustration, muttering something about being silly. >Dark lords are not silly. She's the silly one. >"So!" The pink alicorn... what was her name? Can Dance? Can Dance speaks up. "What is it you do for a living, Anon?" >Oh, you love talking about your job. "I am Dark Lord of the Pits. I manage the Underworld, keep demons from escaping to the surface, and organize eternal torment for evil souls." >"Speaking of," your mother interrupts. "how is Sheol these days?" >You groan. "Mother, it isn't called Sheol. It's the Underworld." >"I fail to see a meaningful distinction." "Calling it Sheol implies that I'm Jewish." >"'Jewish'?" "Nevermind, you wouldn't understand." >Your mother rolls her eyes. >The purple one speaks up. What's her name? Twat Spatula? Something like that. >"Uh, Anonymous, I can't help but notice you look a little... uh..." "Evil?" >You smirk. That's what you were going for. >"...intimidating." She finishes lamely. >Celestia giggles. >"Oh, he gets it from his father." >Aunt Bluena looks at your mother. >"Who, exactly, is his father?" >Your mother's smile disappears. That's a sore spot for her. >"I don't want to talk about him." >Your aunt's ears fold back, and the table descends back into awkward silence. >Well, this is going better than your last 'family' reunion at least. >You heard it took around a decade to rebuild that section of the castle... >After a few more minutes of silence, you come to a terrifying conclusion. >You have to start a conversation. >You shuffle a bit in your seat. "So... 'aunt'..." >Moona looks at you. "What's this about being trapped in the... moon, was it? Trapped in the moon for a thousand years?" >Her ears fold back. >"I would rather not speak of that." >You slump in your seat and sigh. >You try to think of something else. "So, we're all immortals here. How old are each of you? I'm 684." >"I'm 1,237" Your mother says brightly. >"I am 233, if you do not count the years sealed in the moon..." Your aunt says. >"I'm 28." Can Dance says. >"I'm 21." Says purple. >...Well that topic ran out of fuel quick. >You were never good at the conversation game. >... >You look at your finished plate. "...So when's dessert?" >You are now within your mother's chambers. "I don't know why you keep inviting me to these things mother. You know how ponies react to my presence." >Your mother sighs. "It wasn't that bad, 'Nonny." "Granted, but it was pretty damn awkward," >She sighs again. "...Granted." >You crease your brow in worry. "Mother? What is wrong?" >"The last time you visited be was almost a century ago. You never write anymore... Anon I never see you anymore!" "Mom, we're immortals. It's not like we have a limited amount of time to see one another." >She looks at you, tears in her eyes. >"Oh, so it's okay to just abandon your mother for decades at a time!?" "The Underworld keeps me busy and-" >You see the tears streaking down her face. >You sigh, and kneel down to her level. >You scoop your mother into a real hug, her tiny (compared to you) hooves wrapping around your massive neck. "...I'll visit more often." >"...Thank you. I love you son. I love you so much." >You let go of your mother, and stand up. >A pentagram appears beneath your feet. "...I love you too, mom." >You descend back into the Underworld without another word. >You sigh as you smell brimstone. >The visit was terribly awkward and it made you uncomfortable. >But... you suppose you can deal with that a bit more often if it makes your mother happy. >... >... >Well, enough with that touchy feely crap. Time to go back to torturing. >You love your job. ===================================================================================================================================== >With a sigh of relief, Celestia looks down at the assemble ponies before her. "Ah, Twilight, I'm so glad you and your friends could make it." >"Well, Princess, when Spike told me you'd sent a message requesting our presence at two o'clock in the morning I new it must be important." >Celestia gave a solemn nod. "Indeed it is. In fact this may very well be the most urgent matter I've ever required your assistance with." >Twilight looked back at her friends with obvious apprehension. >"What is it, Princess?" "It is my beloved son." >"Anon? Is he in danger?" "I fear so, dear Twilight. As you may know, Anonymous has been in Saddle Arabia for more than a year now acting as Equestria's diplomatic envoy on my behalf." >"Don't worry, Princess, we'll rescue Anon from those no good sandzig-" "I appreciate your willingness to help, Rainbow Dash, but the matter is more delicate than you know." >"I'm sure whatever it is together we can bring Anon home safely." "Thank you, Twilight, but that may be difficult for you see I highly doubt my son will wish to return with you." >Twilight cocked her head curiously. >"So what exactly is wrong?" "What I'm about to tell you can never leave this room, do you all understand?" >"Of course." "You see, while staying with the caliph my son partook of the harem that he was granted access to and became rather fond of one of his... uh, companions. Yesterday I received a letter informing me that Anon was to be married to this mare in question and worse yet the caliph has given his blessing on the union." >"So you want us to what exactly?" "Isn't it obvious? I want you to go to Saddle Arabia and stop this wedding by any means necessary. I refuse to have my darling baby married to some... some cheap harlot." ================================================================================================================================== "Luna! Did you have my darling baby publicly flogged in front of half of Canterlot?" >"Yes, sister, we did as instructed and punished him for his misbehaviour." "How dare you treat my son in such a manner! I aught to have you banished again for this." >"We... do not understand. It was you that asked us to punish the boy." "Yes PUNISH not beat half to death! Have you seen his back? he's going to need stitches." >"We oversaw the whole thing to ensure-" "Be silent! Tell me how you could even for a moment think I would have allowed you to do this had I known? For heavens sake, Luna, he's only seven and all he did was refuse to eat his vegetables." And that's how Anon grew up to love the pain as much as the pleasure and became a cenobite. "Come, aunty, we have such sights to show you." ======================================================================================================================================= >'How is the arm sweetie?' 'Its a little sore, but its getting better, Twilight said that the bone will be healed with in the week' >'Thats good, I hate to see my little foal in pain.' >'Now sweetie, sit down, I got you some strawberry ice cream?' 'What? Why' >'Well, I know you love strawberry, and I need to speak with you.' 'Why not when I'm standing up?' >'Its not the same, now sit down dear,' 'Fine, but this better be important.' 'Where is there a spoon, mom?' >'Here you go sweetie, don't eat to fast, you don't want to get a headache as well.' >'Now dear, as you know, you've been getting a lot of broken bones lately, an arm, a leg, a neck' 'Thanks magic!' >'Thanks magic, indeed.' 'But I play rugby, its part of the game to get broken bones.' >'Yes bu...' 'And threatening Shiny for a scrum isn't...' >'I was worried for my foal.' >'Anyhow, your broken bones are a sign that your bones are weak, and you need more calcium.' 'I can take supplements for it, mix with water, and I'll be fine.' >'Yes I thought of that dear, but I know you won't take them.' 'What have you got in mind then?' >'I was thinking of a more... 'Direct approach. Milk.' 'I had a glass today, goes well with eggs, and toast.' >'Now sweetie, you're not getting it?' >'From now on, every week I will give you calcium goals.' 'Am I five again? Do I get a gold star?' >'You will need to drink at least 30 litres of my milk a week. And you will need to spend at least half an hour nursing from either me or Auntie Luna?' 'What?' >'You head sweetie, all of the kitchens have been locked by magic, so you can't sneak any other drinks. There is a refrigerator in you room that was placed there this morning. It is full of mommy's milk.' '...What?' >'Its for the best dear, if I were you, I'd nurse from mommy now, nobody is around.' 'No...' >'No matter dear, I hope you're enjoying the ice cream, only 29 liters to go.' >Its time for bed. >You were careful not to drink your mother’s milk. >This was probably one of her ‘phases.’ and she’d snap out of it. >You hadn’t had a drink all day, but that was about to change. >You had coke, real coke, black and bad for you. No magic here. >You took a swig of it, cold and refreshing, it even left your teeth rotten. >Not quite what you’d like but better than milk. >You closed the bottle, and left it by your bed, Mom was in another castle, so its okay. >You close your eyes and headed off to dream land. >Fighting dragons, two fatalities and an ultra finisher later, you were waking from your dream. >Oddly enough, you felt a cold liquid flow down your throat, and a curvy bottle in your hand. >It was the coke, your eyes were still focusing but you could feel the shape of the bottle.. Nice to have a drink that isn’t some sick game, in the morning. >You downed the whole bottle, and spent the next five minutes waking up. >Stretching, and yawning. You also rubbed your eyes, and opened the covers, throwing your legs over the side, and what you saw horrified you. >There were two bottles on your desk, a half drunk bottle of coke, and a glass bottle, that was used to store milk as seen by the white liquid left in the bottom of it. >There was a note on the milk bottle’ >You had unwittingly, just drunk at least another liter of your mothers breast milk. ‘You drank it all, just like a baby, I’m so proud of you, PS This bottle was expensive, but it was worth It, to see my little boy suckle from it. You’ll be drinking a lot more from this bottle soon.’ ======================================================================================================================================= Are you ready in there sunshine? >Yes mom! Then please come out, i want to see you in your new uniform! >>the door open slowly, to reveal the young prince Anon in his brand new uniform made special for for this day >So, what you think? L-Look you, so strong an- and so confident... *sob* >Mother, is something wrong? No.. no, but is been ten years since Luna and i found you in the old castle and... and... i'm so happy to be here to celebrate your birthday... i'm so happy to be your mother >Mo-mom... >>you run towards celestia just to give him the biggest and warmer hug... >i love you too... i'm the luckiest foal in all Equestria Come on sunshine, it's your birthday and aunty Luna is preparing a big surprise >Really, can you tell me!? >>Anon start to jump in excitement Bu-But is just small time compared to my present an-and the giant cake a-and... >... you are the best, mommy ============================================================================================================================= >’Mom, please, just go.’ ‘Just let me in sweetie.’ >’No! I’m old enough to sleep on my own.’ ‘But what if you get a nightmare, or need me during the night?’ >’I’m not five anymore! I can look after myself.’ ‘I can’t believe you there, dear. You still need me.’ ’Come on, I’ll read you a bedtime story, and you can sleep under my wing.’ >‘No! I’m not sleeping with you mom, I’ve grown up, I’m too old for that.’ ‘Compared to me, you’re an infant.’ >’Relative...’ ‘Come on sweetie, let mommy tuck you in.’ >’No, I’m 21, I don’t need to be tucked in.’ ‘Nonsense sweetie.’ >’No! Look, I’m not going to bed if you don’t leave, it’s touching, but I’m too old.’ ‘I’m not leaving, till morning.’ >’Ugh, fine then, I’m not going to be able to get sleep, am I?’ ‘You can try, but I can stay awake for weeks on end, you’re luck if you can get 12 hours out of a day, dear.’ >’Just go...’ ‘Fine, goodnight dear.’ ‘Goodnight, mom.’ --- >You are woken from a gentle sleep by a wet slopping noise. >Arising from your your slumber, you rub the sleep from your eyes, and look at what is producing the noise. >It was your mother, licking your window? ‘I BREASTFED YOU WHILE YOU SLEPT, ANON!’ >You almost instantly taste a sweet substance in your mouth. ================================================================================================================================= >"Now Celestia, I'm beginning to see some progress with these weekly sessions >She looked on passively to Dr. Mindset >"But i've noticed some reocurring problems with your visits." >Her ear twitched slightly >"Tell me, what do you remember exactly? What happened to your son Anon?" >Celestia tensed visibly at the name and started breathing erratically >Dr. Mindset moved his hooves in a calming manner hoping to calm the alicorn >"Shhh...shhh.... Celestia calm down, its alright no one is here but me and you. Now answer the question please.... it'll help you and the guards find Anon and bring him home." >Her breathing calmed but she seemed about ready to teleport away >A long silence played out in the room >Dr. Mindset waited patiently hoping this be the day she'd answer his question, whatever happened must have been horrifying enough to traumatize her 'Anon.....' >His ears perked up and he leaned in slightly as he barely caught onto the word 'Oh my baby....' She whispered as if in a trance >Dr. Mindset kept his pen at the ready and his clipboard in his grasp 'Why....w-why did she take you away?' >Mindset's eyes widened, this was the most info he'd gotten yet! >"Who? Who took him Celestia?" >She stayed silent, looking straight into his eyes, boring into his soul >Sweat began trickling down his brow >*Oh horseapples, did I buck up?* >The sound of silent giggling filled the room, soon reaching into an audible level.....then sobbing >The most heartwrenching sound you'd ever hear 'Anon.....I didn't want to hurt you...' 'I was at a lost...' >It was Mindset's turn to stay silent now 'Oh Anon...I didn't me-mean to do it..I-I really d-didn't...Why did you have to l-look at me like t-that? >Mindset tilted his head confusedly at this 'I pro-promise I didn't mean it...come home please. Bring my son back, i'll change I swear it...' >Mindset had no idea where to even begin with the questions, he was stunned and confused >*She was the cause of him being taken?* >"Umm? C-Celestia?" >The words 'I'm sorry' and 'forgive me' kept repeating out her mouth >Dr. Mindset had no idea how to even proceed >She looked broke. Literally 'Oh Anon, I never ment to do...mommy misses her sunshine....' >This continued for the next two minutes until Mindset decided to go in >He cleared his throat and prepared for his next question, and most likely his untimely death >"Celestia? Are you the reason Anon was taken?" >The room grew stock still and it almost felt as if all the air in the room was sucked away 'What did you just say....' >*Im bucked* >"Erm *ahem* Are you the reason Anon is gone? Did you hurt him?" >The look she gave him made him cower in fear 'How. Dare. You.' >Mindset prepared a mental link to the guards outside the door 'HOW BUCKING DARE YOU!' >Mindset winced at her tone and panicked, rapidly sending telepathic messages to the guards outside 'I DIDN'T MEAN IT! HE MADE ME DO IT! I'M NOT A MONSTER!' >The room began rapidly heating up to uncomfrotable conditions >The sound of pounding hooves could be heard as the guards tried busting through the door, whatever celestia did was blocking entry for them >Mindset was hiding behind his chair, covering his ears with his hooves to stop the painful yelling from rupturing his ear drums 'I TRIED TO SAVE HIM! MY BABY IS NO MORE OK? HE'S-....' >Her voice cracked, silence returned and all the heat simply vanished in an instant 'He's gone....and it's all my fault.... >The doors busted on open, a small platoon of guards entering >"Sir! What has happened?" said what he believed to be the leader >Mindset shook his head from the daze and felt a warm trickling down his ears >Moving a hoove to investigate he soon realized blood was leaking out >The guards noticed and sprung into action >Celestia stayed silent through the exchange, staring at the ground miserably *I hurt one of my little ponies....am I the real monster?* >She didn't hear one of the guards calling her name >She didn't realize her horn was glowing at its own accord >She didn't realize the guards rushed to her >She didn't realize she had teleported out the room >She did realize she was in a clearing though, but that didn't matter to her >Nothing did, for how could any mother ever live with themselves knowing what she had done? >That question plagued her mind constantly and she had felt one to many times on just disappearing forever..... >The nightmares were just as constant >Oh the nightmares.....the look in her sons eyes >They screamed betrayal and utter disgust....the look he bore to her has haunted her for the past months and every night was a living hell >Literally driving her to not sleep for days at a time >Only not to see that painful look on her sons face....Anon.... >It was dark out, the moon was full and the night atmosphere was in full swing >Sadly this only reminded her of another she had lost....the pain still new and fresh....to think it was only three months ago >As Celestia reminisced on painful memories, a set of chocolate brown eyes were staring at her from a distance >These eyes belonged to a calm fellow, one who knew the Alicorn all to well >Yet he should be angry at her, but he wasn't >This fellow felt utter pity and longing for the Alicorn and one silent word left his mouth >"Mommy..." 'Shh anon, remember what she did...I know it hurts but remember who the enemies is..' Said a mysterious mare accompanying him >Anon ran a cold hand over his left eye and winced slightly when he saw nothing >The eye was a sickly milky white and was useless >"Yea....you're right Ever....I just really miss her....even though she did what she did" >Anon felt a warm pair of hooves wrap around him and felt calm in an instant 'Oh I know sugar....lets get going back to the house....leave her...for now' >Anon casted one last look to the mourning Celestia and followed Ever back into the woods >Times seemed so much simpler then. >Raise the sun and then lower it down, to bring forth the night.... >I knew what I did was wrong but I had no choice.... >I've lost so much in the process of banishing my dear loving sister Luna... >I lost my sanity, my emotions, my Anon.....no that can't be... >Why Anon's been here all along! >So why did my little ponies always tell me that he was gone? Presumed dead? >Why is it that when I awake and prepare breakfast for him he never shows? >Must've been in the bathroom i'd always tell my self >All these excuses, my sanity nearly gone >How was I to rule this kingdom all by myself? >Wait....I'm not by myself! Anon's here with me! >So why did they keep telling me he wasn't? >Of course my son was here, why else would I see him when I slept at night! >Why would he look at me like that though? >I mean....I did nothing wrong to hurt him.....did I? >Nah thats silly....Anon loves me and he'd always be by my side.... >So how come every morning, he'd never be there? >How come at night is when he'd come out to play? >Was I simply going mad? >Was my sanity leaning over a cliff and teetering over the edge, ready to plunge on down? >Plunge on down into the depths of my own self? >They always did say the heart is the saddest of all prisons >Though I believe its the mind that holds that position >The mind is the driving force of your very being, the mind was where you were you felt the safest, the mind was were all your woes and troubles brewed in...slowly building up >Dr. Mindset said that writing these letters expressing my self would help me come to peace. >Why I feel just find I'd always tell him! >Both Anon and Luna were here >Yet he'd always give me this look of sadness and pity? >Why? Can't he see them to? Or as a matter of fact. >Can't the others see them as well? >Were my little ponies the mad ones here? >They've been here the whole time.... >Or so my mind tells me *Excerpt from patient 2168902* =============================================================================================================================== Do you think Celestia would tag along with kid Anon trick-or-treating on Nightmare Night? Of course Anon can dress like a planet >"Aww, how cute. And what planet are you, my little prince?" "I'm Uranus." >"...Go and change your costume, dear." "bu-" >"Now." =================================================================================================================================== >You will never ride mom around ponyville, taking out mailboxes with a bat >"Oh ooh! Mom, that one next!" >You wind up and unload on a starry purple mailbox, letters and a vibrating box labeled 'bad minotaur' lie scattered on dorklight neverlaid's walkway >'Happy tuesday, Twilight!' >...Y-you too, Princess. ================================================================================================ >You follow along the walls of the dark corridor, looking for your sweet mother. >As you walk down the hallway, you think about the nightmare you had just been through. >Come on man, you're a teenager. >You should be better than this. >Whatever. >Looking down the final stretch of hall, you can see a light coming from under a heavy metal door. >Popping open the door, you poke your head in the room and look in at your mother. >She perks up at the sight of you. >"Hello my darling, did you have a nightmare again?" >You slowly nod your head. >She opens up one of her wings. >"Then come cuddle with mommy Anon." >He must never know he isn't my son. >He must never know how I found him. >He must be young forever. >He must love me forever. >He must be mine forever. =================================================================================================== Uh, yeah mom... remember when you told me that multiple mares can join a herd with only one male in it? >Yes. Well, it turns out that a lot and I mean A LOT of mares seem to find my human body attractive as well as enjoy my 'endurance.' >Sunshine they are just after you for your power, money, and especially status. Mom, not all ponies are like that. In fact once you meet the two of them I'm bringing over tonight- >Two of them? You're bringing them both over at the same time? Yeah mom, they are both fine with the idea. In fact we were actually hoping to get your blessings. >... I make no promises but I would like to meet them none the less. Who are they? Well, one is Royalty and I think you know her and the other says you used to be her teacher. >Oh honey, I hope you mean Princess Cadance and Twilight Sparkle. No mom, Cadance is married and Twilight seems more interested in her books than a man. >That's what you think. What was that? >Oh nothing sweetie, now who are you bringing over? Queen Chrysalis and Sunset Shimmer. ============================================================================================================== >"Anon, come on, It's time to wake up." >you hear your mother, Princess Celestia, say softly >you open your eyes just a crack, the soft blue world of early morning greets you >Celestia kisses you on the forehead and lowers her lips to your ear, you're mesmerized by her breath >"It's snowing." she whispers, her mouth forming into a small smile >you sit up and rub the sleep from your eyes >"Huh?" You ask groggily, wondering why you were woken up so early >"It's snowing, anon. The first snow of the year...I woke you up so we could enjoy it together, alone." says Celestia >"Thanks Celly." you grin, hopping out of bed and blanketing your mom in a warm hug >"T-That's Mother, anon." she corrects you, rubbing your back with her hoof >You make your way outside and into the hall, your footsteps bouncing off of the walls and floor, pattering away ahead of you >"Where is everyone?" you ask in wonder, hopping ahead of Celestia two hops and spinning around to face her >"They're all asleep, nobody needs to wake up for another few hours.Today is a holiday. Just for you and I, little Anon." she says, closing her eyes and flashing you a smile that could melt the hearts of lesser boys >"Cool!" you exclaim, before remembering that everyone is asleep >you both find your way into the gardens, and so begins your first encounter with snow >"It's really cold out here..." you say, unsure of the completely white topped garden around you >Celestia nudges you forwards gently >"It's okay, snow is supposed to be cold." she laughs "Your clothing will help, trust me." >you nod and take a step off of the stairs, into the snow >next thing you know you're face down in a patch of deep white snow >"H-Help!" you say, flailing about clumsily >you feel yourself being picked up by the collar of your jacket, until you're upright and standing again >"Thanks Mom, I-I can do it this time." you smile to her embarrassingly >you try again, this time taking careful steps into the snow >"See?" you look over to Celestia and point towards your feet >she nods and laughs >"I'm proud of you, anon." She says happily, watching you >you decide to build something like you always saw in the books she would read you, a snowmare to be precise >wasting no time, you quickly ball some snow in your hands and place it on the ground in front of you, sticking your tongue out in concentration >Celestia watches on curiously, sitting down and opening her thermos of hot chocolate >"What are you making, anon?" she calls, taking a sip from the steaming cup hovering in front of her >"It's a secret!" you exclaim in a muffled voice, the snow around you combined with the hood of your jacket making it difficult to speak >"All right dear." she says, you could tell she was curious though >you begin packing in snow for the snowmare's body, then you slowly try to shape the head >after a few tries, you manage to get the head to stay on the body, and stand proudly in front of your creation >"It's not done yet...needs some more stuff." you mumble to yourself >you look around the garden and a few rocks and sticks half buried under the snow, and quickly race to grab them (only falling over once) >Celestia watches on, an amused smile across her mouth >finally, you got everything you need and could begin working on the finishing touches >you press a large stick into the middle of the snowmare's forehead, and add two pebbles down further as well >then you add a stick at the flank and two sticks on either side of the back >"Hmmm. Perfect." you say proudly, then run back to your Mother >"Mom, I made something!" you say excitedly, tugging on her wing >"Oh?" she says, pretending not to have seen you working away only a few meters in front of her >you lead her to the snowmare and point at it, grinning happily >"Do you like it?" you ask, patting a loose bit of snow down "It's you!" >"It's wonderful, my little Anon." she laughs, looking over it proudly >all of a sudden, the snowmare's head falls off, causing you to frown >"I guess It's not very good, huh?" you say, looking down >you really wanted it to be perfect for your mother >from the corner of your eye, you see a glow and the snow that was formerly the snowmare's head lifts back onto It's shoulders >Celestia pats it down, then looks over to you with a sweet smile >"It's the best snowmare anyone has ever made me." she says softly, wrapping you in a warm hug, her hair tickling your face >"I love you Mom. Snow is really cold, isn't it?" you say flatly, pressing your face into her coat >Celestia laughs, then steps back >"I love you too, Anon. Let's go back inside and have some hot chocolate, shall we?" FIN. ================================================================================================================= “Sunset you are welcome to come back to Equestria.” >”Oh, um, thanks but no thanks, Twilight.” “There’s not a problem is there?” >”Did Princess Celestia tell you why I left Equestria?” “She gave me a vague idea.” >”You know how she likes to plan things. Push you towards certain things and make it think it was your idea.” “Sunset, what are you implying.” >”Anon.” “Princess Celestia’s son?” >”She planned out your life and you became a princess. She was molding me into being a mate for Anon. Anyone that becomes close to her fall into her web of control.” “So you ran when you found out.” >“I was pissed and told her off. ” “What about Anon?” >”Anon? I rather not talk about him. She did a good job getting us to bond, but that wasn’t the life I wanted. Here I make my choices, and face the consequences. He was part of the reason for my silly idea for invading Equestria.” “R-right. Well, I need to get back to Equestria. Don’t forget to write!” >”Take care of yourself!” >You stuff the wedding invitation back into your bag with Sunset none the wiser. Even if Celestia was pulling the strings of your life along, you were happy. A friendship castle, a husband to be, a mother-in-law that you adored. Everything was going to be just fine. >Smile smile smile ==================================================================================================================================== Why not have both princesses trying to outdo one another at mothering you and being the more affectionate sister? "You see, Luna, Anon likes my wing snuggles more." >"Ha! But you cannot give him the most wondrous dreams that we do every night." "Hmph, that's not the only thing I hear you've been giving him every night." >"What was that, dear sister?" "Only that I've heard you've been paying him 'special visits' for the last two weeks when you thought I was sleeping." >Wha-" "And if I may remind you, bribing him with such base pleasures is against the rules of our little game." >"Oh, and can it be that you think we've failed to notice the way you tease him when you walk before him in the halls? I never took you, dear sister, for a cheap tail raiser until now." "Please, the only cheap harlot around here is that whorse of a marefriend he call his own." >"Well on that at least it seems we can agree. She is no good for him and only cares about him for his money and power." "You're right, Luna, she isn't good enough for him." >"Do you see, Tia? These photographs prove that Anon loves me more." "All I see is that my sister is willing to act like a common street walking mare for hire in order to garner my son's adoration." >"Your son? I thought he was my son." "What? No, we both agreed he was to be mine when we first found him." >"I agreed to no such thing!" "He is clearly MY son, sister, not yours. Do you forget how it was I that shared my bed with him for the first few weeks until he lost his fear of sleeping alone?" >"Perhaps, but was it not I who nursed him from my own breast when he awoke hungry during the night?" "It's cute really, Luna, that you consider yourself more than a doting aunt to him." >"Don't you patronize me, Celestia! May I remind you that you missed his first birthday while I cancelled all of my appointments for the day just to be with him." "That's not fair, we were on the verge of war with the griffons and you knew it, and had I not intervened directly who knows what could have happened. Besides, you're too immature to have a son." >"How dare you! I'm thrice the mare you'll-" Meanwhile outside the princesses' private lounge the two guards stationed at the doors can only share a glance and roll their eyes. ==================================================================================================================================== >Anon was running, running as fast as his little legs allowed him >Oh he was tired....oh so tired >His body hurt, so out of breath and wheezing, he could taste his own blood >But he musnt 't stop, no he couldn't >Not when it was his life on the line >They were still chasing him, and he knew this was all for nothing either way >There was no chance of escape. He was only denying the inevitable >He felt his vison waning, his body slowly giving out >And ever so slowly little Anon came to a haggard stop, pushing as much as he could >But to no avail, he tripped and fell face first on the the cold unforgiving ground >Dazed, out of breath, and exhausted >Anon closed his eyes, wishing he never had disobeyed is mother. >Wishing he could feel her tender embrace, her coos of love and affection, and her kisses....all of that he wished for at this exact moment >Yet, that would all come to an end..... >They were upon him.....and he knew he was a goner >A sharp excruciating pain erupted all over his tender backside, a warm liquid cascaded down his fragile body >His cries of pain and screams of agony were silent, the pain to much to bare >And all he could do was lay there as blow after blow of pain was felt all over >Said attackers gave out grunts of effort as they continued to hurt Anon >"You fucking little shit.....if only you never came into this world....." >Anon had lost consciousness long ago, it was all to much to bare >The onslaught continued for several more seconds till the leader gave a whistle >"Thats enough boys. Leave him for the wolves." >Multiple dark chuckles were heard as the sound of hooves trotted away, leaving Anon for dead >Anon simply laid there, having come to about 30 minutes after they left >He was surrounded in a pool of his own blood, and his body was slowly becoming numb >"Anon?" said a voice off somewhere >He knew that voice all to well.....it was mommy >"Anon? I know you ran out here, I promise not to punish you much~!" >Her voice grew closer >A scream of anguish was heard as hooves rapidly approached Anon >"A-Anon?!? No....NO!" >Anon felt himself slowly being flipped over by a pair of hooves, he opened his eyes the best he could only to meet the eyes of his loving mother >Her face was one of horror and fear >"N-no...." Her voiced cracked >Anon could only cry, the pain was unbearable and just the look in his mothers eyes was heartwrenching 'M-Mommy.....i-it hurts....' >Celestia's gave out a whimper at the sound of her little boys voice >"Shhh b-baby....mommies got you." >Celestia charged her horn, trying in any way to heal her son 'P-Please m-make it stop mo-mommy....the pain...' >She tried every healing spell she knew >Celestia gave a scream of anger as her magic was doing nothing, it was already to late... >Magic could only go so far, even her own powers couldn't help 'Mommy.....I-I can't feel my bo-body.....' >Celestia gave a gut wrenching whimper as she brought her son into a hug >Blood stained her pristine white coat as she held him 'M-Mommy...why is ev-everything turning dark...' >Celestia rocked him back and forth knowing all to well what was happening 'You're so warm mommy, I feel tired....' >Clestia shut her eyes, tears coming down >"Shhh Anon, honey, mommy loves you ok? Remember that...." >Anon's breathe slowed 'I love you to mommy....today at school! Th-' >He was interuppted as he felt a hoof to his lips >"Shhh A-Anon, its bedtime....g-go to sleep...." 'Awww ok.....but could you sing for me?' >Celestia still held on to him even when she knew he was dead, even when she knew none of what he said happened, he died many hours ago, her imagination was playing sick tricks on her >Everything she wished he said, he did say. But only in her mind >Everything that happened was only a figment of her imagination >Anon had died a slow painful death, Celestia to stunned to even help him as he had plead for her help >All she did was just stare at him, emotionless whilst holding him >Celestia continued to rock back and forth with the cold dead body of Anon >Her eyes wide open, looking off into the distance >Hours passed, and Celestia still continued to talk to Anon's body as if he were still there >Equestria was in a panic, no one knew where the princess was >Even Luna couldn't locate her >Many looked for her, yet no sign of her was seen >Equestia's solar princess had quite literally vanished >They say you can never describe the loss of a child >Especially from the mothers point of view >They bring them into this world, nurtured and cared for them.... >Only to have them suddenly ripped from you >That in its self is a sin to everything natural >"Shhh Anon....no need to fuss, I'll sing for you." She said to 'Anon' >"Just bare with me, its rather short..." >".........Bah! My song my rules!" She said with a laugh >"......what?........oh fine, ill save it for later, ill read that poem you'd been wanting to hear instead....*Ahem*" >"The sun shines bright all day long!" >"Starting from the crack of dawn!" >"And shines through out the day!" >"Ensuring everyone is dandy and gay!" >"For the day brings calling and life!" >"So don't take it with strife!" >"Be happy you're alive!" >"And live it till you die!" >"Be glad of the life you live!" >"And go out there and give!" >"All of this and more the day brings!" >"All you need to do is think!" >"Yet there comes a time" >"Where the sun must come and die" >"Yet don't cry my dear Anon!" >"For the Sun may be bright and mine!" >"You'll always be my true sunshine...." ================================================================================================================================ >"Doesn't Twilight look beautiful in her gala dress, sweetie?" "...I guess." "You know she was asking about you in her latest letter." "Well I do now." >"It would be so cute if the two of you shared the first dance at this years-" "For the final time, I'm NOT marrying Twilight!" >"Just one dance, for me?" "No, she smells like old books and shame." >"Well okay, if you're sure you don't want to." "I'm very fucking sure." >"It's just... hmm, nevermind." "What? You have to tell me now or I'll not be able to stop thinking about it." >"Well... just that Twilight hasn't had a coltfriend since she was a filly and even then it was just a foalish crush." "And?" >"Nothing, dear, just that she'd probably let you do whatever you wanted to her if you at least pretended to be interested and gave her the first dance." "I, uh-" >"No need to blush, sweetie, I'm just saying that she's desperate for male attention." "So when you say anything-" >"I mean that there's an unused broom closest at the end of the hall where nobody would think to look if the two of you were to mysteriously disappear from the party." ============================================================================================================================== >Be Anon >You walk through the castle hall with face still warm and sore. >"Anonymous!" the voice of mom echoes from behind. "How was school today?" >You quicken your pace and pretends you haven't heard her. >"Sweetie?" she calls out with concern. You veer around a corner and slinks into a bathroom and hopes it'll throw her off. >Three soft knocks on the door. >Nope. >"Sweetie? Did something happen?" "No mom." ... >"Can I come in?" >You don't answer because you know she'll do it with or without permission. >Her pleasant smell of vanilla fills the bathroom as she enters. >You turn your beaten half of the face away from her. >She instantly knows something is off. >"Anonymous. Please look at me." >She's not angry, but concerned. "I-It's nothing bad mom-" "Anonymous." >You sigh in defeat and looks right at her. >"Oh goodness! Wha-what... who did this to you?!" "Dunno. Bunch of colts turned out the lights and jumped me in the locker room" you mutter. >Celestia walks up and nuzzles affectionately against the not-hurt side of your face. >You nuzzle back and wrap both arms around her elegant neck. "I hate everyone. They think I'm a freak." >"No, no my little sunshine," she coos and rubs a hoof along your back. >Feels nice >Your hand travels down in a similar manner as mom and rubs her back. >When reaching her withers, Celestia silently moans and her body shudders. >Celestia quickly composes herself and ends the hug abruptly. >"Hrm. L-let's take care of that black eye sweetie." >You notice the stutter, and how usually shaky her voice sounded. >Maybe it was because you got hurt. She could get a little emotional with you around... overly protective mom and all. >You join her outside and walk together to the living quarters in mostly silence, aside from the many "are you okay" or "don't touch it"s and such. >Finally you stand before he huge bedroom doors and she prompts you to go inside. >"Take a seat on the bed, I'll go get something for your face." >While you sit, Celestia saunters off for a little while to her bathroom and returns with a white bag with a red cross on it. "Mom... can I quit going to school?" >She frowns. >"Sweetie, I understand this is a terrible way to start your first day, but I'm sure everypony in your class is a bad egg." >A tube floats up and she applies a really cold goop around your swollen eye, making you shudder. "Yes they are. The colts are just a bunch of jocks and dicks that can't stop messing with me. They call me things... stole my lunch... and yeah, this." >"What about the fillies? I'm pretty sure there must be some cute little ladies that would love to be your friend!" "...t-they're just as bad!" Your voice cracks and Celestia noticed too. >"Sweetie... did something else happen today?" "Th-they just pretended all along... said I was c-c-cute and wanted to see me after school... but they... pretended..." >"Anon..." she coos and places her gentle hoof under your chin. "Why would you think they pretended to like you?" "...heard them in the hall... it was a bet... first filly to get a kiss from me would win..." >Tube plonks down on the floor. >Celestia pulls you in a tight hug, legs and wing wraps around your body. >"Oh Anonymous... my dear little sunshine..." >You just bury your face against Celestia's silky frame, sobbing. "I wish they could've been more like you, mom." =============================================================================================================================== >"I told you he loved me more, sister." Busted a violent load to thoughts of mom jacking me off inside Auntie Luna. >She keeps you inside of her sister, as Luna's muscles milk you empty. >"We wouldn't want to waste a single drop. I had to make sure." >Nearing the brink of your endurance you give a final few vigorous thrusts of your hips. >Cuddling up to you from behind and resting her head over your shoulder your mother uses her magic to keep you from withdrawing from her sister, all the while whispering loving reassurance in your ear. >Hearing you give an animalistic grunt of satisfaction as you drive yourself over your peak and fill your aunty with your seed, Celestia proudly wraps her wings around you and exchanges a knowing glance with her sister. >"Good boy, mommy's so proud of you, sweetie." >"No need to be so tame, dear, my sister isn't made of glass after all. Pull her mane and really let her know she's being bred by a prince of Equestria." >"You know in the days of our youth it was considered very sensual for a stallion to bite the ear of the mare he was mounting... Perhaps that's something you'd do well to remember the next time she pays you a late night visit." >"Do try to quiet down, Luna. Do you wish for the entire palace to know what you and my son get up to when you two are left alone together for more than five minutes? Heavens know the maids already gossip enough as it is." "Hey... uh, do you think you could loan me some protection, mom?" >"Protection? Are your personal guards not up to your expectations, sweetie?" "N-No I mean like.. intimate protection. "Oh! I'm afraid I don't have any to give, sweetie." >"I swear that if you get even a drop in our tail, nephew, then you'll be spending the night in your own quarters and won't be getting so much as a glance of our flank in a month." >"Anon, dear, your whore of a marefriend is here. Are you ready yet?" >"E-Excuse me, princess?" >"Hmm? Oh I'm sorry, did I say that out loud?" That pic really makes me want to see stories about evil Celestia and Luna fawning over their little boy Anon Or just Anon with evil mommy Celestia and evil auntie Luna in general >"There are quite a few pretty young mares of breeding age in the dungeon, sweetie. Perhaps you'd like to go and have a little fun for a few hours, hmm? I'll make sure the guards know you're not to be disturbed." >Looking up from your writing desk you glance at your mother watching you expectantly. "For the final time, no, I'm not taking advantage of your half-starved prisoners." >Your dear mother scoffs at that. "Taking advantage? Nonsense, dear, they should count themselves privileged to receive your affections." "Privileged, eh? Then explain why they struggle so." >Your mother trots over to your bed and takes a seat. >"Nevermind that, sweetie, so long as you enjoy yourself that's all that matters." "It's still rape which, in case you'd forgotten, is still a crime." >"I decide what is and isn't a crime and I say you may do whatever you wish with with whoever you wish, my dear sweet boy." >You roll your eyes and turn back to the book upon your desk. >A few moments pass in silence before your mother again speaks. >"I hear the mare in cell six in in heat... A pretty little thing with a blonde mane and such striking eyes." "Oh so that's what this is really about, is it? You're just going through one of your phases where you're desperate for grandkids and don't care who the mother is?" >tfw no satyr kids for evil Celestia. Feels bad. >"Grandmother, what does 'tyrant' mean?" >"Where did you hear that word, my sweet?" >"A maid said you and great-aunt Luna were tyrants." >"Oh? It's a silly word that doesn't mean anything, dear. Now can you be very clever and tell your granny what the maid looked like?" >"This is not the time for your good consciousness honey." >"Flogging them in public is a bit too harsh even for you though mother." >It is when she gets off on it. > the slaps of a paddle against a flank and the pained moans of a prisoner echo throughout the courtyard. >All the while your mother is biting her lip, juices running down her legs. Trying to keep from moaning with the prisoner. >You're ashamed to admit it. But the sight has you turned on as well. The poor prisoner stallion caught wind of your moms scent and his fifth leg was soon on display in public. >You couldn't help but watch as your mom viciously paddle him, slapping him so hard his junk glowed a healthy red. >By now she's given up all pretenses of criminal punishment and is shouting out loud, "Worship your mistress peasant! Feel the sun's sting!" >You turn to leave your mom to her depraved acts, but you find yourself suddenly rooted to the spot. >"Honey, it's important that you learn how to properly punks somepony when they do something wrong." She says lovingly. >She looks at you, eyes glazed over with lust. >"It'll be just like when I taught you as a boy." >You're scared now. You've never seen her like this. >The most perverted she's ever been around you was make a Boeing pony lick her hoof and beg for something, usually forgiveness. >You try and think of a way out of this but it's very hard to think with the image of what's happening in front of you. >"The best way to spank a BAD pony, is on the cutie mark." *WHAP* >The prisoner stallion screams as the paddle makes contact. >Although you're not sure if it was pleasure or pain being the reason he screamed. >Because you can see the puddle of pre he's been leaking. ================================================================================================================================= >Celestia stands behind you and watches expectantly as you stare down at the bound and gagged mare laying curled up fearfully upon your bed. >You're not quite sure how you should react as your mother nudges you forwards with a wing and offers you an encouraging smile. >"Come on now, sweetie, don't be shy," she practically purrs in your ear, "it's your birthright as my son to have claim to any mare you desire." >You look down at the pitiful sight on your bed, the young mare now struggling against her bonds. "I... uh... I'm not sure if-" >"Is this one not to your liking? Too scrawny perhaps?" Your mother interrupts. "She comes from a long line of powerful unicorns and her family has great and wealthy estates in the east, plus she's in heat at the moment as I'm sure you can tell." >You know what your mother is suggesting is amoral, but then again... she often says she's the only one who can judge right from wrong and you know you're above retribution. >Would it really be so bad to just do what she expects of you? >"Come now, Anonymous, she is quite beautiful by my eye and is unsullied," Celestia urges, "prime breeding stock." >"Still no?" You mother sighs melodramatically. "My but you're picky when it comes to your conquests." >Opening the door to your private chambers with her magic Celestia calls in the guards stationed outside to take the bound mare back to the dungeon. >"And after I went to all the trouble of ordering your maids to bathe and clean her too." >You sit down upon the end of your bed and offer an semi-apologetic shrug. >"I just don't understand you sometimes, sweetie," continues the princess as she sits by your side and wraps you in a wing, "I bring you the most beautiful and influential ponies from the four corners of Equestria and yet still none of them are good enough for you." "I wouldn't say they're not g-" >You're cut off as your mother pulls you against her side and nuzzles you affectionately, effectively shutting you up as your face is pushed into her silky white fur. >"I would have begun to suspect you weren't into mares at all if not for the fact that I know you've been having a little fun with a couple of your maids, not to mention my assistant." "H-How did you know about that?" >"Oh please, as if so much as a pin drops in this palace without me knowing about it." "Well why can't I just have one of them?" >"Them?" Your mother asks as if you'd just suggested you sire her grandchildren with a worm. "Nonsense, they're common riff-raff." >Sometimes you couldn't get your head around your mother's thought process. >One moment she was bringing you random mares from the dungeon to 'sate you desires upon' as she put it, the next she was going on about keeping the bloodline pure and undiluted by the common herd. >"I would almost allow you to have my sister carry your offspring if it weren't for the fact that I know she's just itching to get rid of me and have the throne all to herself and it would give her the perfect excuse." "Aunty Luna, really?" >Your mother smirks at you. >"You and she have been very naughty together, haven't you? As I said, not a pin drops in this palace without me knowing about it." "That uh, that doesn't bother you?" >Your mother lets out a chuckle at that. >"Of course not, sweetie, her beauty is second only to my own." >Humility was never one of your mother's strong points. >"Such urges are natural for a male of your age and my sister is certainly of good breeding and noble blood, not to mention the way she flaunts herself to you." >You can't help but blush a little at that. >Your auntie had always been somewhat upfront with her desire towards you and made her intentions very obvious. >"She's always resented living under my shadow and clearly sees you as a means to gain more power." "But doesn't she have greater authority than me?" >"Oh Anon, so naive." Your mother says with a gentle smile. "I am the dominant sister and as my son you're my heir, not her. If anything ever happened to me, which it won't, you would be crowned king and my sister would be answerable to you. >That's something you didn't know. >"Of course if my sister married you or mothered your child she would gain a great deal of power in the eyes of the world and at last be out of my shadow." >Standing from the bed Celestia fixes you with a serious expression. >"Since none of my choices for a suitable mare to carry your child have pleased you I ask you directly to choose." >Oh great back to this again. >"You may pick any mare you see fit that is of good blood, any at all and I will bring them here." What's the use in fighting, after all you can't stall for time forever. >Celestia has been encouraging you to continue the bloodline since you hit puberty and now that you've fully matured she seems adamant that you pick a mare to be the mother of her grandchildren. >You know you'll have no part in raising the children even if they are yours and that your mother certainly wouldn't expect you to help look after them. >All she's interested in is you 'doing the business' so to speak and couldn't care less if you don't so much as look at the mare you pick after you've done your part. >So essentially all you have to do is have sex then bask in your mother's praise and adoration for having done your duty. >You did in fact enjoy sex, despite what others may think from your reluctance to pick a mare, you just weren't exactly a fan of your mother's habit of bringing them bound and gagged to your bed chamber then just standing there expectantly for you to 'sate yourself' as she worded it. >Then there's the bombshell that Luna, whose affections were admittedly inappropriate coming from an aunt, was just interested in you because she saw you as both a competitor for the throne and a potential pawn to use to gain more power for herself. >With a sigh you realise you may as well just choose a mare and get it over with. >A triumphant smile slowly grows on Celestia's face as she sees the acceptance in yours. >"I can see you're starting to see things my way, sweetie." "Well I suppose being a father wouldn't be so bad, right?" >"Of course not!" She exclaims, beaming happily. "You wouldn't have to lift a finger in bringing up the child, I would hire the most qualified of nannies to care for their every whim and I would teach them personally as I did you." >So that's what your mother wants? Another life to mold and shape as she sees fit. >Well if that's what she desires then you suppose you'll provide it. "Okay, I'll choose." >Celestia picks you up from the bed and pulls you towards herself, wrapping you in her wings and nuzzling you affectionately. >Was this really the same tyrannical ruler that threw ponies into the dungeons for 'not bowing low enough' or 'sneezing in an offensive fashion'. >"I knew my dear boy would not disappoint me," she practically cooed, "though maybe I should start calling you my big, strong man from now on, hmm? It doesn't do to be calling a parent 'boy' in front of their offspring now does it?" >You're still not convinced about this whole idea, but at least your mother seems happy. >"If I may be so bold as to make a suggestion, perhaps a fine young Saddle Arabian princess would please you? Her larger build would mean you could really let loose and enjoy yourself without damaging her, as your father was so fond of doing with me, not to mention if you married her she would be loyal and subservient to you until death. We can't discount the riches the union would bring us either. After all we would have access to Saddle Arabia's vast trade in exotic goods thanks to the increase in our diplomatic standing with them." >Your mother was nothing if not a shrewd negotiator, even if her form of negotiation often involved threats of incineration and castration. >You pull away from Celestia's feathery grasp. "I'll consider it so long as you promise never to talk about you and father having sex again." >Your mother fixes you with a playful grin. >"Don't be so squeamish, Anon, were it not for your father's near constant demands for intimacy you'd not be here." >She sighs wistfully, seemingly lost in some fondly remembered memory. >"Say what you like about that man but by the stars he knew how to please a mare... So forceful~" "Mother for the sake of decency stop!" >That seems to have snapped her from her reminiscing. >"I didn't raise you to be a prude, dear." "Okay fine, whatever, now back on subject." >"Ah yes, so may I send a diplomat to arrange a meeting between you and the Caliph of Saddle Arabia's daughter?" >You may as well just give in because you know your mother will never let this matter drop. "Yes, I suppose." >Once again Celestia beams at you. >"I knew you'd see things my way eventually, my wonderful boy." >One thing troubles you however. "That does leave one thing, mother." >Celestia's expression didn't change and she continued to smile adoringly at you. "If aunty Luna has just been using me as a way to gain power then won't this upset her plans slightly if I were to get married? I mean what should I do in the meantime if she comes to visit me in the night again? We both know aunty can get a little... unpredictable, at times when things don't go her way." >Your mother sighed deeply and remained silent for a moment before eventually looking up at you once more. >"If my 'dear' sister comes to you again then tell her nothing and act as if we never had this conversation. I will make all the arrangements in secret and with a little luck the first Luna will know of the wedding is when you and your bride stand in front of the altar and give your vows, by which time it'll be far too late for her to interfere." "And if she wants-" >"If she wants to throw herself at you like a cheap harlot then let her." >Your mother smirks at you. >"After all she won't be in season for another three months so there's no reason not to have a little fun. Besides, you could call it practice for your wedding night." ===================================================================================================================================== Mirror Celestia lets Anon give out punishments to the prisoners for the first time. But since Anon is just a kid the worst punishments he can think of are childish. Like making them eat brussel sprouts or something. > But since Anon is just a kid the worst punishments he can think of are childish. Anon never sees a pony eat meat...so he hands that out as punishment. Mirror Celestia and Luna are thinking they have a little monster on their hooves and they couldn't be more giddy about it. Or Anon lets them out of their cells only if they let him ride on their backs. >You are Summer Harvest. >From your position chained to the floor of the damp stone floor you look up at the young prince as his mother guides him into your cell and waits for him outside in the corridor, having given you a glare that told you that if you much thought of harming her son she'd skin you alive and hang you out for the crows to feast on. "P-Please you highness, have mercy!" >The young boy looks down at you curiously for a moment before looking back at his mother as she gives him a reassuring nod from the doorway. >Turning back to you the prince speaks. >"I'll let you go if you promise not to be bad again... and you have to make my willy feel like when my maid does that thing with her mouth." >From outside your cell you hear the prince's mother give a surprised gasp. >You get the feeling the palace is going to be short one made very soon. ================================================================================================================================== >You sit with Celestia on the balcony attached to her bedroom, overlooking the landscape below >Canterlot is mostly quiet with the night quickly approaching, but a few ponies are still out and about running some last minute errands “It’s beautiful.” You say cheerfully. “Did you make it for me, mommy?” >Celestia looks down at you and smiles, blushing slightly as she does so >”Of course, my little prince,” She says, chuckling a little bit. “I always try to make the sunsets gorgeous for you.” >You grin and snuggle up against her body >Celestia puts a foreleg over your shoulder and pulls you into a tight embrace, wrapping her wing around your body >Her warm soft fur feels unbelievably comfortable against your skin, like a blanket of heavenly comfort >”Oh, look, Anonymous!” Celestia says, pointing with her other foreleg >Atop a nearby tower stands Auntie Luna, about to raise the moon high above Equestria >”You know what this means, right?” she asks “Yes.” You say with a yawn. “It’s bedtime.” >The two of you watch as Luna’s horn begins to glow. The sun sets below the horizon, and in its place comes the moon >The sudden change from light to dark throws off your vision slightly, but it’s nothing too major >From the high tower’s balcony, you see Luna take flight and come down towards you and Celestia >”Greetings, sister,” Luna says. “I take it your day has gone well?” >”Of course, Luna,” Celestia responds. “All of my days are much better now that young Anonymous is here.” >Luna looks to you and smiles contently >”And how is my handsome nephew doing tonight?” “I’m okay,” You say with a giggle. “But I am pretty tired…” >”Well, I do not want to keep you from your dreams.” Luna grins. “But will you at least give me a hug before you go to bed?” >Without hesitation, you spring to your feet and wrap your arms around the bottom of Luna’s neck >Luna’s about two feet taller than you, while Celestia stands tall above you both >You release your grip, and with a nod, Luna takes flight above the city >”Come, Anonymous. It’s time to get you to bed.” Celestia says >After what seems like no time at all, you’re all ready for bed >”Did you brush your teeth, Anonymous?” Celestia asks “Yes, mommy!” You reply cheerfully, showing her your teeth as proof >”Good job, Anonymous,” she says. “Now, let’s get you to bed.” >With a smile, Celestia’s horn begins to glow, and she picks you up with her magic “Ahahaha!” You laugh. “Mommy! Stop! Ahahaha! That tickles!” >You hear her giggle as she begins to walk towards your bed with you in her magical field >Gently, she puts you down onto the mattress and pulls the covers up to your chest “Mommy?” you ask. “Do you think you could snuggle me tonight? >”Why, of course, dear,” Celestia says cheerfully. “Anything for my little prince!” >You scoot over towards the edge of your bed, giving Celestia room to lie down >She brings down the covers for just a moment, allowing herself to cuddle up next to you under the blankets >Celestia drapes a wing over your body and brings the blankets back up to the both of you >You snuggle tightly against her body, listening to her gentle heartbeat as you begin to close your eyes >”Would you like me to sing you a lullaby, Anonymous?” she asks >Too tired to speak, you gently nod in approval, cuddling closer to her as you do so >She clears her throat, and begins to sing >”You are my sunshine… my only sunshine… You make me happy… when skies are grey…” >You close your eyes and begin to let slumber take over your body >”You never know dear… how much I love you...” “But I do know.” You think to yourself >”Please don’t take my sunshine away…” >You smile contently. She really does have an amazing voice. >”Goodnight, Anonymous,” Celestia says. “I love you.” “Goodnight, Mommy. I love you, too.” ====================================================================================================================================== Dear Diary, I must apologize for my recent absence; I realize it has been a while since we last spoke, but I assure you, it’s not out of recent laziness. A great deal of duties have been keeping me incredibly preoccupied for the past… Two or so weeks... Old how things align sometimes, isn’t it Diary? Royal duties, emissary visits, and… him. I say this purely for the sake of event and time keeping, but Anon DID arrive here in Equestria on the day of the Summer Solstice, exactly two weeks ago. Oh how I love watching him go about his daily regime in the castle, spying on him as he eats in the castle dining room, reading books from the archives. I know I shouldn’t, but when such an exotic creature falls right into your hooves? Not to mention he’s so tall, and handsome, and young… Oh, just listen to me Diary. I don’t want to say it, but I might’ve fallen for him. Yes, me, the ruler of Equestria, the Princess of the sun! … But what’s would the subjects think? What if they found out? One second Diary, I need a moment. Okay, I’m back. He says his name is Anon, it does have a nice ring to it, doesn’t it? Anon… Oh whatever shall I do with you? I’ll write to Twilight today, I believe the rest of the elements should be informed of him. Cadence already knows, that in turn means Shining Armor probably does as well. Luna, of course does… and the maids and guard ponies who I pay handsomely not to disclose until I decide when I should make his presence publicly known. Yes, I can’t lie, I have been sheltering him in the castle ever since he mysteriously teleported here, letting him walk throughout the gardens under my supervision. How I do enjoy those walks we have together, I think they’re the best stress relievers I’ve ever had. … Don’t look at me like that, Diary! It’s not like I’m using up our time together so I can spend time with him! …Fine, okay, I’m sorry Diary. It’s just so hard not to, he’s just such a change in a life full of repetitiveness. When you lived for more than 1000 years and things starts to feel the same, occurrences like this genuinely excite a pony, even a pony like me. … I know I can’t keep him housed up forever. He says he’s old and mature enough to adventure on his own, and take care of himself, but that’s not what I’m afraid of; I’m afraid of him leaving me, Diary. He’s too young and naive, I have to watch out for him. What if he does something irrational, like fall for my sister instead, or one of the female guard ponies? Aurgg, this is too much Diary, I’ll talk to you later. I need to find Anon and scold him for making me fall for for him! >You close the book, and slowly levitate it onto ones of the side tables resting adjacent to your bed, then yawned, and rubbed your eyes. >What time was it? Judging from outside, probably 3 or 4 in the morning. >You slept in today. >It was about time the raise the sun from it’s hiding place beneath the horizon. >Coffee first, though. That was always a morning priority. >Using your forehoof, you gently lift, casting off the silky bedsheets covering you. >You look over to the adjacent bathroom door, deciding whether or not you had time for a quick shower before you officially started the day. >You almost always started the day with a hot shower, but as a Princess, time was not on your side. >You shrug, and slide your hooves over the side of the bed, plopping them down into your golden horseshoes. >The shower can wait, the sun however, could not. >Using your magic, you levitate your signature tiara from the top of your dresser, on top of your bedhead, adjusting slightly so that it says in place amongst the loose strands of uneven hair. > Quick glance in the mirror proved that you did indeed have bedhead… with a tiara lazily tucked in somewhere underneath a mat of sideways mane. >You’ll fix it later. >It’s not like anyone was up this early in the morning anyway, besides maybe a couple of night guards; so right now you just had to concentrate on walking to the kitchen to brew some coffee, by yourself. Not that you minded too much, but it should be noted that Luna had it easy. >You glance around your room one final time, before sighing contently with the scattered state it was in. >It’s could definitely use a little tidying, sure, but it was nothing compared to Luna’s room. Eh, maybe you’ll send a maid up sometime later. >You open up your bedroom door, and quietly step out, courteous to make as little sound as possible. >Like second nature, you charge up your magic in anticipation of teleporting, but cancel the spell at the last second as you decide to walk, it’ll give you time to reflect on some things. >Like if Anon really does enjoy it here in Equestria? >He says he does, but at the same time, he also says he remembers almost nothing of where he came from. That means he doesn’t have much to compare it to. >A shame, really, because you’d love to know more about humans and their homeland. >How they live, what they do, how they eat, if they can- >There you go again, fantasizing about him again. Not a minute goes by where he doesn’t somehow find a way into your mind >You sigh. >You view him as a son almost, and he’s only been here two weeks. That can’t be healthy. >You need to find another hobby to keep your mind off him, he is just another living, breathing creature after all. >After awhile, you arrive at the doorway to the royal eating hall, surprisingly finding both doors wide open. >That’s strange... Usually the guards remember to close up everything each night. >Eh, it was probably Luna, off again on another one of her nighttime escapades through the castle no doubt. >You pay it little mind as you walk along next to the stirling oak table, taking a moment to glance up at the gorgeous tapestries and glass paintings displayed on the walls. You’ve seen them countless times before, but even all these years, they still find ways to steal your glance as you walk throughout the hall. >Suddenly, you hear the clang of metal somewhere in the kitchen at the other side of the room. >So one of the guard ponies was awake after all, probably deciding to make himself breakfast before everypony else starts the hussle and bussle of their day. >Or maybe it was Luna, raiding the fridge for the moon pies again. >You start to turn the corner. >Or it could be- “Anon?” >You are now Anon. >“Anon?” >Holy shit! >Your heart skips a beat, and you quickly spin around to face the source of the noise. “Jesus Princess, you scared the crap outta me.” You say comically while putting a hand over your heart. >She giggles playfully before elegantly trotting over to you. >”Please Anon, as I’ve told you before, call me Celestia.” She says charmingly while flicking her tail up and underneath your chin. >”What are you doing up so early anyway?” >You raise an eyebrow and turn back around, extending your forearm out towards your unfinished kitchen business. “I woke up sometime during the night, couldn’t fall back asleep... So here I am.” >Celestia sniffs the air and looks toward the countertop. >A bag of dark brown beans rests gently against a french press. >”Making coffee?” >You click your tongue in affirmation. “Mhmm, would you like some?” >She smiles. >”I’d love some, thank you.” She says sweetly. “Not a problem.” You say while stepping back towards the elaborately decorated coffee press, already filled with some granulated coffee beans “Y’know…” >Celestia looks up at you, waiting for you to continue. >”Mmm?” Celestia says, after seeing you wouldn’t talk without a nudge of encouragement. >You chuckle and shake your head. “Nevermind, it’s stupid.” >Celestia laughs and walks over to nuzzle you… for some reason. >Not that you minded it or anything. >”No, continue, I insist. Infact, I bet it isn’t stupid at all.” >You inhale deeply, then exhale before rolling your eyes to the ceiling. “Are you going to laugh?” >Celestia smirks. >”I’ll promise not to.” >You flare your nostrils and smirk. “Okay... When I first arrived here, I had no idea what you were talking about whenever you mentioned coffee. >You chuckle at yourself as you pulled out 2 mugs from the overhead cabinet. “And when you showed it to me, I thought it was some type of weird potion or something.” >You hear Celestia giggle behind you, and you shift your head around. “Hey! Don’t laugh, I’m serious!” You shout playfully. >”I know, I know, it’s just… Everypony knows what coffee is, that’s just common knowledge” “I didn’t remembered drinking the stuff on Earth. Well, not until you gave me some.” >You laugh. >Celestia continued to smile sweetly at you, not saying anything. >For the sake of not making things awkward, you continued. “I was like, Oh yeah! This horrible, bitter tasting concoction that no one in their right mind would ever want to drink, yeah I remember this, I used to drink it everyday back on Earth!” >Celestia laughs again. You weren't sure if she was laughing at all your jokes just for shits and giggles, or if she actually wholeheartedly thought you were being funny. >In a sense, making her smile made you feel good inside. She always seemed to be happy around you, and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t like spending time with her. >”Anon, you’re just such a creature, you know that?” >You press the coffee filter down, separating the flakes of bean from the rich, black java. “Should I take that as an insult or a complement?” >”N-no!” She stammers. >You laugh before raising a pausing hand. “I was kidding Cel, you compliment me everyday, I know what you mean. >Celestia turns her head away, noticeably breaking eye contact. >You were about to question her on it, but stop yourself as you spy a red tint slowly growing on her cheeks. >Oh, this’ll be fun. “It’s not even every day, more like every hour it seems. Or, hell, anytime we’re together, which is incredibly often.” >You notice Celestia become slightly more uncomfortable, her cheeks growing even redder. “Infact, you spend so much time-” >”Okay Anonymous, that’s enough.” She says sternly, her cheeks still bright red. >You laugh, and run a hand through her mane. “Does Celestia have a crush on me?” >She looks down, the up, then side to side trying to pin her eyes to anything that wasn’t you. >”Of c-course not, don’t be ridiculous.” She stammers. “Dang, well that’s a shame.” >Celestia looks at you, a face riddled with confusion. “It was worth a shot though.” >”Wait, what?” >You chuckle to yourself as you slowly pour the liquid into the mugs. >”Do… do you have a crush on me?” >You are now Celestia. (Shaddup, I’ll make the transitions better later on.) >He cocks an eyebrow at you. >”Oh, wouldn’t you like to know.” >Huh? >He takes a step towards you, leaving the coffee idle on the counter. >He extends out his hands, all the while smiling at you. >”Go ahead.” He says solemnly. “In my left hand is your life as you once knew it weeks ago, ordinary, but familiar.” >He then nods to his right hand. >”And in my other, is a life full of uncertainty. Your subjects might grow to loathe you, and become forever distracted by the siren’s call. Failing to carry out duties, losing your place as ruler, and just possibly, losing faith in friendship.” >You stare at him baffled by his sudden arbitrary outburst. “Anon, what in my name are you talking about?” >”You know what I’m talking about, sister.” He says coldly. “You /know/ what I mean.” >Sister? “A-anon, please; stop this nonsense!” >You watch him turn around, pick up the mug, and extending his arm out to you, he drops it to the ground at your hooves. >You watch it’s decent, unable to do anything else but stare stunned at the falling object. The ceramic shatters, the pieces skid across the ground, the torrent of black liquid following in it’s wake. >”I ask-k you again, C-celestia, left, or rig-ght?” He says, his voice sounding distorted and slightly demonic. >You watch in horror as parts of his body flicker back and forth, never quite aligning itself with his original form. “A-anon, what are you doing!?” >Darkness suddenly seeps into the kitchen and the corners of your eyes, drawing your attention to the surrounding room. “What’s going on?” >The last thing you see before the darkness takes you is a sliver of blue tale as it disappears around the doorway corner. >Luna… >You awake with a jolt. >Your breathing was rapid, a clear side effect of the beating heart rapidly thumping in your chest. >You take a few deep breaths to calm your nerves, and to reset your breathing pattern as you look around the room. >It was only a dream… A haunting dream. >Quickly, you reach for your diary resting on the end table, hurriedly scanning it’s contents for your latest entry. >Page after page until they flipped into blank sheets of white. >It wasn’t there, it was part of your nightmare… and it had vanished along with it as well. >You breath a content sigh of relief, confirming your suspicions. >You float it over to your illuminated end table, brightened by the sun’s rays. >Sun’s rays? No, that can’t be right, there's no way that could be right, you must be dreaming again. >You quickly bite the end of your hoof, praying for it to feel numb and voidless of sensation, but as luck would have it, a sharp pain shoots through your leg accompanied by a slowly growing red mark. “No, no, it can’t be.” >In one quick movement, you leap out of bed, not bothering to dress yourself and shoot down the hallway. >Luna is going to have some explaining to do. >You pass row after row of doors, then maneuvering a corner slingshotting you to the far west side. >You spy her bedroom door in the near distance, it’s fashion a signature crescent moon. >One of her bedroom guards sees you quickly trotting towards the doors, and opens his mouth to address you. >You ignore him, and bust down the door to your sister’s room. He wouldn’t be bothering somepony such as you anyway. ”Luna!” You cry out upon spotting her gazing over the city on her adjacent balcony >She shifts her head slightly, not bothering to fully acknowledge you, as if she’s been expecting your presence. >Of course, she was expecting you. >You slow down, pacing your speed to a calm and collective walk as you approach her, magically sliding open the glass door leading outside. >She takes a deep breath of the crisp morning air, then exhales turning her expression into a smile as you near her. >”You overslept, sister.” >You feel like shouting a snarky comment at her, but restrain yourself for now. “I can see that.” You mutter, glancing at the full sun, watching it make it’s ascent out from under the horizon. >Luna senses your displeasure in the scene and smirks slightly. >”I figured.” She begins “Thou must’ve worked so hard those many years ago lifting thy moon, I’d return the favor…” She looks at you as she says that. “It is most beautiful, isn’t it?” >Luna, to your memory has never lifted up sun before, that’s always been your duty ever since you were tasked with it. Seeing that she was capable of such a feat made you a little apprehensive. “What are you trying to accomplish by doing this, Luna?” You say, adding some very noticeable venom to your tone. >”Who, me? I’m merely trying to aid thou’st subjects with the gift of lig-” “You know what I’m talking about, sister, you /know/ what I mean. “You retort in the same tone she puppeteered Anon with in your dream. >She gulps, and shuts up, but her smile doesn’t falter. >”So then... I can see my demonstration didn’t go completely for naught.” “Luna, please ans-” >”I see how obsessed you are over him…” She interjects quickly “I’m just trying to keep you from making the same mistake I did all those years ago…” >You glance at her questioningly “You never obsessed over anypony…?” >She nods in agreement. >”But I was obsessed with power, and with thy vengeful night. I let my irrational desires and feelings get the better of me, and well… Well, you know the rest, sister.” >You look away, and sigh. >At least this wasn’t just a cruel prank of her’s or something similar, even though it was certainly unneeded in your eyes. “And then the sun?” You ask, already knowing her answer. >”I-I was practicing.” “For what?” >”Plan B.” >You forcefully turn around, pushing your way past Luna and through her bedchambers. >You’ve heard enough, if she’s so confident this time around anyway, you’ll just let her raise the sun. >”Wait, sister!” She call’s out after you. >You continue to ignore her as she runs after you. >”Please!” >You shift your head around to face her. “What?” >”I know you won’t heed my warning, and technically you don’t have have to either, but don’t let something trivial get the better of you… That’s not the sister I know.” “Something trivial? I know more about him than you do, Luna. He’s not something trivial, and he’s not an obsession either!” You blurt out angrily. >”Tia-” >She shakes her head slightly. >“Did you know his birthday was two days ago?” “Did… Did I what?” >She confidently turns back around after seeing that she has your interest again. >”Mhmm, we had a good talk one night about a week or so ago… Something we haven’t been able to do much as of late,” She says a little sternly “after your decision to keep him locked up and under surveillance every waking moment.” >His birthday was two days ago…? Why didn’t he tell you? >”He told me not to tell you, said thou might get too obsessed with something like that and lose track of your duties, what’s important...” >Luna puts her hoof up, admiring it for snobbish, dramatic effect. >”I for one would have to agree.” >You sneer at her and turn back around to the door. “Tell me if you need any help with the sun.” You say sourly through your teeth before walking towards the door. “You probably will.” >Next destination, to check on him. --- >You gently rub your fingers over the smooth piece of black glass in front of you. >Whatever it was, you might never know. A relic of a previous time, a previous place. >You flip it over again, running your finger atop the glassy backside >It was was also smooth, but it wasn’t as smooth like the front, and you couldn’t see your reflection staring back at you. >It might be hard plastic, or glass, but you honestly didn’t know for certain. >The backside also did intrigue you more, what with it’s mysterious components dotting it’s underside. >Near the top was another piece of glass, this one much smaller and circular, built straight into the device, causing it to lay level with the plastic coating. >To the side of that was a landmine of small holes, no bigger than a pin needle that dotted the upper corner. >You rotate it in your hands again, looking again at the sides. >The only kinetic part of the device it seemed, were two skinny buttons running horizontally across its border. >No matter how many time you pressed them, nothing happened, even if you held them down the foreign object continued to stay asleep in your palm. >Was it broken? Possibly. You’d never know for sure, 90% accountable for you not even knowing what the device was or what it did. >The one relic you have of your home planet, the one thing that was in your pant’s pocket when you got here. >At the very bottom there was a hole that broke the cadence of it’s outside exterior. >You weren’t quite sure why it was there, or what purpose it served either. Maybe something goes in there? A very small key perhaps? >For that reason you denounced it’s gender as female,. >”Anon, sweetie? Are you in there?” >Quickly, you drop the object from your hand into your bottom drawer stationed in your wardrobe and kick it closed with your foot. “Yeah, I’m in here.” You say through the door. >Slowly, you see the handle turn, and your bedroom door opens to display a smiling Celestia. >”May I come in?” “Of course” You say, shifting your body on your bed to her direction. “I won’t bite.” >She giggles slightly, before closing the door behind her with her magic. >“Doesn’t mean I’d mind if you did.” >Reaching down, she scoops you into a tight hug, something you’ve come to acknowledge as part of her daily routine. >Her hair smells of daisies and lilac, self consciously making you wish you smelled as nice. >She could definitely smell your scent too, hopefully she didn’t mind some sweat and a little bit of grease. >She pulls away, quickly pecking you on the forehead, smiles, and sits down next to you. >”How’s my favorite human been?” “I’ve been great, but you already know that. A little overheated, though.” You remark. “Your days are getting hotter.” >Celestia laughs. >”You are a silly creature, aren’t you? You wouldn’t be as hot if you didn’t wear so much clothing all the time.” >You roll your eyes. Celestia might not know everything about human culture, but she wasn’t that naive. “I’m not going to do that, so don’t ask me to.” >Celestia shrugs, and puts on a questioning smile. “When it’s cold out, sure, but when it’s hot out like today, your clothes serve you no purpose. I’m not sure what the human mentality is, but you should take a note from us ponies, we-” >”Cut it, Cel. It’s just inhuman, and I’m a h-u-m-a-n, not a pony.” You say that last part with emphasis “And you should take a note from me.” >Celestia snorts and looks away. >”Fine then, if tradition must come before common sense…” >You facepalm, and sigh into your palm. >Celestia starts laughing. >”You crack me up sometimes, Anonymous.” “Hmmph.” >”By the way, I was meaning to ask you something...” >You look up at the oversized pony draped around you. >She continues when you don’t say anything. >”Luna told me something quite peculiar today.” >”She told me that ‘supposedly’ your birthday was two days ago…” >... >”Is this true, Anon? >You slouch back and lay back in the bed a little more before sighing and looking into her giant purple eyes. “Well, it’s not, not true.” >Suddenly Celestia facial tone changes, and she undoes herself from your stationary embrace. >”Anon… Why didn’t you tell me?” >You wet your lips before quietly coughing a couple times to the side. “I don’t know Celly, it’s just that... “ >You pause for a moment, searching for the words to say. “I appreciate your devotion and adoration towards me, but you seem to have… interrupted your life in order to ‘mother’ me.” You say that last word with a hint of confusion, if at best only to make Celestia think that you're not trying to zealously distance yourself from her. >The princess looks down, possibly a little heartbroken at your reasonings. >”I… mother you…?” >Slowly, you inhale and exhale a long breath through your nose. “Please, just don’t take this the wrong way, but as a mother, you’d be fantastic, A-fuckin plus.” >It’s not often that you swore around her, it just never felt justified, but you decided to bring out the juvenile vocabulary for effect. “But I don’t need a mom.” >You look to the side and flick some imaginary dust off your hand. “Destiny has a weird way of working things. It dropped me off into this foreign, downright surreal world during the point in my life where I’m supposed to be figuring myself out… supposed to be finding out who I really am.” >You look back up to her. “I know it sounds like some whiney white girl thing to say” Nodding to her to acknowledge that you understand she didn’t get the joke, but that it was one “But the thing is, it’s true. There’s a purpose for me being here, something I don’t know yet, something I’m not sure I’ll ever know, but theres a purpose out there for me, and I intend to find it.” >Celestia sighs, but eventually meekly smiles. >”I guess you are growing up, aren’t you?” “...” … >”17.” “Huh?” >”If you were 16 when you came here, then that means you turned 17 two days ago…” “You’re correct… But I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to get even more distracted from your duties as a princess just to focus on me. I know you would’ve made a big deal about, insisted on a big party, try to buy me a bunch of things, etc.” >Celestia looks down troubled. >”I still want to do something special for you, I wouldn’t feel right if I didn’t, you only turn 17 once; compared to someone with as many years as me, completely ignoring this date would-” “Would be the most reasonable decision. Cel, I overheard some guards talking about how you rescheduled your meeting with the griffon advisers that was supposed to happen three days ago. You know what “incredibly important thing” popped up three days ago that justified a reschedule? You took me out to the lake for a picnic…” >Celestia sighs again.” >”I guess you’re right. I’ve just been so caught up in you and your sudden appearance, I’ve been… lacking in my civil duties, and I thank you for finally bringing this to my attention. You don’t need to be tied to a leash wherever you go, I’ll notify the guards that I don’t mind you exploring the city of Canterlot without my supervision, after all, you did just turn 17.” >Holy shit, you didn’t expect that. Sure you always found it odd that she was always so overprotective of you, but you didn’t expect her to give you free reign throughout the city, afterall, your very existence has only just now become common knowledge amongst the townsfolk. “I appreciate that, Cel, thank you.” You say before embracing her in a pony hug. >”Be careful out there though, Anon. The city is a big place and the ponies aren't, well… the nicest they could be. I fear they’ll let their prejudices get in the way of befriending you.” She says that last part with a hint of solemn. “If you lived in someplace a little more rural, like Ponyville, I’d have no fear in letting you stretch your wings and adventure.” >”Speaking of Ponyville, you remember Twilight Sparkle, right?” >Twilight Sparkle, how could you forget? She was the purple one that showed up at the castle a couple days after you did. Equipped with a horn and wings like Celestia herself. At first you weren’t sure what to think of her, but by the end of the visit you managed to win her over by doubtlessly impressing her with your knowledge of high school physics, apparently stuff this world never knew. Funny pony indeed though. “Of course I do, purple hair and mane, quirky attitude… Alicorn?” >”That’s her.” >Celestia looks around the room, before finally resting her gaze on you. >”I wasn’t quite sure if you were ready to sit in on a session of this magnitude with me… but I feel you should have the right to choose, as I do feel it would be a good experience for you.” “You’re talking about the griffons, yes?” >Celestia nods her head. >”Correct. When I rescheduled the date, I put it on the 19th, that date being tomorrow. With some communication with my student, Twilight, we figured there’d be nothing wrong with you getting to know the association of them, and even sit in on the united discussion. “Wow, okay. Thank you Cel, it’s definitely nothing short of an honor. However, I must ask, how does Ms Sparkle tie into this?” >”She’ll also be here to attend the event, and make the griffons don’t…” >Facepalm “For pete’s sake Celestia, they’re not going to try to kidnap me, they’re griffon officials, and even if they did, I’m a human, I’m a creature meant to fight.” >”You’re right, I just… sometime I think how’d it’d be if I were to lose you. Thats something I never want to experience.” >You smile and run your hand through her mane. “It’s okay Celestia, nothing’s going to happen to me. Worry about yourself, I’ll be fine. >She coes and leans into your touch before looking over at you. >”You’re right. I need to worry about staging everything before they get here, and while your safety will always come first,” She exemplifies this point by curing a wing around you. “I know you’ll be fine.” “Thank you.” >Celestia gets up off your bed and trots to the door. >”If you need anything sweetheart, I’ll be in my room. Otherwise, enjoy yourself.” >You nod and wave goodbye to the giant horse. “I will.” --- >Reading books? >Check. >Quill, Ink, and note paper? >Check. >Brush and comb? >Check. >Copy of equestrian and griffon law? >Check >Striped purple socks? >Ehh… sure, why not, Check. “I think that should about do it, Spike. Thank you for your help.” >”Annnndddd…? “And, you’re free to go.” You say musing at spike’s look of relief. >”Bye Twi, I’ll be back before dinner.” He says while simultaneously sprinting out the door. >What a dragon. >You turn back around to your packed bag and Celestia’s note resting beside it. >Not only are you incredibly excited for the annual griffon negotiations, you’ll get to see Anon again. >That alone made you excited enough to finish your packing early. >But for some reason, something just felt off, something you couldn’t explain. >You just hope when you’re there everything turns out alright. ================================================================================================================================ >It's been only one week since Fuck knows what happened to you. The ponies where very kind, yet somehow this left you felt empty. There is no particular reason why you feel this way, you guess its either homesickness or lack of meat sickness, but you ignore it for now. >Your foremost friend Twilight Sparkle invited you on there apparently monthly visit with her royal highness herself Princess Celestia. >As you entered the very large castle door, it felt a little lack luster, seeing as how the royal guards stood below you, their spears not all that intimidating you silently thought >you entered the main chamber of the castle and found her radiant highness herself, Celestia >you chatted about your old world, about theirs and it seemed as though you meet a fair understanding of each other until violence was mentioned >"How do Humans in Earth settle arguments Anon?" the Princess asked quite innocently >you half mindedly said By either court, or with violence >ok so maybe YOU brought the violence thing up >"What kind of violence" Celestia asked cautiously as well as curiously Oh you know, a scuffle, some fights with chairs... >Celestia sighed with relief Unless we mean BAD arguments, then weapons like guns, knives, and chemical weapons are used >Celestia almost audibly gulped But then there are wars, and I'll be the first to tell you, we humans DO war. >the silence was loud We build machines based solely for war, we are united by war, and just wait till i talk about the weapons! >you say almost enthusiastically, much to the discomfort of those around you We have bullets that fire at extreme speeds and literally pierce small holes into our targets, canons that blast holes into thick steel alloy walls, and our ultimate weapon we have only used twice... >everypony waited breathlessly for your answer The atomic bomb, or as we call it nowadays The Nuke, because it is a nuclear payload that kills, and it kills with no prejudice >Celestia looks scared. >As you calm down from your frightfully very mediocre view of your weapons back home, which led to humans as they are now you are suddenly reminded of the company you are in Uh... not that I know how to use any of them... Or that i would use them at all! >you pay it works >Celestia, Twilight, even Luna look at you with shock, horror and curiosity. >twilight is the first to try to break the silence >"So... lovely weather" >silence >"Quite Twilight, it is a most... cloudy day" >you decide enough is enough So Celestia how do ponied deal with arguments? >Quick to reply Celestia said "Courts" >nothing else Wow... no wonder things are so calm here, i don't think you ponies even know what a war is >Celestia is insulted >"How dare YOU Anonymous! I'll have you know that in the worst war that ever happened we lost over 100 brave warriors. What about humanity! Can it even compare to the loss of MY LITTLE PONIES?!" >you dare not laugh, you can only say in the most solemn voice you can muster No >Celestia looks almost teary ready to apologize for sharing a gruesome fact We cant even accomplish that few deaths even if we tried >horror once again enters the eye of Celestia On our worst war we lost the lowest estimate is 40,000,000 humans >the whites of eyes are the most common thing in the room that was the war in which we used the Nuke twice. >silence My country The United States of America where trying to remain neutral in a war happening over seas, until cowards from Japan attack one of our naval ports without provocation. That is when we decided to fight. We faught for almost Six long years, until we decided we needed to crush their moral, as the fighters from Japan where ruthless, killing themselves for honor, not fearing death. This made them dangerous. >Tears We decided to build the bombs, they would flatten two cities to the ground, irradiate the land so nothing could live, in what i guess to be an act of revenge for their initial attack we won... at a horrible price >Celestia looks at you no longer with fear, but with empathy we destroyed two cities with only two bombs... in the years to follow we built over 100,000 improved versions of those bombs. Effectively becoming gods to our planet, being able to kill it if we so wished And that scares each and every one of us >More tears >Celestia stands from her seat, walks over to you and hugs you with her forearms >"Its ok, those bad people cant hurt you now. Your're safe with me" >Her words ring the bell that is your heart >You grab unto her as if you are clinging for your life, sobbing, apologizing for mistakes you never made, and asking for forgiveness like a crook repenting for his misdeeds to his god. >Your friend Twilight walks over and hugs you gingerly as well, you put a hand on her back as a thank you, while sobbing quietly >Your tears have stopped by now, as you reflect on your thoughts, here you are, a God of Earth, slayer of many, and yet you where crying your heart out to a pony princess just a few seconds ago. >you feel happy in a way >"Would you like to say with me for a while, while i teach you the meaning of friendship?" >You nod looking forward to not having to deal with everything else you've dealt with >Lets see if friendship is magic ============================================================================================================================== >"Anon, hon, slow down, slow down, please! There's no need to rush" >you look over your shoulder as Mom comes trotting down the steps after you, feeling a little guilty about hurrying her along on today of all days >not that she couldn't overtake you in a moment if she really needed to >but the energetic pace you take when you get excited isn't her normal speed >she likes to take things slowly, calmly, like... >well, like the journey of the sun across the sky >but you can hardly help it >you want to make sure that you caught this moment just right, and since Aunt Luna agreed to help you with this part, you don't want to keep her waiting "C'mon Mom, just a little further, I promise." >it's been a long day, and you can't blame her for being a little tired >the Summer Sun Celebration had her running all across the country, gracing ponies with her presence >you used to hate it, because she always came back looking like she was run ragged >but as you grew up, through the years, you came to understand what it really was >a day to celebrate how hard your mom works, and how grateful everypony is to her >so the last few years, you've taken to following it up the day after with a day of rest for her, doing whatever she wants >making sure she's comfortable, happy, and enjoying herself >preferably just the two of you, Aunt Luna, and a couple of her close friends >"Oh! Anonymous, honey, what is all this?" >you lead her around a bend in the garden path, to a little clearing you asked the groundskeeping crew to help you with >a few simple streamers hang between the boughs of trees, pink and green and purple braided and interweaving >some simple lanterns hang from the major branches >a tea set and some small cakes, because you know how much she enjoys a cup of sleepytime around sunset >and the piece de resistance >a clear view of the lands to the west, so she can enjoy a sunset without any of the work "Auntie Luna and I put this together... here, hold on." >you dart off to a little alcove between a few of the willows, grabbing a bunch of overstuffed pillows >you drag as many as you can back, laying them out near the low tea table so she can reach whatever she wants easily while staying comfortable >"Oh, now what is this... Anon, you know you don't have to do all this, sunshine--" "I know, I know, but everyone else got to spend all day telling you how much they appreciate you yesterday, I wanted my turn." >you walk back to the alcove and grab the rest of the pillows, setting a couple aside for yourself >you make absolutely sure she's comfy and happy, laying there, before you set your pillows up next to her >"Mmm, sleepytime and honey..." >she sips from her cup demurely, smiling with her eyes closed as her wings adjust to her new position laying on her belly >hair blowing gently towards the setting sun as she holds the cup in her magic >perfect >you go and grab the last thing you'll need from the alcove, walking quietly so you don't disturb Mom from her reverie of sipping tea >as you sit back down, you lean back against her side, the same place you used to curl up as far back as your memory will go >and just like when you were young, her wing spreads gently down until it drapes over your shoulders >you pluck the guitar string, and a warm, mellow note rings as you fine-tune it >it makes Mom's eyes flutter open as she looks back at you >"Hmm? What's this...?" >you smile up at her >even as old as you are, she still makes you feel like a little kid with the size difference >you blush a little as you explain "Mom, I just, uh... I dunno, I wanted to..." >you pause and collect your thoughts a little "I wanted to write you a-- a song, to tell you how much I... uh, how happy you make me, I guess. I know ponies sing all sorts of songs and hymns and stuff," >you plow ahead even as you blush harder and your mom fixes you with that knowing, comforted smile "But I just wanted to, like, say it different. I guess." >you pluck the strings again, making absolutely sure that everything is perfect >you got the pillows, you got the guitar, the view is right, the timing's right >the tea is warm, the cakes are still moist >you take a deep breath and strum, closing your eyes and taking a few measures to compose yourself "Sunshine... on my shoulders... makes me happy..." >you can feel the warmth radiating off of every part of her as you sing "Sunshine... in my eyes, can make me cry..." >the notes and chords are simple, but the Princess of the Sun seems completely enraptured "Sunshine... on the water... looks so lovely..." >you feel her shift very slightly, and the warm puffs of her regular breathing out tell you that her head is resting on your knee "Sunshine, almost always, makes me high..." >the setting sun gets the lanterns glowing more brightly, and you open your eyes to watch the gold fade slowly to orange as the sun dips closer to the horizon >the pinks and blues and occasional streaks of fiery red that filter through the clouds really are a sight to behold >Auntie Luna might not get much practice, but she pulled out all the stops for today "If I had a day that I could give you," http://youtu.be/diwuu_r6GJE "I'd give to you a day just like today..." >you smile as you lean your head back, letting the music flow naturally from your fingers "If I had a song, that I could sing for you..." "I'd sing a song, to make you feel this way..." >the chorus comes and goes, the sun slowly but inexorably sinking beyond the horizon at the same calm and steady pace as your song >the same pace at which your mom lives her life >and as long as you're singing, and she's there with you >you're happy to go at that pace "If I had a tale, that I could tell you..." >you watch as the last ray of gold disappears "I'd tell a tale sure to make you smile..." >the color in the skies fades quietly, and you chance a look down at Mom >you'll never get tired of that smile "If I had a wish, that I could wish for you..." >you close your eyes again and really do wish for it as the bright azure of twilight gives way to dark blue and the first stars start to come out "I'd make a wish, for sunshine all the while..." >the two of you lay there as you slowly fade out, the strums of your guitar growing ever gentler until it's all but mute >as you let out a sigh, you look up at the star-speckled firmament, saying a silent thank-you to Auntie Luna for the help with the whole setting-the-sun thing, and listen to the sound of Mom breathing >not a bad day =============================================================================================================================== >You opened your eye lids, making way for the light seep in >The dark that had been there for what seemed like an eternity gone >It was finally gone! >Well, you have to admit >You weren't sure you were going to make it out of that alive >You lifted yourself off the ground, noticing something... Odd >It was smooth >Really smooth >Like marble >Not like the rough tarmac your face had an arrangement with >"Hello, Anonymous" >A warm, welcoming voice said over you >Was this- >Where were you? >Was that... God? >Was this heaven? >Was all your tipping for nothing? >Were you truly not really enlightened by your own choice of headgea- >Oh, no >You look up, getting a closer look at where the voice is coming from >It's a white horse >A white talking horse >Although the talking part was pretty obvious >It had just spoken to you >But even more importantly, it's not god >And you're not dead >You're just dreaming >And this white horse was a figment of your imagination >A way for your subconscious to just... Piece this all together >That has to be it, it's all a dream >That car hit you hard, you're in a coma, you're dreaming >The only logical explanation >"I'm so sorry that we have to meet on these circumstances, Anonymous." >It said, lowering it's long neck down to your own height as you helped yourself off the ground >When you were stood up she- >'She' judging by 'her' voice >She was about your height >You looked each other in the eyes >You wondered what your subconscious would say next >And why it'd chose the form of a female, talking horse >"You're dead." >... >...No you're not >You're clearly not >"Just recently, actually. You died moments ago." >No you didn't >Quite clearly, you didn't >Because from your wide knowledge of how the universe works, being dead was not this >...Right? >I-i-it wasn't this, w-w-was it? "What do you mean I'm dead?" >Was all you could muster to your subconscious >"I understand this might be difficult for you - especially difficult for you, o' great Anonymous." >'Great Anonymous'? >No, that had to be a dream >No one would ever actually call you that >Well, might as well just lay down on the marble floor until you woke up in the hospital >You begin to lower yourself to the ground once more, preparing to lie on your back >"Which is why I apologise for the circumstances of our meeting. It's just..." >She just kept talking >Didn't she realise that you didn't care? >"I've never seen one man do so much in his life! What you've done in your short life could rival that of a million ponies!" >You stopped for a moment, confused >What you'd done could 'rival' what a million 'ponies'- >Ponies? >Ponies. >Fine, whatever >Your head made contact with the floor once again, as your back was completely flat >But still, she kept talking >"I had to see you, I had to meet you! It's just unfortunate that it meant I had to wait for... This." >She positioned herself over you, looking you directly in the eyes >The tone in her voice >The look in her eyes >She was... >Excited! >Ecstatic! >The only way you could put it, she was so happy >What a million ponies had done? >You? Anonymous? >A nobody >Who didn't try to... Combat world hunger >Create world peace >Solve the mysteries of the universe >Or wipe out the ebola virus >You were just some guy >There were much more amazing human beings than you "That doesn't sound like me." >"Oh don't be so modest, Anonymous." >She said, waving a hoof in your direction >"You should be proud of your life achievements, as am I! That's why you're here." >Well, you suppose that... A high school education was an achievement >So was beating the world record for longest time sat around doing fuck all without dying >You suppose someone else will get that now you're dead >"Records of your accomplishments have simply shot up in the last decade or so! You've done enough in a short 10 years than every citizen in Equestria put together." >She said, pacing around you >This was unreal >This was like... >It was like watching an annoying fangirl around their biggest... >Fan >You suppose you weren't the best when it came to words "The fuck are you talking about?" >You asked, not really sure if she could hear you >Or if she was even paying attention to the fact that you slowly began to lift yourself onto your feet >"I wished, I just wished that we might use your incredible talent for the benefit of the world." "Hey, horse woman. I asked you a question." >You said, almost standing straight up now >"You did so much on Earth, but it was all to waste. Every hour of every day, spent creating... Millions of records on the 'internet' as you called it." >You didn't know what she was talking about >You didn't do any of that >Well... You did some of that >You had to sleep >It certainly wasn't every hour of every day "Will you just listen to me for a mome-" >"So I have a proposition, I want you to become my heir." >She- >You? >Your heir? >You've never been an heir to anything important >A collection of useless tat was what awaited you when your parents died >And a small fortune when your grandparents died >But nothing that you wouldn't just blow immediately on a car or something >But you were... Interested "Heir to what?" >The horse's eyes lit up with glee >She trotted, happily, over to a set of doors behind you, stopping at them >"Come Anonymous, come see what shall be yours." >Hesitantly, you walked over to her >She just stood at the door, a warm smile on her face >A warm, loving smile >As you were close enough, the door opened on it's own >The light of the sun from the outside world making it's way into the large room >And out there... >Out beyond the edge of the balcony >Was the... Most expansive, most beautiful view you had ever seen >The cities and towns stretched for miles >But the hills, mountains and rivers stretched further >There wasn't a single point taller than you for miles around >Even the clouds seemed to be below you >"So, what do you think?" >This? >She wanted you to be heir to this? >Because you did all those... Things she said you did... >Whatever she said you did >Because your life was "amazing" >Because you did more in your life than "millions of ponies" >Which meant either A) She was nuts or B) She was wrong >Or this could still all be a dream >But either way- >Absolutely downright crazy >Just mistaken >Or just living in a dream! >All you had to do was just say "yes" and that was yours? >That seemed like the easiest choice ever >Because let's say it wasn't a dream >Better to say "yes" and have it all crushed in the blink of an eye than say "no" and risk this being real >Risk that you did just get brought to 'heaven' where god is a talking white horse >But yes, 'what do you think'? >You'd had plenty of time to do that "I think..." >You looked at her >And back at the view >And back at her >And really, you were just panning out for dramatic effect "Yeah. Why not." >You said, leaning over the railing of the balcony >The horse from behind you almost whinnied in excitement >"Excellent! Oh wonderful! This is so good to hear!" >She said, wrapping her forehooves around your shoulders >Kind of... Hugging you from behind >If it weren't for the fact that she weighed as much as a fully grown- >...Horse >You might have liked being hugged a bit >She quickly brushed herself off, standing back on all fours taking the immense weight off your shoulders >"Where are my manors, I know your name but you still don't know how to address me." >She bowed >"My name is Celestia, Princess Celestia." >And so, for the next few months, you live as a... >Well, you're not sure what to call yourself >Celestia almost treats you like a son >Despite the fact that you keep telling her you're 24 >But you're not sure what you'd call yourself >Your her hair >In fact, you didn't expect to stay here >You kind of expected this'd be some kind of... >'Well, when I die you'll take over - but for now have fun!' deal >But no >She was actually going to... >What did she say? >'Mould you' into the perfect heir? >Something like that >Not that you care >Life under royalty- >Not just 'royalty', but the ruler of an entire kingdom >The known world! >Well, all you knew of it anyway >Anyway, life under the ruler of the world was pretty swell >And because you had your whole life ahead of you- >And whatever Celestia decided to give you- >She wasn't too fussed when you started doing your 'amazing' thing >Whatever your amazing thing was >She was really vague about that >For most of the time, you sat around the castle >You still hadn't seen all of it >Or, you'd go outside and wonder the streets >And meet the... Other talking horses >Which was a bit... Unnerving at first >You knew Celestia was a horse but... You kind of expected to see a world of other dead humans >But no >Just more horses >Much smaller horses >These are the 'ponies' she was talking about >And the weird part was, they didn't seem to care about you >Which, at first, kind of did make you think it was all a dream >That none of them were really freaking out >But you've been here for... What? 5 months now? >You'd slept since you arrived >Which wasn't just an excuse for poor memory >It was an observation - you'd slept, how could you 'sleep' and 'dream' in a dream? >"Anonymous?" >Your train of thought is interrupted by Celestia calling from one of the other rooms >Which one you didn't know >But you're pretty sure it won't matter in a momen- >"Anonymous!" >A flash of light, and she's in front of you >"It's almost 3pm, Anonymous! What have you done all day?" >She asked, almost yelling at you, as she looked you with wide maddened eyes "Nothing, like every Saturday." >"Anonymous, it's Sunday!" >She yelled in response >Sunday? >Well what the fuck happened to Saturday? >Did you sleep through it? >You had done that before >Both back home and here too "Well, chalk it down to losing track of time." "Won't happen again." >"That's what you said last week. And the week before. And 2 months ago." >Wow >She really did never let any of that go >You couldn't even remember last week >Or the week before >Or two months ago >You'd slept since then >How does she expect you to remember any of it? "This time! This time I really mean it!" >You responded, just saying what she wanted to hear at this point >"Your promises mean nothing at this point, Anonymous." "Okay, I'm sorry. How about my apologies. I haven't ruined those yet, have I?" >Celestia just sighed >Taking a deep breath >Trying to calm her nerves >"Sunday's are important. Whether you like it or not, a Sunday is going to become the busiest day of your week when you become ruler." >You'd heard it before >It was important to Celestia >It was the 'sun' day >It was kind of like her own day >Which was a bit selfish, really >Luna didn't get a day >Cadence didn't get a day >Twilight didn't get a day >Celestia got one every week >And almost forced ponies to respect it >"Please, any day of the week. You can do nothing any day of the week. All I ask is that Sunday, you put a little thought into your future." >She was close to begging you now >Which you would kind of like to see- >Which you had seen before "Next week." >Which you're pretty sure is the only thing you remember saying last week >And the week before >And 2 months ago >"You've been here for 5 months, and I ask only one thing from you!" >She asked you to be her heir >You said yes >No part of that deal said you'd have to do anything else >You kind of assumed that when you inherited the kingdom and everything under it, you'd just do what you want >No Celestia there to tell you what to do >"You would have just died without me. All I ask is one thing in return." >And here came the blackmail >You'd sat through this same conversation... >When was it? >Well, you can't specifically remember >But you knew exactly what'd come next "It's not like you can take that back." >You say under your breath >"What was that?" >And then you'd not answer her >Which would just annoy her further >"Speak to me, young man!" >But none of this mattered, because she'd apologise later on for yelling at you >She'd say she was worried about you >She'd say she was worried that you'd waste what time you had here >Just another life, gone >She treated you like her son >And sometimes that had it's benefits >But you were too old for this shit >You'd lived with your parents for 20 years >You didn't need that again >You didn't need Celestia to sit around, telling you what to do >Doing the best she can to 'protect' you >Making sure you didn't waste your days away >She wanted a reaction out of you >She wanted you to say something >But you just sighed >Next thing you know, she'd teleport away >You'd go and do something useless for the rest of the day >And then you'd regroup in the evening >She would apologise >You would repeat the cycle tomorrow and next week >"How old are you Anonymous? 15? 16?" >How old are you? >What's she implying, that you're acting like a child? "I'm 24 and you know it." >You responded, bluntly >"Then act your age or-!" >She stopped >Her face almost bright red >She's holding back... Yelling >Or swearing >Or... Beating you >You can tell >But the furious look on her face slowly dissipates >Her slow breathing and her relaxed muscles clued that she was calming down >But her twitching eye... >"Anonymous." >She began >A shaky voice >"If you don't start acting your age, I'm going to make you." >She said, taking a deep breath in an attempt to calm her nerves >But your sneaking suspicion that she was mad - the one you had when you got here >That was beginning to become a lot more likely >She wanted to 'make you' act your age? >Yeah, she was anything but calm >She was anything but... Sane from what you'd seen "Make me? What are you going to do?" >You ask, getting up off the couch >You look at her directly in the eyes >"I have my ways." >For a moment, she knows she can't do anything >She's just bullshitting >Trying to scare you >Maybe that'd do it >Trick you into thinking she could do something >So the very fear that she'll... >...Do something to you if you don't 'act your age' will make you comply >But that isn't going to happen "What? What are you going to do? Beat me into submission? Lock me up until I've learnt my lesson? I'm not some fucking kid, I'm an adult. That won't work on me." >Her horn began to glow a bright yellow >No, scratch that thought >For a brief moment her plan almost seemed like it was going to work >And you'd be lying to yourself if you said you weren't a bit worried about what'd happen next >If you weren't a bit... Nervous about what she'd do >"Whoever said I was going to do any of those things." >And you'd be lying if that didn't only make it worse for you >You felt yourself being enveloped by the same glow >The magical aura that now surrounded you whole >The same aura that she used to lift objects off the ground, like it was nothing >She was now using for that very same purpose on you >You were alive for fuck sake - what's she doing? >Just going to throw you around like she does when she gets mad with something? >You almost prepared to be thrown across the room >But you waited >And you waited >And you looked as her face grew with concentration >But you didn't know what'd happen next >She was just... Staring at you >It was... Kind of weird >It made you feel nervous >Not like... Hypnosis or anything >At least, you couldn't tell whether or not it was hypnosis >You would guess it wasn't >But then again, how would you tell? >Then her face relaxed >She sighed, a sigh of relief, and lowered you onto the ground ever so gently >What actually... Happened? >Did anything happen? >Anything at all? >She backed away from you >Her breath quickened >Her eyes widened >"I-I'm sorry... I didn't... I didn't want to I just..." >What was she talking about? >She held you in the air >Big deal >It could have been a lot worse >But she still looked... Frightened >"I lost control. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that to you." >It's... It's really not that big a deal >She's kind of freaking out over nothing >It didn't matter >Really, you were expecting worse >You walked up to her, but as you did her breath quickened >Fuck man... >She was getting really worked up over this >Maybe you... You don't know >Maybe you owed her an apology or something? >You had been a bit of a dick >You walked closer to her and eventually, she stopped >Lowering her head as you reached out to stroke it >Yeah, maybe you should do something about this whole... Sunday thing >You did kind of hate to see her like this "I'm sorry" >You stopped >That was- >That was you who spoke? >That was weird >That didn't seem like you >You cleared your throat >You coughed >You tried your best to make yourself sound normal but there was something... Off >Only a bit >But it was noticeable when you'd been so used to this voice >"No, no you don't have to." >She was trying her best to avoid holding back a... Cry? >Uncontrollable sobbing? >The... Urge to just charge out of the room >There was something more than just "Alright, tell me, what did you do to me?" >There it was again >The same voice >It was just... Off >You're not sure why >It was different >Different but... Similar at the same time >"You'll promise, Anonymous, that you won't be angry with me?" >Well, no >That depended what she was going to tell you >You didn't have a clue >She changed your voice slightly >What else could she have done >She made you- >You're shorter >A bit shorter >A couple of inches shorter? >Okay >She changed your voice >And made you a couple of inches shorter >But was that it? >Really? >That was such a small thing >She could just... Change that >But first, tell her you promise not to be angry with her >It's not difficult "Yeah. I promise. Just tell me..." >She sighed, taking a deep breath and looking you directly in the eye >You were defiantly shorter >She was looking down at you >Only a bit >But you could tell >And any attempt to stand up tall and reach her height didn't work >"I made you... The age you act." "What?" >She took a deep breath, trying to regain her composure >And almost suddenly, she looked at you directly in the eyes >As if none of that had happened >As if she hadn't almost begged you a moment ago >"You're 15... Or 16. I'm not sure which. Maybe half way between the two." >She had- >... >Shit, she wasn't lying >You were shorter >Your voice was higher >You were... >You were younger >8 or 9 whole years younger >That's around... A third of your life gone >Or, reversed "What the fuck." >What kind of person- >Magical, talking horse- >With any sense of respect to another- >Another living being- >Why would someone do this; is the point you're trying to get at "What the actual-" >You're still trying to answer that question yourself "Why?" >"You-! You pushed me to do it! I'm sorry Anonymous, but I had to prove to you that I..." >She stutters, trying to think of an excuse on the spot >"I won't stand for this any more!" >She'd quickly changed her tone >Just a moment ago she was apologising >Now she was using it to her advantage "Change me back right now!" >"If I change you back now, you won't change. You need to learn, and if that means keeping you like this..." "Bullshit! You can't do this to me!" >"I'm afraid I just did..." >She- >Well, okay >You might not be able to convince her to change her back >But there's no way she'll do anything like that again >You had her right where you wanted her "Then what if I say no? What if I don't do anything until you change me back?" >You had her >She had to concede that... >Well, she had just forced into becoming a teenager once again >And she regretted it >Despite her change in tone, you could tell >So this was perfect >Give her the opportunity to be forgiven and she'll just turn you back any mome- >"I'll have to just... Do it again." >Oh fuck >So much for 'she'd never do it again' >"Every Sunday you don't cooperate with me, I'll take away... A year!" "A whole year, for a single day?" >"Make that two!" "You wouldn't." >"What's the matter Anonymous, if you just do what I ask then it won't matter years I threaten." >Right, yeah of course >That's why you were just going to sit around and do nothing >No matter what she said >But at the risk of two- >"Let's make it three!" >Right, three >Becoming three years younger at the end of every week... "Are you sure we can't... Negotiate this..." >"I don't believe this! You have no intention of doing anything!" "What? No! Of course I..." >Think >She's seeing through you pretty easily "Of course I do I'm just... Worried whether what I can do will be... Enough." >Y-y-yeah! >That made... Perfect sense >"I wasn't born yesterday Anonymous, you can't fool me that easily. Though at the rate you're going... Four!" >You were almost worried for a moment that she would just take away the rest of your years >There and then >The day after you were born >"How many more weeks would you have left? Only 4 weeks and... Poof!" >Poof? "Poof?" >"Nothing! You would just... Disappear from existence!" >The thought of which sent chills down your spine >You didn't mind dying but that was... >That was kind of worse in a way >Better to have [live] and [died] than never to have [lived] at all >You're pretty sure that's how the phrase went "There's no way you'd even think about-" >"Five!" "Alright! Okay!..." >She was mad >She was officially mad >But for every sentence you uttered >Every time you refused to cooperate and she took another year >There was only one way out of this "Five." >Fuck, you gave in too easily >But you don't like the idea of... Not being here this time next month >That is if you continue this way >"Five years for every Sunday that you sit on your behind." >She reached out a hoof, preparing for you to shake it >Binding your agreement in a kind of... Unwritten contract >Although you kind of hope that you could sign something >Just to be sure she wouldn't fuck you over "And five years for every Sunday I do something?" >You said, reaching your hand back >"I'll think about it." >That's kind of what you meant when you didn't want to be fucked over >But... What else could you do >Other than make it 6 >Or 7 >Or just keep going until she'd "poof" you out of existence next week >You kind of hope she... Made that part up >You grabbed hold of her hoof and shook it >Alright, that was it >You had to get in gear >Or you'd be facing the prospect of having to go through childhood again >And then never existing in the first place >"Starting next week. If you've not made any progress, I will take away 5 years of your life." >You nodded >You knew that part already, that was the deal >"If you make enough progress, I will give you back an appropriate number of years." >Well... Okay, that seemed fair enough >At least all you had to do was 'try' to make progress and you'd be safe >You could just... Wait till the old mare keeled over and died >"But don't think you can ride this out for the rest of my years, Anon." >...Well, you hoped you could >"I have an almost infinite lifespan, I can keep adding and taking away your years forever." >An almost- >What? >An infinite lifespan? >But then if she had an almost infinite lifespan, and could keep this going for years, then why would she need an heir >And a mortal heir who would die before she di- >"Any questions?" ===================================================================================================================================== >"I just... I just can't believe my little boy's getting married." "Come on, don't cry." >"I'm sorry, sweetie. It's just that I remember when you were my little baby as if it were yesterday... and now you're moving out and I'll never see you agaaaain!" "I promise that'll never happen, you'll see me all the time and I'll write to you every day." >"If she doesn't treat him right I'll incinerate her!" ==================================================================================================================================== >That face when I told Anon to go make some cereal, and take the milk on the left of the fridge >That face when I watched him take the right. >That face when he took my personal lactation jug >That face when Anon drank a bowl of my breast milk. >That face when don't need to throw away jug >That face when considering secretly feeding Anon my milk. ================================================================================================================================== 'Eggs, butter, milk, salt and peeper.' >The ingredients were all there, all to make perfect eggs. >You weren't sure you could cook, but you'd at least try for your special little boy. >The ban was heated, and you put the butter in, it sizzled quickly, after that, the first egg went in >It hit the ban and the bottom of it went white. >No problem. --- >You took thee plate, with four of your home cooked eggs, and a glass of Orange Juice, and began to your son's room. >You were careful not to drop anything, balancing with Magic was a fine art. >Eventually you reached Nonny's room, and saw the two large mahogany doors. >You pushed them open with your front left hoof, and walked in silently. >Anon was fast asleep in bed, his chest was rising ever so slowly, and falling again. His leg was also twitching. Your son was painfully cute. >Heading over to his bed, you plant your ruump on the pillow next to him, and drop the plate below you. >You could watch your son sleep forever, but somethings needed to be done. >You pushed him gently with your hoof. 'Anon sweetie, wake up Mommy's made you breakfast.' >His eyes fluttered open adorably, and he began to awake. >'Mom?' >You smiled at him, and continued to watch him arise. >His hair was a mess, and so was his pjayjays. >He looked at you, and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. >'Morning, Mom.' 'Good morning dear. I've made you breakfast.' >You both looked down at the same time. >Anon was having, a black atom, two burnt eggs, a piece of bread with a hole in it, and a slat shaker. 'Mom?' >'Go on sweetie, its for you.' >Your heart melted, Anon actually was going to use the fork next to him, to take a bite. >Knocking the plate away, you embraced your son for a hug, him wrapping his hands around your body, and you dwarfing them with your wings and hooves around his. 'I may be evil dear, but I'm not evil enough to poison my colt.' >He chuckled at that. >You continued the hug for a few minutes, enjoying your little boy's presence, >'Come on sweetie, lets go get something else.' >You let go of your son, and jumped off the bed onto all fours. >Before Anon could follow, you levitated him onto your back, with his legs hanging either side of you. >'Mom, I can walk you know.' 'Oh sweetie, even if you can walk and talk, you'll always be my little baby.' >He didn't seem so happy at that. >You then went back down to the kitchens, ================================================================================================================================ >Be anon >You've spent the day tending to the hive like a common drone >The work is hard but it has it's benefits >Newborn Changlings are remarkably cute when they emerge from their cells >A trait which no doubt got you assigned to helping them emerge >You're facination probably being close enough to love to give them a much needed boost at the beginning of their lives >Entering your personal chambers, you remove your apron and flop down on a recliner made of resin >You pull out a book an prepare to read only to be startled when you notice you are not alone >A pair of eyes stare at you from the shadows >You tremble only for a moment as the figure emerges showing herself to be beautiful and all too familar... but not in a way one would think. >"Don't worry sweetie", the voice mermers troting forward and slowly moving to lay atop of you on the recliner straddling your hips. "Mommy is right here..." >You gasp and squirm as she starts to rock her hips foward and back >Your eyes narrow and breath heavier looking up into her emerald glowing eyes "Mommy?" You say somewhat confused but not putting up any kind of fight, your hands moving to 'Celestia's' flank >"Yes my darling?" She says leaning forward to lick your cheek "No I mean Mommy? Really? I know you can been kinky Chryssy but I really don't know how to work with that!" >"Mommy doesn't know what your are talking about... Who is this 'Chryssy pony you speak of? Can't you just forget about that for a moment and show your mother your love?", 'Celestia' whispers into your ear while slipping deeper into your lap >The grinding motions of her hips and increased friction making you rock hard, you feel jaded about giving into your 'mothers' whims >It seems however your body isn't giving you much of a choice. >"Ouch Anon! How disrespectful of you to poke your mother in her most private of areas... perhaps I should punish you." She mermers licking her lips not out of desire most likely but out of all the love she can smell on you. >The choice of Celestia likely being completely strategic, you love Chryssy to death but she's always known you love your adoptive mother more >Suddenly 'Celestia' goes wide eyed and tense looking swiftly over her shoulder. She tries to wiggle off your lap but your holding her flank keeping her put still trying to decide what to do >She hisses at you leaving you confused just as the door swings open to reveal your real mother walking in with Luna in tow >"Anon my child, Luna and I have decided...." Celestia starts only to end up slack jawed and gawking at the sight infront of her >Luna's equally wide eyed and blushing a clashing red through her cheeks. "I'll just wait outside..." "Um... hi mom, we were... just thinking about you." You say giggling nerviously >The other 'Celestia' reverting to her true form just as your furious mother starts walking towards the two of you. >Chryssy hops onto the floor and walks backward from her, the Princess backing her into a corner and leaning in close whispering something you can't quite hear. >To your surpise the expression in your wifes face changes from fear to amusement, the evil glace she shows you making you feel uncomfortable as your mother places an enchantment on the door locking it tight. >"Its safe now Chrysalis, the spell will make everybody outside hear only arguing. Quickly now bring my son to the bed..." She says in a voice more like the one your wife uses on you when shes trying to seduce you into doing something you don't like. >Chryssy changes back into your mothers form and brushes a wing under your cheek. She nudges her head directing you over to the bed while flashing 'her' perfect rump giving you a 'wink' >Mother is already at the bed crawling atop of it and once you lay down you find yourself sandwiched between two Celestia's. >Your mother leans in close running her tongue along your earlobe, "As your Aunt is so fond of saying, the FUN has been DOUBLED." ================================================================================================================================== >Be Celestia >Your adoptive son is having his first swimming lesson today and the both of you are excited >You ride him on your back all the way to rainbow falls where you know neither of you will be disturbed >the wind blows strongly but the sun shine bright. If he catches a chill you are sure nobody will notice you moving the sun just a tad closer to warm him up >You trot over to the rainbow pool and lower your front. Anon hops off excitedly while you straighten up and smile giving him a nudge with your wing >Anon hestitates but you reassure him he can do it and you playfully push him forward by your cheek to avoid scratching him with horn "Is this water safe?" Your son asks trying to come up with excuses. You nod your head giving him another shove and he goes tumbling into the shallows where there should be no danger. >Anon giggles and splashes while you recline under a tree. You decide to kill two birds with one stone by going through your list of appointments and rescheduling them to make sure you have plenty of time for this distraction. >After awhile you grow nervious realizing Anon hasn't made much of a fuss and you look up paniced to see him nowhere in the water causing you to fantically fly and dive in. >Diving to the bottom once you can't see him anywhere, you break for the surface and gasp in another breath before screaming "ANON!" and diving under again. >Five minutes pass and you finally swim to the shore, you cry out futilely for a guard, Luna or Twilight for help only the wind answers. >You curl up on shore and feel yourself ready to bawl, you feared you've lost the only child you ever had only to have linth hands reach around your neck and hug you tightly. >Your head shoots up and you Anon burying his face into your chest "Mommy why are you crying?!" he whines starting to tear up but all you can do to answer is scoop him up in your wings and kiss his face all over. "I'm sorry Mommy... I had to pee." He says which draws releaved chuckle. =================================================================================================================================== >"And so-, so I-, SISTER, NEPHEW, YOU'RE NOT LISTENING!" "Mom, take her wine.." >"So I says-, I said 'So do you love me?' And he said 'No..but thats a nice ski mask'!" >'Oh Lulu, it gets funnier everytime.' "....I'm gonna go watch the game." >'Guess you has to be there to get the joke, sweetie.' ===================================================================================================================================== >"Anon why do ponies on your computer keep calling me Molestia?" "You are over 1000+ years old Celestia. I think you can put two and two together." >"Anon please, call me mom we've been over this." I"m not saying it until you take off safety on the internet." >"I don't want you to grow corrupt and twisted like your uncle." "Do I look like some impressionable teen to you?" "I'm 30 years old for Luna's sake." >"Now now. Don't be a sour puss." >"Getting angry only ruins a perfect day!" "Yeah, Yeah..." >... >"So, do you go to those Momlestia websites?" "For fuck's sake mom." ================================================================================================================================= No! I am not going back to that crazy town! Never! >Oh Anon... Twilight is such a nice young mare and I think she is really interested in you, she was my student once you know? Now shes a princess and... I am not interested! >If you just apologized for throwing that book at her, I am sure she would... Nope. >Next time I will come along and make sure that you all get to know each other and become "really" gooood friends Anon, it will be... Nope. Not happening. I will defend myself with more books if you send me back there! >Sigh, oh Anon.... >"Mom please, you, Auntie Luna and even Cousin Condense have actual jobs. Twilight just sort of stews in that smelly bookfort castle posting on /r9neigh/." ====================================================================================================================================== >You sit silently enjoying your first 'thanksgiving' feast with your Mother and the family >Luna and Shining act more immaturely then you would, flicking peas at each other while both Twilight and Cadence roll their eyes >Mother Celestia just chuckles and sips her tea while Twilight eyes you from across the table occationally opening her mouth and pinning her ears back. If you have a question for me Princess feel free to ask. "Right... Sorry Anon, its just Celestia barely mentioned your origins to me in her letters. I mean she explained to me where you came from in enough detail but when it comes to this holiday we're celebrating tonight she has said barely anything..." >"That's because I barely know anything about it myself Twilight only that its important to him. My child very rarely speaks of his previous home, it usually makes him uncomfortable. Lately he has been somewhat restless and sad, he told me of the importance of family to him and he regretted that he had so few to share this holiday with. That is when he told me of this thanksgiving and I decided we'd celebrate it together. To show my son that his family is larger then he thinks." ==================================================================================================================================== "Mommy, why is Aunty Luna on top of you? And why does she have colt parts?" >"Ahh! I-it's okay sweetie-nnff-L-Lulu's just helping mommy feel good. (N-not so hard, sister.)" "Oh. Can I help make you feel good too?" >"O-of course, sweetie. Gah-g-get behind us. Y-you see where Aunty's thingy is going into mommy?" "Uhuh." >"J-just below that should be a l-little nub that keeps poking out." "Okay, I see it mommy." >"W-when it comes out again, I want you to suck on it." "Like when you feed me your milk?" >"J-just like that, but don't be afraid to lick and nibble it as well." "Mrrk thhs?" >"A-AAAHH!" >"S-sister! I'm going to- >"Stay in me! Oh gods, please stay in me!" >"AAAAAAHHHH!" >"O-Oh GODS! S-SO FULL!" >"Hah, that was, hah, amazing Tia." >"Mmn, so were you, Lulu." "Yum! This white stuff tastes really good!" ===================================================================================================================================== >"I don't care if your mother doesn't believe me, rape isn't okay! If you do it again I'm telling my husband. Please, just leave me alone, Anon." >"Must stay awake, nephew will rape me... Must stay awake, nephew will rape me." >"Don't be silly, Luna, my Anon is no rapist." "B-But, sister, we saw him rape you yourself not five minutes ago!" >"Nonsense! That was just one of his special hugs." "Oh, then we suppose that's noting but his 'special hug' fluid dribbling down your inner thigh?" >"Enough of this foolishness, Luna. I will not hear another word against my poor, innocent baby boy." "How can-" >"Enough! I suggest whatever issue you have against my son should be forgotten about immediately. I will NOT tolerate such lies in this family." "Please can't you see reason?" >"Ah here's Anon now, perhaps you'd like to talk with him alone in private so you can come to some kind of understanding?" "No, Tia, Please... don't leave me alone with him!" >"Is there a problem, aunty? I'm sure it's noting a chat won't solve." "N-No, that's not necessary." >"Oh I disagree, I think what you need to do is follow me to my room RIGHT now so we can have a nice, long, HARD chat." "Tia, please." >"Oh my sweet boy, always so diplomatic. Have fun you two!" ================================================================================================================================ >You lay waiting for Celestia to set the sun. "Never thought I'd see this day so soon." >Celestia sat by your side. >... "Oh come now. Don't be like that." >You reach up to scratch her chin. >It elicits a small giggle out from her. >She looks down at you with a teary eyed smile. "That's the mom I know and love.." >The news has taken a toll on her and it shows. "You've been ignoring me for the past weeks. I was afraid you've grown tired of me." >"I-I was on-" >You let out a weak chortle. "It's fine. It's fine. I was only joking.. I know how busy the castle gets around this year." >Silence dominates the air only soon to be broken by Celestia's spell. >You watch as the sun descends below the horizon. >A brilliant display of gold and orange were drawn out by the cooling amethyst like sky. >You've only seen the sun set like this once in your life time. >And it was the day Celestia took you in as her son. >Out of all the ponies,gryphons, minotaurs, what ever there was on this land. >She chose you. "Do you remember the first story you read to me when you took me in?" >"Of course I do. The tale of the two sisters..." "Will you read me that story one more time?" >She couldn't feign her smile any longer. >For the sake of keeping her composure she nods at you. >She makes it around the bed and lays next to you. >Then pulls out a tattered old book that's been shelved. >"Here it is, 'The tale of the two Sisters' just where we left off." >"The sisters had left their homes to find a perfect picnic spot to watch the great meteor shower." >"It's been said that the shower only comes once every 100 years and today is the same as the younger sisters birthday." >"They watched in awe as the sky lit up the night and...and.." >... >"..Good night my son..." ====================================================================================================================================== >You're lying in bed, fast asleep. >Not for long. >In trots Celestia, big smile on her face. >She's wearing a nightgown and carrying a mug of coffee in her magical grip. >Spotting you still asleep, Celestia slows her pace and starts moving more quietly to your bed. >Her smile is smaller but just as joyous. >Celestia gets right beside your bed, leans her head in to place her mouth just by your exposed ear and whispers to you, >"Anoooonnnnn, time to get up sweetie." >Groaning you slowly roll over and open your eyes to see Celestia poking around at the general mess your room is. "Ahhhg, what time is it even Mom?" >"7:05 dear! I figured you were going to play video games with your friends quite late last night, it was a Friday after all, so I let you sleep in a whole hour! Not the best habit to get into... But then again neither is..." >Celestia and you both look down at all your belongings strewn on the floor. >She looks back up at you with an eyebrow raised. "Alright Mom I take your hint, I'll clean it up today." >You start to get out of bed but stop as what Celestia just said sinks in. "Wait what. 7:05!? You call that sleeping in?! I stayed up till like 4 am last night!" >A little sip of her coffee and a look of mild surprise from Celestia. >"Well c'mon now dear, I rose the Sun at 5 this morning. It's not my fault you have terrible sleeping habits." >ufockinwotmum.jpeg >Sitting up at the edge of your bed now, you retort. "Terrible sleeping habits. This coming from the Mom who goes 2 months without sleep then dives straight into a 6 hour sleep schedule afterward?" >Celestia pulls away from her mug a moment and scoffs, >"Well obviously the way I sleep is a bit different Anon, I'm an eons old alicorn mare. I can go without for a long while. YOU on the other hand dear, you simply must get a decent amount of sleep if you're going to stay healthy. That starts with getting to bed early and waking up just as soon. Besides, I've always woken you up around 7 before." >You sigh and facepalm as Celestia takes another sip of her coffee. "So you're saying an extra 5 minutes is a bad habit? Wait... no. You said you let me sleep in an extra hour. ARE YOU SAYING YOU'RE GONNA START WAKING ME UP AT 6." >Celestia winces slightly at your yelling, her ears flopping down. >"Well of course honey, you're getting older now, you have plenty of things to attend to in just 1 day. Take it from the one who brings the daylight Anon, not to mention your own mother... *ahem* An early start will do you wonders. Also, please lower your voice a little dear, as chipper a morning mare I am no one likes loud noises in the early hours." >Nopenopenope. "There's no way I'm getting up at 6 every morning Mom. Just isn't even a physical possibility." >Initiate mother son staredown. >Celestia's eyeing you over her mug with both eyebrows raised. >She might as well be saying: >"It's gonna happen. Doesn't matter what you do." >You stare defiantly back, arms crossed with a frown on your face. >No fucking way Mom. >She sighs and starts to walk out your room. >"Come along Anon, breakfast waits. >Extend arms in the air, V for victory baby. >Get up and follow Celestia out of your room to the kitchen table. >You take a seat and she hovers your toast, eggs and milk over to you. >Celestia walks around to the chair facing you across the table, newspaper in front of her. >"I fibbed a little by the way Anon." >What. "What?" >She giggles and looks away from her news. >"It's 6:10 right now." >Goddamnit Mom. ===================================================================================================================================== >"Sunshine, tell me about 'play-offs' and 'foot ball' where you come from." >'You're looking at someone whose logged over eleventy hundred hours in Madden vs Capcom 2, mom, I gotcha.' >"Ooh fun, what position shall I play?" >'..Y-you'll be the center, mom.' >Gingerly, you adjust her stance so shes knelt down in front of you >"Mmm, I think we've played this game a time or two, sweetie~.." >'Y-you too. *ahem* Now, you stay like that with the ball right here beneath you and when I say go, you'll hike-, or 'snap' it to me, ok?' >"Got it~" >'Black 59 razor...Black 59 razor! hurryhurry..SETGO!' >As you take the ball from moms hooves, you attempt to pull away and drop back but find yourself steadfast in her magic grip as you fall forward facefirst into her marehood >"Ohh...haaah~..f-false start, y-you have to do it again, those are the rules, right?..unf." ====================================================================================================================================== >Good morning sweetheart, I hope you slept well. Since it's Saturday I thought it would be fine to let you sleep as much as you wanted. Now, what would my prince like to do now that he's up? >As she says that, you feel her hoof on your shoulder. You turn from your coffee, and look up. "Morning mom. I dunno. Aren't there some court things today?" >She shakes her head, eyes closed. >"Not today sweetie. I told you a week ago. Remember?" >A cringe spreads as it rushes back to you. You didn't remember because she told you in passing. But you should've remembered. "Oh, yeah. Right." >You look back to your coffee, stalling. You take a swig. It burns a little, but you need the time. >You put it down, and still have nothing. "No mom. I don't really have any plans." >She coos. >"That's alright. I on the other hand, have two tickets to a play. And I know of two ponies who can go." >She spoke playfully, as she absolutely knew you were going to be befuddled. >You smile. "Sounds great. When is it?" >"Two in the afternoon. It's one of the newer shows, it's based on an ancient legend about a stallion who was wrongfully exiled from his home, and returns to regain control from the one who betrayed him." >You think you heard one of the maids talking about it. It was supposedly pretty good. >You nod, smiling. You take another sip of your coffee. >She grins in joy. A day to spend with her baby. >"Let's get us some food first. Silver Platter!" >The lean stalling pokes a head in from the kitchen doors. He was waiting there, patiently. >"Is your majesty and the prince ready to eat?" >"We are, in fact." >He nodded, and wordlessly slipped back into the kitchen. >Celestia turns towards you, leaning down. >She whispers, "I've asked them to make it special today." She raises quickly but gracefully, her attention turned. >You follow, and notice one of the servants with a pot, and a few mugs. She pushes it towards you, offering a refill. "Please, if you will." >A weight on your shoulder. Your mother had put her hoof back on your shoulder in pride of your manners. >The servant quickly filled your mug, and looked at mom for further instruction. >She waved her off. >"I'll just have some water, thanks." >The servant smiled sweetly, and left to go retrieve the pitcher. Mom took a seat, not at the head of the table as she normally did, but close to you. >After a few minutes, the chefs bring out two covered platters. They notice the odd seating arrangement of the princess and her son, and react accordingly. With the platters set down, they removed the covers. >The food was wonderful. Eggs, a few pastries, some vegetables. All of it appetizing. >The mother and son looked at the plates, each other, and dug in. >Mom was done far sooner than you were. That is, she stopped eating sooner. There were still some eggs left, and one and a half of a pastry left. >She sat, patiently waiting for her baby to finish. She smiled, taking small sips from her glass. >She noticed how empty your plate was getting. >"Would you like some of mine, sweetie?" >Broken from the aroma and taste, you looked at her and her plate. "Aren't you going to finish that?" >She giggled sweetly. >"Oh, I couldn't eat another bite. Besides, if I want Ambassador Griesh to agree to a 3% decrease on the Equestrian goods tariff, mommy's going to have to keep her figure." >Griesh was an old fart of a Griffon. You knew that. You weren't however, aware that he had eyes for your mom. Maybe that's why he always brought you gifts... >"Anyway, do you want it?" >You looked at her plate, then yours. "No thanks. I'll be fine." >She looked at you in concern. >"Really? Normally you eat the entire plate...Are you feeling well?" >She placed a hoof gently to your forehead, checking your temperature. You grinned, pushing her hoof away. "I'm fine. I didn't say I was full. I just said I didn't want yours." >Mom posed defensively. >"Alright, alright. I just want my baby to grow up into a big and strong Alicorn." "Moooom..." >You groan, tilting your head in embaressment. There was no one hear, thank the Sun. >"I'm just teasing you, I'm just teasing." She ruffles your mane, and smiles warmly. "Now, Mommy just has to go make sure the Nobles don't try and surprise me with a petition at the play. I want this day to be just you and me. >"You finish up, and let Mr. Plattter know when you're done. OK?" "Of course. Try to have fun!" You call. She turns as she walks away, talking over her shoulder. >"Fun and Nobles, sunbeam? Those two words just don't fit." >A few hours later, you were heading for the gardens. The maids and servants bowed as you passed. >A few of the female ones smiled and winked. You smiled back, but restrained yourself. Mom was very nice, and she loved it when you talked to the common ponies. But she'd be furious if she were to gain a grandchild. >You find yourself in the garden soon enough, and walk around, trying to find a spot to sit. >You round a few edges, and find your favorite. A small clearing, with a pond, a large oak tree, and a few benches and tables. Sitting at one of the tables is a stallion, eating a simple meal. He doesn't notice you, and he's facing away. >He's the Lord Inquisitor, and your bodyguard. His title of Lord comes with a more managerial edge, so it keeps him in his office most days. >He's too busy to root out threats personally, so has a handful of Inquisitors at his beck and call. But he still had enough time to mentor, tutor, and protect you. >Plus, he was getting on in years. Wounds amassed from countless ventures scarred him, and it seemed with each passing week some sword wound or crossbow bolt or spell resurfaced. >It was the price he'd paid in return for Equestria's safety. That did not mean, however, he wasn't a dangerous foe. >You lowered yourself, wings pressed to your sides. You slowly crawled, eyes focused on the gray-blue warrior. >He was oblivious to your approach. Perfect. >You drew closer, and closer, a snake on a mouse. >Excitement and adrenaline coursed you. Let's see if the student can best the master. >Closer and closer. Inch by slow inch. You were the predator, the Lord Inquisitor the prey. >You grinned, and prepared to pounce. His sense of danger must've gotten rusty from pushing papers. >You coiled up, like a snake to a mouse, and took in a breath for a yell. >"Why, hello Prince Solaire! How are you this fine day?" >He said, without turning. You relaxed, dropped to the floor. "You knew, didn't you?" >He chuckled, and took a swig of his drink. >"My fighting days may be gone, but I'm still sharp as a knife, Sol." >He used his nickname for you. And mom's. He turned now, smiling warmly. He flicked his head, offering you a spot at the table. >"What brings you out here?" "Just wanted to go outside. Maybe run a little. You?" >He raised his meal, a simple assortment of steamed vegetables, with a levitation spell. You nod, and he pops one of the sprouts into his mouth. >"They're good today. You eaten yet?" "I had breakfast an hour back. With mom." >He nodded, and a moment passed in silence. He probably already knew what you did that day. It was his job to know. "Me and mom are going to see a play today." >"Really?" He asked, his interest either fake or real. You couldn't tell. "What's it about? Is it one of those Alternate timeline stories? Like if Nightmare Moon won in the past?" "No. It's based on one of those ancient legends. The star child or something." >He made a noise of understanding, chewing his food. "When?" He asked. "We're going at two." >He nodded. A few more sprouts went in, and were doomed to never see the sun again. He was dressed in his uniform. A black longcoat with gold trim. Your mother's emblem adorned the flanks of the coat, shouting his allegiance. A clasp held it together, shaped in the same way. "How long do you have for lunch?" >"Enough time to enjoy the weather. Why?" "Well, I figured that if you had the time, we could spar." >Now he was interested. >"Oh really? You couldn't sneak up on me. You think you can best this old warrior?" "Only one way to find out." >He smiled, and his eyes narrowed. >"Cocky little colt. I've faced down more horrifying foes that you've read in your books. like tha-" "More terrible than Aunty Luna after a bad night of Dream-Diving?" >His grin widened. He constrained a laugh. >"Cheeky too. Yes, in fact, worse that that. Maybe not by much. But still. You're not that much of match, even if you are an Alicorn." "Oh yeah? Well I know something you don't." >You tease, eyes closed. He leaned in. >"And whatever could that be?" "If you rough me up too much, guess who's out of a job?" >The Inquisitor leaned back, incredulous. He shook his head, still smiling a little. >"You...you little..." He regained himself. "You'll make a fine politician one day." >You swell with pride. >"Let's see if you'd make a good swordsman." >Along the way to a more open area, your mind wandered. >You never knew your father. Mom said that Alicorns work different from regular ponies. It CAN happen through intercourse, but if an Alicorn mare goes too long, or simply wills it, it will happen. >That meant that the closest thing you had to a father was Earmunn. He had been guarding you for as long as you could remember. Maids and servants took care of you, but he took the duties of tutoring and mentoring you. >He'd never married and grew up in an orphanage. So he really saw you as his son. >And due to the nature of his job, being Mom's right hand, they were close. You were almost a normal family. >It never bothered you though. You were happy to have someone so devoted as Earmunn and mom. >"Daydreaming about Dusty?" >He snapped at you. Dusty Feather was a Pegasus maid. A little older than you. It was no secret (to Earmunn) that you found her...well, smokin' hot. >Those poems you wrote didn't help either. "No! I was-" >He taps our shoulder. >"Just messing with you. If you were, it'd show." >He winks, and goes over to grab some sparring swords. You blush, as he knew that he was right. >You shake the thought, and take hold of one of the swords. You get into a low stance, sword extended. >He remains still, in a proud and tall stance, sword lowered, eyes narrowed. >A few of the guards and gardeners amass to see the spectacle. It's not every day you get to see the Lord Inquisitor in action. >A few minutes passed, nothing happened. You took a step left, he took one. You began to circle, slowly. >He stopped, as you returned to your normal positions. You copied. He began to approach. >You backed up a little, then held your ground. >As he came into range, you went on the offensive. You raised your blade and swung. >He caught it with his sword, and rolled his arm. He flung your blade pathetically to the side. >You look towards him meekly, and he raises the wooden sword to your chin. He drops it, and grins. >"Where's your bravado now?" He says with some flair. "Let me show you!" >You charge, and try to surprise him. He ducks swiftly, and parries your strike. >Off balance, he catches your chest, and throws you backwards. You tumble. You're not hurt. >'Cept for your pride. >He picks you up, and sets you on your feet. >"Never let yourself go off balance like that. If your swing misses, you're in for a world of hurt." >He raises his blade again. You shake yourself off. >He attacks this time. It's relatively slow, gives you a chance. You block, and he backs off. >Another strike, opposite angle. Another easy parry. >As you go on, he increases speed. He pulls back on force a bit each interval, but that doesn't help when you barely have the time to block. >You're just going off reactions, total defense. >You block one attack, and see a small opening. Maybe Earmunn's been doing it for a while, but you're not sure. >Whether it's intentional or not, he's giving you a free chance. >Next time it comes, you take it. >He smirks, and your heart sinks. But rather than throw you off balance, he backsteps. >The crowd gasps. They couldn't tell about the freebie the Inquisitor gave. It didn't feel right to be handed the victory, but you decided not to show. He knew what he was doing. >After an hour, you were panting and sweating. Earmunn was absolutely fine. A thin line had formed, but he was still standing tall. >A larger crowd had appeared. And in the corner of your eye, you saw...her. >Dusty Feather. She smiled as you noticed her, and in a weary way, you smiled back. >In his unbreakable vigilance, the Lord Inquisitor saw his opponents distraction. >He set forward. You, no matter how much you wanted to lie down, acted in kind. >You locked blades, and eyes. Earmunn moved the sword from his face, staring at you. >You see him wink, and you feel your arm moving. He's throwing your blade again. But it's in the opposite direction. >His sword goes flying, and you stumble a little. >The crowd gasps. The two lower Inquisitors in the audience are not fooled, but they do not voice their protests. >Weakly, or slowly, your raise your sword to his chin. The crowd claps, and you break your pose. You drop the sword, and you extend a hoof. He takes it, and you pull each other into an embrace. "Thank you so much." You whisper. >"Don't worry about it, kiddo. Dusty Feather has a nice flank. Good luck with her." >You separate, and he walks back. >He looks at the workers, and shouts. >"Well? Back to your jobs! Show's over!" >They all clear out. Slowly at first, then many of them part ways. >Just before Dusty Feather left, she smiled and waved at you. You straightened up, and mimicked the pose that Lord Earmunn takes. >She giggles, and heads out. You sigh, and feel a hoof on your shoulder. >Earmunn beams in pride. "Why'd you do that for me? Don't you-" >"Have a reputation to keep? Of course. But I've slain terrorists. Saved Equestria a few times. I'm a Lord. I can spare some reputation. >You're at a loss for words. "Thank you." Is all you can muster. >He pats your shoulder. >"Get going. It's almost noon. You need to get cleaned for the play." >You walk back inside the castle, tired. You need a bath, your muscles ache, and from all the precision needed to defend against Earmunn, you have a headache. >You walked down the halls, ignoring the servants. You had the path down. You'd lived here your whole life. >You made it to your room, and then to your bathroom. You ran the tap, and went to the sink. >You found yourself parched, and then with your head under the tap, drinking thirstily. >You hung your head, turning off the tap. You notice the bath is ready, and warm. >You slip in. It's relaxing, almost painful, but relaxing. >You soak for half an hour, then drain the tub. >Climbing out, you levitate a towel over. Padding yourself, you drape it over your back. After a few minutes of drip-drying, you hang the towel up. >Walking out of the now steamy bathroom, you look at the clock. 12:45. Mom would probably want to leave in a while. >You dress in a nice suit. A little bit too big, but you preferred it that way. You wanted to be comfortable. >It takes you a little while to prepare. Once you're all buttoned up, clasps, tie, cologne, you're ready. One look in the mirror, a wink, and you're off. >You walk over to your mother's chambers, and the door is ajar. You hear mom and Earmunn talking inside. >"That was very sweet of you to throw the match for Solaire." >"Ah, the kid's good. You raised him well. He deserves a little bit of praise." >"And it had nothing to do with that maid?" >Celestia accused him. Earmunn turned, still grinning. >"Of course not!" He defended. "Besides, he doesn't even know the Groundwalker's name!" >Celestia smirked in triumph. "I never mentioned which tribe she was." >The Inquisitor knew damn well she was a Pegasus. But that slip was intentional. >"Ah...Well...I..." >"I know when you're trying to lie to me, Earmunn." >Yeah, mom's the sharpest tool in the shed. >"Look, she's not going to try anything. I told her the risks. It'll be her job here or anywhere if she does. I've run background checks, I've even shown up at her parents house, just to display how much I know. He's safe." >She scrutinized him. She sighed, and turned away. >"I hope so. He's so sweet, and young." >"I can keep him safe. WE can keep him safe." >He approached her, hoof extended. She wheeled on him. >"You're not going to be around forever!" >That hurt. The Lord lowered his hoof, took a neutral stance. But it stung. >"I'm...I'm sorry." She apologized. He gave no response. "Earmunn...please. I just...I'm getting more and more busy. This day was an oddity, and even then I had to work hard for it to happen. I want to be there for him. But I can't always to so. And...I know you've probably had more influence on him than me. >"But I don't want to always have to rely on you." >His defense dropped. >"Tia..." He began affectionately. "I swore my life to you, to Equestria. I'm getting too old to start a family. Sol? He essentially IS my son. You and him are all the family I want. Your light saved me when I was at my worst. I will give you my best in return. >"I would choose death in your service over death in comfort any day." >Earmunn embraced his Princess, and she him. >"Now. You get ready. You and ou-...your son have a play to see." >"You sure you don't want to go?" >Earmunn huffed. "I've enough tales of my own." >"Why not write a play?" >They both chuckled. "I'm not prone to that sort of ego-stroking, your highness." >Backing up from the door, you breathe. Never had you expected mom to worry so much. >It touched in a way. But you chose to hurry to the hall, near your room. To pretend to wait patiently, and hide your eavesdropping. >A few minutes later, Mom arrived, knocking. Opening the door, you notice that she had makeup on. You couldn't remember if she'd had it on when she was with Earmunn. It didn't matter. >She looked stunning. >Dressed in red-orange, it brought out the white of her coat. It draped over her flank, and held on by one shoulder. >She smiled softly, turning her head. She didn't have much makeup on, but it was expertly done. >A bit of magenta around the eyes, some blush. You take a few steps back to take it all in. >You forgot how pretty your mom is. >"I take it you like it?" She giggles, holding a hoof to her mouth. >Meekly nodding, you find yourself at a loss for words. >"Thank you, sweetie. Now come along. I'd like to arrive early for the play." >Mother and son walked down the hall. The servants that weren't starstruck bowed. The ones that were stared in admiration as they passed. >A blush spread across your cheeks. You were used to being bowed to, but the flirtatious looks from the mares were normally contained in professionalism. >Celestia was taking it far better. Used to the praise of so many, she smiled sweetly and kept a steady pace. >You crossed Earmunn's office. You knocked and waved, and he looked up. >He grinned at your style. He nodded, and turned back to his paperwork. >Elated, you trotted to catch up with mom. A procession of guards was ready to greet your path to the chariot. They saluted, and mom tugged at you. >You needed to keep going. She trotted towards the chariot, and the pullers stood at perfect attention. >She climbed in, taking a seat on one of the cushions. You did the same. >Off you went, just a mother and son, to see a nice play. >After the play, on the chariot ride back, you and mom discussed the play. >"I remember another play like that one. I don't know which I like more, really. This new one went into deeper depths on just WHAT it means to protect. But the older one had a much more interesting protagonist. Hmm." She turns to her son. "What did you think." "I thought it was pretty good. I kinda wish they didn't rely so much on pyrotechnics, but other than that, it was pretty good." >"Well, I'm glad you liked it." >She placed a leg over your shoulder, pulling you into her warmth. You feel a wing go over you, and nuzzle your head into her. >You feel a yawn coming on, and she chuckles. >"Sleepy?" "No. Well, just a little. Having to sit listen to people talk." >She chuckles, more warmly. "Welcome to my life, Solaire." >You laugh with her. It was a good day. Just you and mom. >Arriving at the castle, you eat dinner, having skipped lunch to spar. >It's good. Nothing special, but it's nice to have Aunt Luna eat with you tonight. >Telling her all about the play, she seems interested. But holding court will teach you to fake interest. >You didn't mind too much. You knew she had to be tired from night court. More tired than normal. >That's when it hit you. Mom was getting more busy. She had to get this day cleared. Luna must've taken day shift AND night shift for this. >You finish up talking about the play. "How was your day, Aunt Luna?" >She smiles, swallows her asparagus. >"Twas fine. Normal whining from the Nobles. A few petitions to sell land, some reduction of regulations on minimum wage. I'm glad you asked." >She smiles, finishes off her wine. >"Sister, I'm going to prepare for night court. Preferably with some coffee. Goodnight, nephew." >With goodbye's exchanged, you finish your plate. Your mother, on the other hand, had already eaten. Well, she hadn't been the one to regale Luna with the story. >Nibbling on dessert, she had a second glass of wine. She'd earned it. >After dinner, it was almost time for bed. >You used to have a curfew, but you grew so accustomed to falling asleep at a certain time, it was habit. >Undressed, teeth brushed, and finally feeling the previous exhaustion your earlier bath staved off, you crawled into bed. >Levitating a book off your nightstand, you resumed where you left off the night before. >Most colts your age would be reading some smutty thing, or listening to music. You? You preferred adventure books. It was one of the reasons you talked to Earmunn so much. >You were entranced with the book so much, you didn't hear the door creak open. >"You awake, sweetie?" "Hey mom. Just reading. What's up?" >"Oh, nothing. Just wanted to say goodnight to my baby colt." >You groaned, even though you knew she was teasing. She stepped in, neared your large bed. >She sat, and rubbed your shoulders, smiling. The expression was mutual. >She leaned down and kissed your forehead, below your horn. >"Goodnight, sunbeam. I love you." "Love you too, mom." >She looks elated. She hugs you tightly, then slides out of the room. You're glad she came in. >Setting the book aside, you pull the covers up to your neck. You await slumber and smile. >Just you and your mom. DANGEROUS FEELS BONUS READ AT YOUR OWN RISK After sleep comes, something wakes you up. It's totally dark, probably midnight. You see the stars through your window. You hear motion. You prepare to turn. "Solaire?" It's just mom. You relax. You know you should turn, but you're still almost asleep. She takes your silence as your answer. You hear her sit down on your bed. Feel her hoof on your shoulder. She's warm. She leans down to kiss your cheek. She begins to sing a lullaby she did when you were just a colt. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when the skies are grey. You'll never know dear, how much I love you. So please don't take my sunshine...Away ================================================================================================================================= "Happy hearts and hooves day sweet heart. will you be mommy's special somepony?" >You open the envelope >It's a bunch of pictures >The first one appears to be an upright green dildo >Upon further inspection, it's an exact replica of your junk >Next picture looks to be of Celestia lowering her marehood onto the dildo >How do you know it's hers? >She's forced you to take way too many baths with her over the years >There aren't enough therapists in Equestria to undo the mental trauma >You don't think you need to see the rest >Throwing the pictures into the trash, you tell her, "Seriously, Mom, you need help." ================================================================================================================================ "Twilight, my son is telling me that you are harassing him with with air horns, slap bracelets, pig latin and maple syrup. Is this all true?" >"Yes Princess, but according to my research it's all like an aphrodisiac to him." "..." >"Princess?" "Twilight... my most faithful loyal student, why were you knowingly wearing and doing things that are an aphrodisiac to my son around him?" >"I-" "Is this a game to you? Are you trying to embarrass him?" >"What? No, I-" "Because when a grown mare knowingly AND willingly tries to arouse somepony when they are not in a relationship together then it does sound like a game." >"Oh Princess please, I'm sorry. I just wanted Anon to like me and notice me." "I'm very disappointed in you right now. I want you to return to your castle and think about what you've done." >"Y-yes Princess." ~Later that night~ >"Oh hey mom. What's with the maple syrup, we having pancakes? Oh hey slap bracelets... and an air horn... oh shit." "Ellohay ymay unshinesay" ================================================================================================================================= I like the idea of Anon marrying his momlestia for some ridiculous legal reason and ends up falling for her and vice versa. >Hilarity and hijinx ensue this summer on TBS when an unlikely pair are forced to marry.. >From the minds that brought you gems like "Who wants to marry a speed eating champion?" and "When tards attack", comes a feelgood comedy the whole family can enjoy >Celestia & Son! >"So, Princess, Anonymous...what do you think?" >'..My former faithful student..what the fuck happened to you?' I told you not to let her in, mom.. Twi, is just dying for attention. Every night she just sits in her room watching an old picture of her and Celestia. Night after night she just drinking and cursing the day that Anon show his stupid green face... just to end in tears thinking in the old times. I think a nice story about Anon showing up and taking all the Princesses' attention would be just what those faggot-, I mean friends in /ntt/ need. >Be Dorklight Neverlaid >Going to Canterlot Palace to smooth out some last minute princess type shit with Sunbutt & Moona >You prepare to knock, but are met with a lunge from the two guards at the gate >'Ha, 2 for flinching.' >"What?-, OW, hey! I'm a fucking Princess, you podunk rent-a-guard." >'Prince Anonymous's orders...m'lady' >Both guards attempt to stifle wild laughter >You lift a hoof to knock once more >The door opens swiftly causing you to fall forward >"HEEEEY SATA-..aw crap, it's you." >'Hi Sadaa-, er..*sighs*..Hello Prince Anonymous, your long donged excellency, the colossus of clout..the bambino of bonghits, th-' >"Yeah yeah enough, whatever..what do you want, Sperglight Bookdumb?" >'I'm here to speak with the Princesses on a matter pertaining to my recent princesshood, are they available at the moment?' >Celestia and Luna round the corner behind Anon >They're without their normal regalia and wares, Celestia is holding a single cherry in her teeth by it's stem and Luna has whip cream smeared all over her body Sunshine, who is it? NEPHEW, WE DOTH BELIEVE OUR SISTER HATH NOT RAISED A STALLION TO LEAVE A TASK HALF FINISHED >"..Yeah, they're uh..kind of busy, can you come back like..you know, probably never?" >'I..I u..what're-..yeah..y-yeah, sure..it can wait.' >You leave dejected and feeling worse than the time Spike walked in on you practicing your winking in the mirror >At least you have Lector and Flashfag to love you. Poor Twilight. >door opens slightly to reveal a sweating, panting, and sticky Luna with disheveled fur and mane >"Oh! H-hello princess." >Luna is less than enthused >"I m-must have caught you at a bad time. It's just that I was told I could find your sister up here with Anon and I-" >Twilight tries to peer past her into the room where she believes she just saw a multicolored swath of light slide past the night princess >Twilight makes to begin through the door but is stopped by Luna's raised forehoof >"Miss Sparkle. Please accept my apologies, but-" >Luna pauses momentarily to bite her lip, her face turning red as the pattering of several drops of liquid onto the marble floor are heard >Luna shifts her hindlegs before continuing >"The family...we are currently indisposed." >a globule of viscous white slowly descends across the inside thigh of Luna's left hind leg and continues sliding downward >"T-there are certain internal matters which require of us expansive deliberations as how best to position the assets of the Crown. We-" >her breath catches in her throat >behind her, a dexterous pink tongue has carefully traveled up the Night Princess's immaculate leg, lapping away the offending substance and coming to rest between her moon, its owner's horn and vibrant solar mane bobbing gently >"Ah~" >"Princess, please, I just-" >"I apologize," she gasps, "but she...oh sister..." >"But I came ALL the way to Canterlot-" >"Goodnight, Miss Sparkle." >the door slams shut. ======================================================================================================================================= "I am Anonymous, the unchained wrath of the sun and the scourge of the unworthy. I have slain countless scores in the name of my divine mother and the very mountains quake in fear at my coming. Choose your next words carefully, beast, for I have little enough patience as it stands and my good humour will doubtless not last forever." >The griffon dignitary shrinks away from you, shaking in his feathers as you tower over him. >"I... I-I have an appointment with-" >He is interrupted by the great doors of the throne room swinging open and your beloved mother approaching from within. >"Sweetie, please try not to intimidate our guests." >The griffon looks to your mother, seeing his salvation. >"Do come inside, Sir Stormclaw, we have much to discuss." >Before heading back into the throne room, Celestia rolls her eyes and gives you a sweet smile. >Some time later, the griffon stares wide eyed as Celestia takes a dainty sip of tea from what appears to be the skull of a Minotaur with the words "I love mom" carved into the forehead. >"That's a uh... Interesting cup, your highness." >Celestia smiles warmly. >"You like it? It is quite the conversation starter. It was a gift from my son, he made it himself." >The griffon blanches slightly. >"You, uh... must be very proud." >The princess nods in agreement. >"Indeed I am, very much so indeed. Why, since my son was named high commander of the Equestrian military and captain of my personal guard Equestria's the safest it's been in over a thousand years." >Celestia takes another sip of tea. >"He certainly seems apt for the role, your highness." >The princess titters softly. >"Oh he may be intimidating at first and have a certain... reputation for ruthlessness, shall we say? But deep down he's a good boy who's just trying to do right by his mother." ======================================================================================================================================= >Be Anon, Prince of Ponies. >Lounging with your family and all of your close friends just enjoying some drinks. >Blueblood is being a cunt as per usual. >Twilight is almost clinging to your mom. >Cadane and Shining are sharing a drink like two kids would a milkshake. >Can’t tell if that is cute or weird. >Luna and you are too preoccupied with trying to get a guard have a drink. “Come on, you’re telling me you won’t have even one drink?” >”Sorry Sir, not while I’m on duty.” >”Even if thou are requested to drink by royalty?” >”Yes Ma’am, even if you request it.” >”Would thou drink if it would save one of our lives?” “How would that even work?” >”Suppose we contract the dreaded NeedToWatchAGuardDrinkItis.” >”Is that back? I may need to get a booster shot.” >You look across the room and see your mom looking a little tipsy. >Surprisingly she never could hold her liquor. “I’m going to go check on mom. Let me know if you get him to drink.” >”Indeed.” >You mingle as you make your way through the room and eventually find yourself at a table with Twilight and your mom. “Hey you two. How’s it going?” >”Oh, h-hey Anon. I’m doing great-feeling great! Don’t want you to think I’m doing anything or one.” >The purple pony said with a blush. >”Of course you’re feeling great now Twilight, after all Anon’s here.” “What are you talking about mom?” >"Honestly Sunshine, Twilight here has had a crush on you since she was a little filly." "Really mom? I had no idea. Also I think you've had enough." >You say, trying not to sound completely sarcastic. >"No I haven't, and it's true. A maid who cleaned her room found a picture of you shirtless under her bed along with some other things." "Other things?" >You’re also wondering how she even got a picture of you shirtless. >”Oh yes, various pictures, drawings, writings. Twilight did you even have a lock of his hair?” >”N-no Princess… I didn’t.” ======================================================================================================================================= >'A-anon, why don't you show me how to play that 'football' again?' >"Sure, why no-" >'OH SKYS ABOVE, YES~' >Mom is already hunched down in the 3 point stance ready to snap the ball >"..You just like having my face in your ass, don't you." >'N-nonsense, sweetie. Mommy just wants to be gagged and bou-, ehh I mean BOND with you, thats all~' ====================================================================================================================================== >Be teenage Anon >Ponies don't have hands. So for the longest time nobody told you how to "entertain" yourself. >Now you know, and you are putting your newfound "handiness" at hard work >As you speed up for the grand finale something foreign enters your lust riddled mind >A noise? Eh, wahtev- >"Anoooon! The movie started and we are missing you. >PANIC >You totally forgot about movie night with auntie Luna and mom. >From the sound of her hoofsteps it Mom is just around the corridor to your room. >You only have seconds before she burst through the door and into your raging hardon >Nope, not having that >"NO! W-WAIT MOM!" >The hoofsteps stop suddenly and >"What's wrong hun?" Her voice is concerned and it hurts you a bit to be forced to lie "I need to...eh...uh" >You feverishly scan the room for something to say. With your dick doing the thinking for you your eyes soon lock themselves on one of your magazine covers. >A beautiful white mare gaze back with sultry eyes. Her mouth biting a condom with white pearly "TEETH!" >"I'm sorry. Wha-" "BRUsh. Teeth. I need to brush my teeth. Yes." >Anon you are a genius! >"Nonsense dear. You brush your teeth before going to bed like the rest of us. Now come out and enjoy movie night with us." >The sound of clopping hooves starts once again and you find yourself with seconds to spare >A small part of your brain tells you to stop jerking and cover yourself. >After flipping out of bed and scanning around for your discarded pant you realize something >Your hand is still tugging at your dick. Weird. >You tell it to stop >It doesn't >Your dick have hijacked your right arm and is flying itself into splooge city. Your dick is a jerk. >The clopping is closing in. > Fuck it. Plan B. If you can't beat it, join it >You have been close to finishing for a while now and loosening the vavle before mom comes in would solve all your problems. Or so you tell yourself >Focusing all your thoughts and willpower into crossing the edge you manage to drown out the sounds of your ever approaching mother. >"Luna said you'd really enjoy this movie." a faint part of your brain tells you that Luna knows shit about movies before it is drowned out in a tidal wave of smut >"There are pretty mares in it." Her teasing tone goes unheard as your mind devolves into pure lust. >With your last stroke your eyes roll back into your head and pure bliss overtake you >For one brief transcendal moment you are become dick, destroyer of cunts. >And with the force of a thousand suns you finally cum >"If you're lucky there might be cu-" >A bright flash of light illuminating the room mid squirt force your eyes open. In full view of you stands your mother. >A sticky glob of white liquid is plastered on her face. >Another blob lands in her ethereal mane with a plop. >The entire world goes silent as the two of you try to process the situation. >Drips of cum stuck on her horn land in her agape mouth. >She is to asonished to react >You think of something to say "So... What movie is it?" =================================================================================================================================== >"Don't you think mommy makes a cute girl, Sunshine?" >'G-gross, mom..unf' >"Step aside Dear sister... because the aunty will take care of Anon~" >B-but auntie Luna... y-you are not for sexual > Luna smiles wide like a predator sizing up its prey. > She saunters up to you. > "What's wrong Anon? Don't you like me like that? Am I not good enough for you?" "No it's just- did you just call me Anon and not nephew?" >"Why yes I did. After all tonight I'm not your Auntie Luna and you aren't my nephew. You are just Anon and I'm just Luna." > She says getting uncomfortably close and before you know it your back is pinned again the wall. > She is now staring a prima and yet lustful gaze at you. > You swear she is looking into your soul. "I-I think I need an adult." >"I am an adult... and soon you will be too." =================================================================================================================================== "Oh hey mom I didn't see you there... um what is that you have there?" >"What this? Well I was in your room and needed a flashlight-" "What? Why were you in my room in the first place, and second why did you need a flashlight?" >"That isn't important right now honey. And anyway it turned out not to be a flashlight at all." > You gulp and try to hide the embarrassment from your face. >"Imagine my surprise when I tried to turn it on and nothing happened." > She calmly starts to unscrew the top of the 'flashlight' and shows you the fake pussy where the lens should be. >"But what really surprised me thought was the name on it. The Celestia Special if I'm reading this right." "Mom I swear it was a gag gift from a friend." >"Should I assume the lube i found next to it was from your friends too?" "...um...yes." > She then puts her index finger in her mouth and then moved it to the slit of the fake pussy in her hand. "M-mom, uh... what are you doing?" >"Well it feels right so far. It is to bad that you didn't use it." "Why is that?" >"I would want you to tell me if it felt the same as the real thing." > She turns and starts to walk away. >"Well I'll be in my room if you decide to find out if they feel the same or not." ================================================================================================================================== "Good night, Nonny." "Good night, mom." Later that night. Celestia carefully steps into her adopted son`s sleeping chambers. Looking at his sleeping form, she could not help but marvel at how adorable he looked while sleeping. How weird he had seemed but a few years back when he was found near the Everfree Forest. How scared and vulnerable. And now? Full of life, confident and calm and exotic. Carefully removing the blanket that he had haphazardly thrown over himself, she could not help but smile. Who would have thought that this strange child would be the one to tease her out of her centuries long ennui? Near Immortality sure beat the alternative but sometimes you overindulged and burnt out. The trick was to find something new and exotic to make the embers of your desires wake again. Quickly checking that the sleeping spell held up before she continued, Celestia could feel her excitement rise. Some ponies would probably find her actions deplorable, but she was just being pro-active. Puberty would soon make changes to poor Nonny, and if would be better for all involved if happened under controlled circumstances. Finishing that thought, she expertly fished Nonny`s cock out of his underwear. Already at half mast she was fairly certain it would be considered massive for a child of his age, It better be, taking into account that she had spent nearly two years plying it with enhancement spells. Length, girth, straining testicles and swollen head, it had all been lovingly wrought by someone who over the centuries had come to realize that while she officially was a princess, at heart she was a sizequeen. As her Grasp worked his shaft and head and gently squeezed his testicles, dear Nonny started making the sleepy grunts that told her he was getting close. Twenty seconds later, and he started cumming. Gathering up his large load in her Grasp while she studied his dick, Celestia happily noted that her work was nearly complete. Her perfect stud would soon be ready. ===================================================================================================================================== >"Hmm..she's been 'reading him a bedtime story' for going on an hour now.." >"HEY LUNA, IF I FOUND OUT YOUR TRYING TO DIDDLE YOUR NEPHEW without me I'M GO-!" >Celestia's interrupted by a far off call of 'PRINCESS CELESTIA, SERIOUSLY!' >"SHUT UP, TWILIGHT, THIS IS BETWEEN MY SISTER AND I." ====================================================================================================================================== "Hey, so care to explain why Twilight was waiting for me in my room with soft jazz playing in the background and a bottle of Goldengate vineyard vintage 1292?" >"Why do you assume I know anything about it, sweetie?" "How else would she know what wine to bring?" >"Anon, Twilight could have asked anypony what your favourite wine is. That doesn't mean-" "Let me stop you right there. You see only one pony thinks Goldengate is my favourite wine. I suspected Twilight was getting advice on how to go about ingratiating herself with me, so I told aunty Luna my favourite wine was Château L'Eglise and cousin Cadance that it was Cloudsdale Red vintage 1307." >"I uh-" "Can you guess the one pony who I told it was Goldengate?" >"S-Sweetie I really think-" "Stop trying to set me up with god damn Twilight 'I never lost my virginity' Sparkle!" =================================================================================================================================== ======================================================================================================================================= >Prince Anon has Twilight excommunicated from princessdom and banished from Ponyville >"Open in the name of Prince Anonymous!" >Twilight groggily dragged herself out of bed and downstairs, having been rudely awakened by the incessant hammering on her door. >Pulling it open, she was greeted by the sight of three heavily armed royal guards. >"What is it, is the princess in some kind of -" >"Twilight Sparkle," the foremost guard interrupts, "by order of his royal highness, prince Anonymous, you are hereby banished from Equestria, never to set hoof within its borders for the rest of your days on pain of death." >"W-What? Is this a joke? How dare you-" >The guard pulls forth a royal warrant bearing the seal of the house of the royal sisters. >"We've been ordered to escort you out of the country. You have one hour to gather your belongings." >"This is ridiculous! Do you have any idea who I am? What am I being charged with?" >The guard pulls a second scroll from his saddlebag and clears his throat. >By order of Prince Anonymous you are charged and convicted of three counts of spilling his lordship's chocolate milk, four counts of smelling like books and over four-hundred counts of having a big stupid butt face." >Twilight's jaw practically hit the ground. >"His lordship's judgement is final, now pack your things and get read to leave." >"But...B-But Anon's six years old!" >The stallion chuckled. >"His royal highness told us you may say that, and he said that if that were the case then we were to tell you that you were a big dumb dork who smells of boogers." >"I'm not a dork!" >The guards eyes widen. >"Disputing his lordship's wisdom is a treasonable offence!" ===================================================================================================================================== >tfw every mare anon even shows a slight liking to is suddenly sent to the dungeon on high treason >tfw as a mare receiving a smile from prince Anon is as good as a one way ticket to the torture chamber. >tfw if you smile back you'll be swinging from the gallows at dawn. >"Oh Celestia, the prince is coming, what do we do?" >Raising her head from her work, the young maid looks in the direction her companion is facing. >"I don't know... just pretend you don't see him and keep cleaning." >Hurriedly the pair return to dusting the picture frames in the long gallery. >"What if he speaks to us? I head he shared a joke with one of the maids in the West wing last week and she just vanished and never turned up for work the next day." >"Quiet, he'll hear you." >The duo were now visibly shaking with nervousness as Anon's footsteps got ever closer by the second. >"But we can't just ignore him. That'd be rude." >Silently they began praying that they'd somehow become invisible and that the prince would simply pass by as if they weren't even there. >By the sound of his foot falls he was only a few meters away now. "Morning, ladies. Beautiful day, isn't it?" >The youngest of the pair laughed nervously as the other said the first thing that came to mind. >"Y-You too." >"Mom, may I have a word please?" >'Ofcourse Sweetie, what is it thats troubling you?- No doubt it's something only mommy can help you with, r-right?' >"..Why are you jailing any mare that even looks at me?" >'Jailin-..ME? Oh Sunshine, y-you're being crazy, I haven't the foggiest notion what you're hinting at.' ==================================================================================================================================== Who's the lucky mare Anon brings home? >"I invited you here at my son's request, but I don't have to like it. Know that while you're here y- Must you insist of eating that so suggestively?" >The queen chuckled, noticing Anon staring at her from across the room as if in a trance while trying to hide his erection. >"Aww, poor princess, what's the matter? Does it upset you knowing that your son is so fond of the things I can do with this tongue of mine?" ~Later That Night~ "You know honey, you didn't need to bait my mom like that." >"Of course I did, she deserves it. It's absolutely refreshing to mess with her." "Cut her some slack, she does a lot of good." >"Like what? Name one thing she has done that has made my life better." >You walk up to her and hug her. "She raised me, and made me the man who loves you." >She practically glows at your declaration. >"Mmmmm, that's nice. Now tell me something else." >You start kissing her neck and close your eyes. "What's that?" >"Who do you love more, me..." >You hear her start before pausing and savoring the kisses you are sensually planting on her. >"Or your mother?" >You then hear your mom's voice and you immediately open your eyes in shock and see your mother and it was her neck you were kissing. "CHRYSALIS! Damn it, don't fucking do that!" >"I don't know what you're talking about sweetheart, now why don't you come over here and give mommy a nice big kiss." "Okay, stop it right now. This is really getting weird." >"Oh you haven't seen weird yet. How about Mommy takes off those pants and sucks her son's big hard throbbing cock?" >She asks rubbing your crotch with her hoof. >Damn you cock, don't betray me. >Fuck you brain Imma get hard if I want. >"Or would you rather mommy take her bad little boy over her knee and spank his ass till he says he's sorry?" >Oh shit, she has that kinky look in her eyes. >You love that look. >"Ahem." >You both turn to see your real mom standing in the doorway. >"I just wanted to come and apologize for my words earlier this evening. But, I see you're busy." >She says before walking away. >Well fuck. ===================================================================================================================================== >"Mom, I know what you're going to say, and believe me, I totally agree with you. There is no excuse for what I did. It was idiotic, immature, totally reckless, and I'm really sorry. I'm just hoping against hope that you will give me another chance, which I admit I don't deserve. If you could just find it in your heart to forgive me, I know I could earn your trust back" "Sunshine... what are you talking about? >"You didn't come here for that stuff i did with Aunty luna in the kitchen?" "The only thing i know is for some reason there's whipped cream all over the ceiling of the kit-... Anon? >"i have to go!" "Come here!" ====================================================================================================================================== >"Sunshine, mommys always been curious.." >'Unf..you ain't gotta tell me twic-..I mean..chh..yeah, I know.' >"What mommy MEANT to say,silly..is do you have a crush on anypony right now?" >'Just you, Auntie Luna, *coughs and Cousin Condense.' >"I see..so..no hope for Twilight?" >'MOM, SERIOUSLY, DAWG..it ain't gonna happen.' >'I humored you and took her out on a date, mom. Know what she did? Spent the entirety of our time out going ON and ON about...yeesh, her brother of all things.' >"Really? I never took her as the kind to keep it 'all in the family'..you think you know a mare.." >'Yeah, sick, right? So..is our cuddlefuckfest in your chambers or Aunties tonight?' ==================================================================================================================================== >Mom will never turn you invisible so you can fuck her unseen while she tends to her daily duties >"Haah~..a-and thENN we'll l-let cloudcover accu-..mmph..oh yes~..accumulate so we can g-GET the big storms done before sprinG..ahh..COMES..y-yeah..oh baby, yeah.." >'P-princess, are you feeling ill?' >Mom lifts her head up from her collapsed position on her desk >"N-never better." >Mom will never start rubbing your legs under the table while dining with the family >She will never slowly creep upwards while continuing to act normal above the waistline. >She will never nibble seductively at her food while proceeding to jerk you of inches from your aunt and cousins. >She will tease you are to climax with thinley veiled innuendos as you struggle to breath normally >She will never invite you for "dessert" in her bedchambers ===================================================================================================================================== >"Stop staring those other boys down, Sunshine, so what if they're looking? Only you get to touch." >'..I guess. Say, why does'nt Auntie Luna like the beach, mom?' >"Oh..poor dear does'nt quite tan like mommy, sweetheart." >'Still, I'd like it if she came with us a time or two.' >"Oh?" Does my strong virile boy yearn to lavish his Auntie with the same affections he shares with his mother?" >'Mmm..you could say that.' >"I see~..Well, perhaps she can be dissuaded to come with next time. Why don't you visit her chambers tonight and ask?" >"Enter." >Ok..ok, you're a fucking Prince, Anon..maintain >You push open the large doors adorned with Auntie's cutiemark >"N-nephew? To what do we owe this..welcomed visit?~" >'Hi-, I mean evening Auntie. I um..I just wanted to ask if you'd like to come to the boobs-, I mean the beach, with mom and I sometime?' >"Tempting..are you sure your mother would'nt stealeth you away to no doubt spend the entire trip rubbing tanning lotion upon her prodigious posterior? Or..~ would you possibly spare a session with your capable hands for your dearest Aunt?" >Erection rising.png >'To be perfectly honest, I'd like to spend the trip doing a healthy amount of both.' >"Very well, I shall accompany the two of you on your next outing. And I'm going to take you around the world, nephew. >A gentle blue aura illuminates the crotch of your pants as you feel invisible silken hands go to work >"O-ok ok ok ok g-good, I'll..fff..I'll go tell mom, gottagobyeloveyou" >You hobble out of your aunt's bedchambers, panting as you do so She said yes, I take it? >"JESUS FUCK, MOM!!..Unf..oh damn, I t-think you scared the rest out of me..haah..fuck." ====================================================================================================================================== Think of a pony, any pony that's not Celestia. That's the pony that was in bed with Anon when Celestia brings him his breakfast in the morning. How fucked is Anon? Anon gets caught in bed with a foreign diplomat during trade negotiations. Anon is sent to live with Twilight for a month while Celestia tries to prevent an international incident. This was Twilight's plan from the beginning. She orchestrated everything from the beginning so that she could have Anon all to herself. >"Perhaps..some time spent at Twilight's is in order, while I clean up your mess, S-sunshine." >'..MOM NO, PLEASE, N-NOT THAT, I'M SORRY-, I KNOW I MESSED UP, BUT MOM SERIOUSLY' >"Y-you've forced my hoof, sweetheart.." >'She smells like dusty old scrolls and desperation! Mom she does'nt even have cable, and Spikes a fuckin dork!' MEANWHILE, AT THE TREEBRARY OF DOOM.. >"Mwhahahah, Excellent..Prince Anonymous shall be in my care and soon find himself at the mercy of my princess-like femini- *BRAAAAAP!*" >walk into treebrary >the stench of must, sweat, rot, and...cum >there are puddles of sticky residue splattered on the floor, on the walls, on shelves, bookcases, on the windows >the first time you saw the trashbin overflowing with crumpled papers and scrolls you didn't think much of it >the second time you passed it, you noticed they were soggy >"Now Prince Anonymous, Princess Celestia has entrusted you in my care for the next month. I do hope we can get along." "Right, I don't think that's going to happen." >"Oh, don't say that Prince Anonymous. I'm sure by the time the month is through we'll have gotten very, very close." >She says while moving very close to you. "Whoa, personal space!" >"Oh I'm so sorry. Also you're probably hungry after your trip. Spike! Get the Prince his meal!" >The little dragon waddles into the room with a tray of food. >He had a look on his face. >Similar to 'Only the dead can know joy from this.' >Poor kid. >You're just here visiting, he lives here. >He starts walking towards you and he inexplicably trips and the tray of food goes flying and it hits you. >"Oh dear. Would you look at that? You need to get out of those clothes right away. Here you can use my bathroom." >And so her plan to woo you and make you hers starts. ==================================================================================================================================== >"Mom..uh..when did Auntie get ehh..when'd she like..you know start looking so lolita-ish?" >'Oh, you know I think it was when I exorcised nightmare moon from her, cute huh?' >Luna starts to sneak a foot up your pantleg beneath the table >"I g-GUESSS!" >You know nephew..we never got to experience our first youthful tryst with a male~ Now would Celestia be okay with that? Luna's body is currently in a youthful state but she is far beyond the age of consent mentally. I think she'd be fine with it. >"Oh how darling..my sweet charming boy has awakened his nymphet Auntie's ravenous affections." >'Yeah yeah whatever, I just hope she-..nymphet?' =================================================================================================================================== Please stop calling me mom "I... understand." >Anon is from a broken home in the human world. >His human mother said the same thing. >At first he tought it was her. But after a second mother turned him aside it must be him. >He leaves alone into the night. The echoes of his second mothers final words to him haunting him to his very core. The solitude and guilt of being such a poor son driving him slowly into madness. >After a long time he finds himself in a great cave wreathed in shadow. Overcome with loss he howls into the dark. Calling for something, anything to love him. To be there with him. >From the darkness, something answers. And Anon is lost to its siren call, an embrace of shadow and steel around him, and he is remade iron and man but not as he once was, and now never alone again. >Back in Canterlot, Celestia worries. Her beloved son is gone. Driven out by those horrible words she uttered. >It was to save him, she justified to herself. More... conservative members to her court had taken offence to her alien son. >To save him from their wrath. She had driven him away. He was to be picked up on the road and dropped in Ponyville with her faithful student. Told the situation and made safe until the conspirators could be dealt with. >Something had gone wrong. The tasked patrols hadn't found him. And he had disappeared into the wilderness. >Months had passed. And every day without him being found again, saw the chances of him being found alive, if at all, shrink more and more. >Celestia becomes a recluse. After ruthlessly purging her courtiers, she becomes withdrawn only doing her base duties, spending all other moments in her room, mourning for her beloved child. >Until the Changed Anon one day would return. Determined to avenge himself for his mothers betrayal. That's all I got. Feel free to pick up and expand guys. ======================================================================================================================================= >Set X years before series. >Cadence is the Princess of Love... In training. >She combines her training and a bit of a love of mischief to mess with her cousin Anon. By blasting him and other random mares with her powers. Generally causing shenanigans to ensue. >At some point she accidentally catches her dear cuz and his mother in a blast. >Nothing outwardly happens. >Cadence realizes that Nonny and Celly love one and other. >... >Profit? >Profit No but... >"Anon, I saw you & Auntie.." >'Yeah, so? What, you want in, too?' >"W-what?" >'Yeah, it's cool. Hell it's not like we're fam by blood. I'm eternally grateful for all that mom & auntie have done for me, I just happen to return the favors in a bit of an unconventional way.' >Cadence blushes heavily and twirls her ponytail around her hoof >'Nothing would change if you wanted to join us. We'd still be friends, albeit a little closer than before. Just think about it, Condense. Maybe run it by mom, too, if you're serious.' It's just too bad Cadence went and got married, now her and Anon will never be together it just wouldn't be proper. >Aunty Luna fully supports the old ways in which a stallion could challenge another for his mare by means of a fight to the death. >Aunty Luna sees nothing wrong with Anon marrying his cousin WHEN he wins, as it was fully the norm in her youth. Anon is more than prepared to fight for that plump, pink pony pussy. He never liked the way Shining Armor called him "little dude" when he visited. >"Oh my Celestia! Anon... Y-You killed him!" >Anon calmly wiped the blood from his longsword before returning it to his scabbard. >"You killed my Shining Armour... How could you?" >Flicking his visor up, Anon gave a puzzled frown. "What do you mean? You were there, you saw what happened. First I feinted and attack to his leg to force him to lower his guard then I stabbed him in the throat." >From her position on the blood-soaked floor clutching the head of her deceased husband, Cadance looked up at her cousin with tears in her eyes. >"M-Monster! I loved him." >Sighing, Anon bent down and patted the mare on the head before picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder. "Calm down Cadey, I'm here for you, don't cry. By right of steel I claim you as my bride and promise never to let harm befall you so long as I draw breath." >Swooping down from her seat high in the stalls of the ancient arena, Luna came to a halt before her nephew and clopped her hooves together excitedly. >"Well fought, dear nephew! We haven't seen such a exhilarating fight since Lord Storm claimed Sir Bright Lance's daughter as his second wife almost twelve-hundred years ago." >Anon bowed slightly, careful not to lose his balance as his cousin wailed and pounded on his pauldron to be let down. "Thank you, Aunty, that means a lot." >"Indeed, a most impressive show of martial prowess. Now, as is the custom you should go consummate your new union at once." >Anon gave a nervous chuckle and rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah... I'm not sure how to tell Mother about this." >Luna smiled encouragingly and wrapped a wing around her nephew. >"Oh, let us deal with our sister and worry not, the old laws are ironclad. Celestia may not approve but she cannot undo this union." >Seeing her beloved nephew give a final nod before making his way out through the gates of the arena, Luna sighed thoughtfully. >"Though quite what we'll tell Twilight I have no idea." Luna is best aunt. >"Though quite what we'll tell Twilight I have no idea." "Dear Twilight Sparkle, I am sorry to inform you that your brother, Shining Armour, has passed on in the line of duty. We believe that he suffered an accident while filing his horn to maintain the minimum accepted sharpness required for a guard of his rank, and somehow brutally stabbed himself in the neck and severed his spinal column. The investigation as to quite how he managed to accomplish this with a two-inch file with a bunt tip is still ongoing, though rest assured that you will be kept informed of any new evidence that comes to light. Please do not attempt any kind of investigation of your own. Yours regretfully, Princess Luna. P.S. Please do not attempt to contact Princess Cadance, as it would surely upset her further." >"I don't care what your stupid old law says, aunty, I'm not letting Anon force himself on me!" "Such impudence. You should be honoured by how fiercely our beloved nephew fought for you. Do you have any idea how many mares would give everything they had to be courted by a prince like Anonymous?" >"He murdered my husband!" "Neigh, he is your husband now by right of steel, and the law requires that you serve him faithfully as a wife. >"I will NEVER let him touch me!" "You are beginning to test our patience, niece. You must fulfil your obligations in the bedroom, it is your duty." >"But-" "Silence! we have heard enough of your protests. We expect you to be with child by this time next year or else you and I shall have words, Cadance." >"Arrgh... Infuriating whorse!" >Luna slapped Cadance hard across the face. "Remember your place, and don't even try to go behind our back to our dear sister." Man, Luna really wants Anon to have children. >"I..I can't believe whats gotten into the 3 of you! Princess, Anon KILLED my brother and took Cadence as a forced bride! D-does this mean nothing?!" >Mom slurps up the last of her banana smoothie and frowns as she realizes it's gone >'..Huh-, what now? Something about..Peetzer?' >She's mad I offed Sir Light in the horseshoes and started satisfying his old lady how she deserves, mom. "Damn Twilight, that was almost two whole weeks ago, stop living in the past and just let it go already." >"You killed my brother!" "Ugh fine... if I have sex with you just this one time will you drop it?" >"...Will you cuddle me and tell me I'm pretty too?" "Don't push your luck, Twilight. I only killed him, it's not like I flayed him alive and wore his skin as a suit while marrying Cadance... Although now that I think about it the body is still probably in salvag-" >"So can we have sex now?" >You sigh heavily and huff out "I GUESS, geez.." >"But first, a toast..to uh..the start of a..adequate friendship." >You sip down your cider, making sure Twi goes bottoms up on hers >'S-so what're we going to do first, Anon, m-maybe some rolepla- zzzzzzzzzzz' >"Yeah, sounds good, you play the part of the dumb broad I drugged, and I go back to rutting my mom, aunt and your former sister in law." >"Smell ya, Twi." >Not gently picking her up and carrying her to her guest bedroom in the palace before setting her down on the bed and strategically placing various empty bottles around the room and a large vibrator between her legs, so that when she wakes up she'll assume the conversation with you was a dream and that last night she passed out drunk while masturbating. >Not photographing her in this position to use as evidence with Celestia that Twilight would be a bad influence on you and that she should be made to stay away. Missed opportunity. >Not also getting a pregnant mare to urinate on a pregnancy test and leaving it on the bed beside Twilight so that she flips her shit and panic when she sees it. ==================================================================================================================================== I wonder if Luna ever wishes she could have adopted little Anon, or if she just enjoys playing the lewd Aunt too much. I like to think that Celestia and Luna act almost like a married couple around Anon, and sometimes bicker about how's best to raise him. While Celestia is the mother figure, Luna is more of a "father" to him. Unlike a real married couple there's less lesbian horse sex. Or more, I don't care to intrude on what the sisters choose to do behind closed doors. Cadance is the attractive cousin that Anon secretly wants to do unspeakable things to. We all have one of them. Why not both? That she misses her maternal connection is natural, but she still takes joy in playing her lewd games. >Only aunty Luna is allowed to give Anon his "special cuddles" to help him sleep. >Anon feels like he can talk to Luna about things that would be embarrassing to say to his mother. >Luna honestly has no idea what happened to that hussy of a mare that broke Anon's heart when his was eight, stop asking. >She certainly didn't have anything to do with the fire at the aforementioned mare's house, honest. >Luna thinks a boy of Anon's age should be allowed to stay out passed eleven O'clock should he wish to, despite what Celestia thinks. >Aunty Luna remember when it was customary for young princes to maintain harems and sleep about to continue the royal bloodline, and does not understand why her sister disapproves of Anon rutting his way through the palace's maid population. >"Tia it is reprehensible how you coddle him and keep him as stock for ourselves, he should be free to spread his seed." >'Reprehensible how I?-..Well you don't hear me complaining when you spirit him away at night, my growing boy needs his sleep. Nor do I raise a fuss when you suckle him before bed.' >..OK in fairness, mom..that helps me fall asleep. >"Nonsense, if you're having sleeping issues, I'll see to it our pre-bedtime ruttings double in fervor.' >"UNACCEPTABLE!! ALL ISSUES CONCERNING HIS SLEEP FALL UNDER MY JURISDICTION!" >You know what? Ehh...I think I'll just chug some nyquil, y-yeah that oughta help. ===================================================================================================================================== >tfw Anon forgot to give you a goodbye kiss before going hydra hunting with his griffon friends. >tfw you barely get to see him anymore because when he isn't out hunting or fighting he's too busy spending 'quality time' with his harem to notice how much you miss him. >tfw said harem is now so large you've had to designate an entire wing of the palace to accommodating them. >tfw the sounds coming from Anon's room remind you he's not your little boy anymore. >tfw the word 'satyr' gets added to the Equestrian dictionary. >tfw when Anon still sometimes comes to cuddle with you when he's had a rough day. >"A-and then so the robber says "So do you love me?" and she says 'no, but thats a nice ski mask!'" >Your harem explodes into raucous laughter as you all collectively stumble in the front door >Mom sits quietly by the fireside, barely glancing up from her 'Human male sexuality 101' >"Say uh, why don't you girls hurry upstairs, I'll meet you shortly." >They part from your side in their own special way, a lick to the cheek, a wing tickle to the back of your neck, so on and so fourth >'..I see that they must genuinely care for you. I-it was'nt too long ago that that was how you and I shared our affections.' >"Mom c'mon..you act like I've left you in the dark. Embracing these customs was your idea as well." >'I know, a-and I'm fine with it, truly-, w-what're you doing?' >You lie down next to mom and pull her wing over you >"Showing you I'll never outgrow my need for you. Ever." ===================================================================================================================================== Oh man, I really like the idea of anon growing up to be this seemingly unstoppable knight all because aunty Luna would preach stories of warriors and old-time battles…and also because he wants that royal horsepussy beyond all reason. Hey, when you grow up with two goddesses constantly coddling you, everything else seems like low-game, family or no. Also incoming quick one shot green! “Oh I swear that boy” >”Something wrong dear sister?” “Oh, Luna! I was actually hoping to speak to you….has…Anon seemed alright to you?” >Luna seems perplexed at the blunt question but quickly returns to a cheerful expression >”Our dearest nephew is just as much the picture of affection and chivalry that he has always been, at least within mine presence, you know very well the prince has always been a gentle-colt” >Celestia rolls her eyes “That’s just it, he listens to anything we say like the wonderful son he is but when it comes to listening to any other pony, let alone the generals or the elements he tosses their opinions right over his shoulder!” >”To be fair sister he seems to know more about correct battle tactics than the generals, and although the elements are quite magically inclined I wouldn’t send them to correct EVERY issue that rises up” “He slaughtered an entire herd of bulls Luna…” >”Were they not bandits?” *Sigh* “That isn’t how we deal with outlaws anymore, Twilight has been sending me letter after letter demanding he be punished” >”Well I think he did right, those ruffians were harming our little ponies and your son took it upon himself to protect them, if nothing else, the townsfolk seemed to be quite happy!” >Celestia snorts a laugh and pushes her sister lightly “It’s probably your fault, always telling him stories of knighthood and battle when he was little” >”Perchance it his in races bloodline?” “Maybe, although there’s no telling what his race embodied, I’m no expert on babies appearing from portals in time and space…still… you’re just afraid I’ll punish him by not letting him listen to your poetry anymore” >Luna sticks her tongue out at Celestia >”Anon is our muse, he understands mine woeful arts” “You just like to ogle is naughty dreams after you’ve lulled him to sleep” >Luna goes red >”And you aren’t any better, always teasing him with that cake engorged flank of yours, is it any wonder he is not interested in any of his suitors? What sort of mother willing allows her son to fall for them like a love sick puppy?” >Both the sisters seem to realize their conversation topic “Perhaps we should rethink our parenting techniques” >”Seems a tad late for that sister” … >… >”Is he still to be punished?” “Honestly? We could most likely just order him to listen to others…but…I think I’ll give him a light berating this time” >”Excellent!...so then?” “Yes, you can have your quality time with Anon as always” >”EEE! So wonderful!...perchance you would like to join us tonight sister? The prince has some most enticing dreams of his beloved mother” >It’s now Celestia’s turn to go red in cheeks “Well…some bonding time is always good” ===================================================================================================================================== >"Come Anon, time for your annual penis inspection." >"Hmm... Impressive length, sizeable girth, no sign of dry skin, pleasant scent of lavender and slight male musk. Yes this is looking good, and I'm glad to learn that you're enjoying that delightful body wash I bought you, Anon." "At first I thought it'd be too flowery but then I then I thought to myself hey, who doesn't enjoy lavender?" >"Indeed. What do you think, dear sister?" >From beside your mother, your aunty Luna snaps her almost mesmerised gaze away from your manhood standing proudly in the breeze. >"Wha- Oh! Uh, yes... most pleasing." >Awkwardly Luna wipes the drool from around her mouth as Celestia beams happily. "So I get aunty Luna being here to oversee penis inspection day, but why is cousin Cadance here?" >You nod your head at where the pink mare sits off to the side with a deep blush gracing her cheeks. >"Cadance? Why she's here to conduct the official taste test, dear." "Huh... is that a new requirement for the inspection." >Your mother seems to hesitate for a moment before nodding. >"Y-Yes, it's very new. In fact this is the first year since it's been implemented." Twilight wasn't invited. "But why can't one of you just perform the taste test?" >You aunty Luna nods in agreement and looks up almost pleadingly at her elder sister. >"Yes, why can't I perform the test upon our beloved nephew?" >"Because," chuckled Celestia dismissively, "Cadance is the most qualified out of all of us to pick up upon the intricacies and subtlety of the flavour, having had the most experience performing 'tests' like this in the past." >From her position in the corner of the room, the once pink princess was now blushing almost crimson. >"A-Actually I really should be heading-" >"Nonsense, your presence is required here," insisted your mother as she wrapped a wing around the younger mare and guided her towards you, "now put those years of practice spent in the guard's locker room to work and get sucking." >"But aunty, I'm married!" >Luna sighed deeply. >"Just get on with it already, and be sure to use lots of tongue to fully taste the flavour." Twilight's still not invited. >"H-how come I'm never invited to these things?" >You look out the window and see Princess Bookdork Neverlaid out on the west lawn >"I C-CAN BE SEXY TOO, ASK SHINY!" >'Mom, she's doing it again.' "Oh for the love of cake. GUARDS!" >"It's... I-Its not that I don't want to," stuttered Cadance, "it's just that I think it would be innapro-" >Obviously having run out of patience, Luna took a hold of her niece's head with her magic and forced her forwards upon your manhood. >"Mmmph!" She spluttered, having been taken by surprise and not having had time to prepare for the intruder now forcing its way into the back of her throat. >"I think she said deeper, Luna," spoke Celestia as she learned in close to her sister's ear. >With a nod of agreement, Luna pushed Cadance yet further forwards until she was practically skewered upon your shaft. >Looking down, you see your cousin gagging and coughing with tears in her eyes as she planted her forehooves on your thighs and tried to push herself off of you without success. "Wow, this is some pretty intense testing! Am I going to be quizzed on this later?" >Your mother chuckled. >"No, I don't think so, sweetie." >"Though please do tell us if you feel any teeth as that would require disciplinary action to be taken upon our volunteer here," she concluded, looking more towards Cadance than to you. >"Oh hey, you're back! Did you have fun with Anon? I can't believe how fast that little guy grew up. I remember when we first found him when I was just a rookie in training." >"Come over here and give your hubby a kiss.... Hmm, why does your mouth taste salty, Cadance? Does anybody else smell lavender?" ==================================================================================================================================== "I... I know you wan' fuck A-Anon... But y'shee he's jus' not interreasted... I mean interestebs... I-N-T-E-RAh screw it! He dun wanna fuck you Twalot." >"Princess please, you're obscenely drunk" "Shh, shh m'not drunk... I get why you wanna, it's b'cuz he's got a fuckin' massive dick, right? >"Princess!" "I know 'coz ah've seen it... Y'know, b'cuz I'm his moth-HUUURK." >Oh by the stars, it's all over my hooves!" >'Heey mom, here to see how your little 'girls night' wen-.. oh c'moon..really, mom?' >"Is..i-is that fuggin' 151 cider, honey..y-you know mommy can't resist the good *hic*, the good *hic*..shhhhtuff.." OH, hehe, um, good evening Anony- >"TUTUTUT..thats not my name." ..Forgive me, what I MEANT to say was Good evening Prince Anonymous, The Colossus of chronic, The Bambino of bonghits. >"Eh that'll do, Twiggy Piggy. So, you just LET my mom drink herself into oblivion?-, Is THAT how the new Princess conducts herself in the presence of her mentor? Jesus h christmas, Twilight.." W-wha? NO! No, not at all, we were jus- >"I don't wanna hear it, Porchlight." >You put mom over your shoulders fireman carry style and with your free hand, wave it in front of your face and tell Twilight "YOU CAN'T SEE ME." ======================================================================================================================================= >And so your sun is risen to another glorious morning. >You can see Luna off in her tower. >Her mane is dull and she lets out a big yawn as morning begins streaming throughout Equestrian. >Seems she had a busy night. >You send her a friendly wave and she sends you a tired one in response. >Poor little sister, probably going straight to bed. >You yourself are headed to bed as well. >But not to your own no. >That of… ”Anonymous? Are you awake sunshine?” >Anon lets out a low groan under the bundle of blankets he’s pulled himself into. >Strange… usually he’s up in a flash when you call for him. ”Anonymous?” >You lift the blankets away with your magic. “Goodness Anon! You’re sick!” >There lies your son, face red with fever, nose runny, eyes crusty, letting out small coughs. >He looks startled between coughs. “Worry not my little sunbeam, I’ll have one of the nurses come and help you today, and I’ll be around as much as I can.” >”N-no! I-I’m not sick mommy! I can-“ he stops to force down a fit of coughing, “-I can still come with you today!” he says in a pleading tone. >You raise an eyebrow at him. >He looks away from your gaze and sniffles quietly. ”Is that so Anon?” >”Y-ye-ye-ye…” he sneezes, “Yeah mom, I’m okay really!” >His desperation to spend time with you fills your chest with warmth. ”Hmmm, well if that’s the case…. come along then my little prince. We have a long day ahead of us” you say as you start trotting towards the door. >You can hear Anon grunt as he makes his way off the bed. >And his feet make soft irregular sounds on the marble floor. >You turn around and look at the sorry sight. >Anon is shakily trying to make his way over to you. >He’s ignoring the snot running down his nose, probably hoping it somehow makes you unable to notice it. “My my you sure seem to be quite wobbly this morning, are you sure that you’re okay Anonymous?” >He looks up at you fearfully, his ruse having been exposed. >”Uhm… yeah! I’m okay mommy please let me come with you!” >You can’t help but smile at your son’s determination. >He’s hoisted up and onto your back, a napkin “bumps” into his face as you maneuver him about, “Sorry sunshine, guess my magic is a little funny today.” “You must have done quite a bit of running about yesterday to be this shaky this morning huh?” >He takes the low hanging fruit you offered him, “Y-yeah! I- he lets out a cough and stifles the rest, “I was.” >You shake your head and make your way down to the private dining room. >Anon’s soft sniffles and mucusey breaths are the only sounds you hear throughout the barely awakened castle. >His little hands hold on to your withers gently as you walk with your son. >You love knowing that he relies on you, trusts you to support him. >In a far more literal sense than your citizens, it’s something you never knew you wanted. >For thousands of years you’ve lived, and in your eternal life you thought you had experienced every joy there was to have. >Flying with the dragons. >Wrestling with the minotaurs. >Caving with the diamond dogs. >Teaching ponies of great potential. >But it was this little green baby that found itself in your castle gardens over four years ago that has shown you a joy far more enriching that of mentorship. >Anon sneezes once again as you set him down in his chair, right next to you. >You choose to ignore it as you order orange juice and eggs for your son, and pancakes topped with caramel hay and and apple juice for yourself. >”Right away your highness” The waiter bows and turns away to give the order to the chefs. “Oh, just one moment.” >”Yes Princess?” >You lean in close and whisper to the waiter to get you some cough medicine for your son. >”Ah, of course Princess Celestia” he bows again and trots off to the kitchens. >The food is brought out quickly as always and the both of you begin munching on the delicious breakfast. >You faster than your son, who is eating much slower than usual. ”Anon? Is the food alright?” >”Uhm.. yeah it’s good I guess I’m not hungry.” “Is it because you’re too full of mucus? You know if your belly gets too full of mucus and not food I heard that you turn into a booger!” >Anon looks up at you scared. >”But you don’t have to worry about that do you my sunshine? You aren’t sick after all” you say smugly. >His eyes widen and he looks back at his plate. >He starts eating his breakfast much faster now. >You feel a little guilty lying to him, but he’s begun this little fight with lies, so you may as well use them to your advantage. >The waiter from earlier brings you a bottle of medicine and a spoon. >”Thank you very much.” >”You’re very welcome your highness” he bows and trots off to the main dining hall, likely to deal with the “early risers.” >You pour out enough medicine for a young stallion. >Your son is in age with a colt, but his physique seems to be closer to that of the minotaurs. “Oh my!” >Anon finishes drinking the last of his juice and looks up at you. “I’m supposed to take this magic potion, but it looks like I’ve poured too much! There’s no way I can finish this by myself with how full I am, if only I had somepony kind enough to help me finish it” you say dramatically into the air. >Anon studies your face, and you maintain your dramatic composure. >His face suddenly fills with worry. >”What happens if you can’t finish it mom?” “Oh Anon! I forgot you were there my KIND little colt. I don’t know what could happen, I’ve never been too full for it before…” you say with a pout. >He remains hesitant. >You bring the spoon to your mouth and tip it slightly against your pursed lips. “Oh, that’s all that I can stomach. What ever will I do with the rest?” >”I can drink it mommy!” Anon says with resolve. “Oh really? Will you do that for me my little prince?” >”Yeah! … but only if you eat my brussel sprouts next time!” >Very clever… “Oh of course Anonymous my son, thank you so much!” you chirp as you place the spoon in his mouth. >Anon grimaces as he swallows, “Bleh! Do you really drink this stuff everyday?” >You giggle internally, “No sunshine not everyday.” >He starts to wipe his mouth with his arm, but reaches for a napkin at the last minute. >The glare you were giving him lessens to a soft smile. >You lift Anon back onto your back and walk with him back towards his room. >On the way you levitate a thermometer and a bit from the small clinic. >”What are those for mommy?” “They’re used for a very special ritual Anon, I’m going to test you and see if you’re ready to become a true prince.” >HIs grip tightens on your withers. >”A true prince?” “Mmhmm, up until now you’ve been a prince in title only. Today I’m going to see if you’re ready to move on to being a real prince.” >You set him down in his room and ask him to change out of his pajamas. >He changes into his casual attire of an orange shirt and white pants. >Rarity did such a good job of designing his clothing. “Alright sunbeam sit right there in your bed” you motion with you head. >He does as you asks and sits facing you. “Now this is very important sunshine, so listen carefully.” >He makes a stern face, his breathing sounding less labored and clearer of mucus. “You need to hold this glass rod in your mouth, and balance this bit on top of it until I say so.” >He looks to the thermometer and bit nervously. >”W-what happens if I can’t do it?” “Then that means we’ll have to push back your official prince title until next year” you say nonchalantly. >”O-okay mommy… I think I’m ready.” >You give him big smile. “I know you are sunshine, I wouldn’t ask this of you if I wasn’t sure you could do it!” >You levitate the thermometer not his mouth and float the bit just above it. “Okay and your test begins… now.” >The bit is lowered onto the thermometer and Anon’s face scrunches as he tries to maintain its balance. >You watch the red line of the thermometer shoot up until it slows down just past the healthy range. >The medicine must be taking effect already. >His face is no longer red and his coughing seems to have settled down too. >Once your certain that the thermometer is holding at a steady temperature you make the magic on the bit visible again and float it off of the thermometer. >Anon cheers and the glass rod drops form his mouth. >You barely catch it and Anon hugs your neck while you’re floating the two items onto a nearby desk. >”I did it mommy! You were right!” “Of course I was sunbeam, I know my little boy better than anypony. I knew you could do it” >You nuzzle his face and he tightens his grip around you. ”Alright Anon we have to go down to the meeting room now.” >“Really?! I can go with you?!” “Of course you can, you’re an official prince now.” >You lift him up onto your back once again. >He’s shivering slightly. >The fever must be dying down faster than you thought. “My little prince, would you do me the royal honor of holding this blanket for me?” you ask as you float his blanket over to him. >”The honor is all ours mommy!” >You smile at his imitation of Luna as you bundle him up in the blanket. >The two of you reach the meeting room faster than you expected to. >Listening to your son talk about his day yesterday must have distorted your perception for a moment. >Not that you mind, it’s a wondrous thing to hear him speak. >All the trivialities of your life seem refreshed and new through his. >You stride over to your seat at the table and Anon settles himself in next to you. >The delegated from the smaller towns and villages begin filtering in shortly. >Anon looks very bored before the meetings have even begun. >You wave over one of the guard and request some crayons and parchment. >When he returns with them you ask Anon to draw some pictures for the delegates as it was a very important princely duty. >”Okay mommy” he chirps back as he looks through the crayons before him. >Thankfully the seat is quite large to accommodate you both, it may as well be a couch with a high back. >Your son colors away, wrapped in his golden blanket as the delegates continue to enter and greet you and your little prince. >A quick headcount is made and it would seem that delegations are finally ready to begin. >You can feel a weight press in on your side. >You look down to see Anon has nestled himself into your side, the crayon he was drawing with drops out of his hand. >It rolls across his last drawing and you can’t help but tuck him under your wing. >You look up at the delegates. “Let us begin the delegations, but if we may… could we do so quietly?” you ask sheepishly. >The delegates all nod and the meeting gets underway. End ==================================================================================================================================== >Decision time >"..W-what decisions that, mom?" >'Sweetie. Auntie and I say this from a place of love and concern, you know we both love you dearly, more than anything, right?' >"Right." >'Anonymous, did you ever hold employment before your arrival in Equestria?' >"..Yeah, mostly physical labor, but jobs just the sa-..ah, I think I see where this is going." >'Sunshine, please understand this is not a decision either of us reached with any degree of ease, but..it just would'nt look good upon the 2 rulers to have their son-' >A-AND NEPHEW, TIA. >"Ofcoursh,to have their son and nephew, living off the royal treasury for the rest of his life." >'I understand. I'll eh..*sniff*, I'll seek employment immediately and you won't see me loafing about anymore, mom..auntie.' >"Anon please, that is'nt at all what we mean. It..it just is'nt healthy for you to be so sedentary around the castle all day watching daytime soaps and that eh..'ESPN' on the crystal flatscreen." >'N-no mom *sob*, I read ya loud n clear, you won't have this lazy ass to worry about no more..I..I just did'nt want to be away from you or auntie.' >OH TIA, WE CAN'T HELP IT, HOW CAN THOU FORCE OUR DEAR NEPHEW FROM UNDER OUR WING AND OUT INTO THE TERTIARY SECTOR WITH THOSE COMMON PEABRAINS! There, there, Anonymous, I for one will support you in any endeavor you choose. >"LUNA!..*whispering* I thought we agreed to be united in this effort!" >'No Auntie, m-moms right, hell I'm 28 again. unf age regression It's..it's just that time, you know? I gotta move out, maybe get a marefriend, all that jazz' >"MAREFRIEND?! YOU'LL DO NO SUCH THING, ANONYMOUS B. WONDERFUL, I'LL NOT HAVE MY VIRILE YOUNG MAN MIX HIS ROYAL BLOOD WITH SOME COMMON BACKWATER PONYVILLE TROLLUP! You plant your backside on that couch and let mommy & auntie spoil you rotten, mister!' >"B-but mom.." >"NOW." ====================================================================================================================================== >Well here you are, all of 12 yrs old and still being tucked in by mommy >Why could'nt you stay up late and watch horse cinemax or listen to Auntie's stories of going insane on the moon? >Oh shit, gotta get all that candy colored ponut & vag off your mind, moms going to feel it on her back- >"Aand here we are, Casa De Beddie by-..oh. Ooh~..is my little colt becoming a strong virile stallion?" >SHIT SHIT SHIT THINK UNSEXY THOUGHTS, UHH, DEAD KITTENS DEAD KITTENS...REALLY GROSS DEAD KITTENS..damnit it's not working! >Mom sees you sweating like Berry Punch going through detox >"Now now, theres no reason to be embarassed, Sunshine. I'm your mother, you can come to me with any troubles you may have, any." >Mom lets you off her back and uses a wing to usher you into bed but leaves the covers drawn back so that the tent your pitching is on display >"Dear me, are you SURE you're not part stallion~" >Y-you too >A thoughtful look crosses her face beneath the blushing >"You know mommy loves you very much, Anonymous, don't you? She'd do anything for you." >Yeah sho nuff. You try to play it cool and nod, fidgeting with your hands and looking everywhere but in her eyes >"Then allow me to help you with this." She says as her hoof makes contact with your dick through your spaceman spiff jammies >"You're the only man mommy needs in her life." >And the pants are off and Anon jr whaps against your belly >S-so what're we going to do on the bed mo-, DAAAAMN >Mom immediately cranes her head down being mindful of her horn and takes your length into her muzzle >Her long broad tongue seems to wrap around you almost twice over >Ugh gross gross why'd you start imagining gene simmons gross >OHSHIT HABBEDINGGGG- >Mom sees you grit your teeth and clutch the sheets >"Inshide, shunshine, in mohhys mouf." >You bolt upright in bed and grab her ethereal mane, hugging her around the neck as you prepare a protein shake for her >A few more strong sucks and skillfull tonguework from her is all it takes >CAPTUN, SHE CANNAE TAKE NO MORE, THE LITHIUM CRYSTALS ARE BR-R-R-R-REAKIN UP! >You unleash a healthy torrent of your boyseed down moms throat >She's had her eyes closed for most of it, moaning and flapping her wings now and then >Now though with half lidded eyes, she winks before pulling off of your member with an audible pop >You want to hug and kiss her ..and do more but damn why do you feel so spent? >The last thing you see before passing out is moms magic aura enveloping you and her drawing nearer >You wake up sometime later, hungry for eggs or a turkey sandwhich >About to get up out bed you realize this is'nt your room and that you can't exactly leave the bed >You look down and see moms forehooves around your chest and shoulders >She kisses your neck from behind >"No. Not yet. I need my boy, here, with me." >Smiling, you settle back down and place your hands on her hooves and keep them there as you both fall back asleep. ==================================================================================================================================== >"Sweet summer of you, sister. He does not jest us, does he? He truly knows nothing of the act!" >"Sister!" >Ask them what's wrong >"Nothing at all my little pon- er, prince. We merely have to educate you..." >"If we must bed with an novice, why can't it be of our choosing?" >Celestia glares at Luna >"I believe we've paid enough hush money to Pipsqueak's parents. Don't you, dear sister?" >Luna shrinks away >"Now young prince, listen closely: you, my sister and I are going to do something very important in this bed. It's important that you only do what we do with us and us alone. Is that okay?" >Tell them you're not sure, but you'll try for them. >Tell them it's because they remind you of your own mother and aunt. >"Ohhh dear, this is... Going to make this so much more awkward." >Cock your head to the side >Look concerned >"Oh! Oh goodness, no no, it's okay, never mind what I just said. Let's just get started okay? I need you to unbutton your shorts." >Hesitate. >"Do you... Need help with the button?" >Nod. >Celestia leans down, careful not to skewer you on her lovely horn >She wraps her lips around the button of your shorts and you blush >Her warm breath is noticeable even through your shorts and undies >Amazing, she actually manages to undo your button with her teeth and tongue >As she bites your zipper, you absentmindedly rub her horn >It's so warm and smooth >"Ah!" >You pull back, your heart in your throat. >"It's- uhn, it's okay, young prince. Just please, don't touch me there until we get started okay?" >You nod >"Okay, now help me pull these off." >You scoot out of your shorts, now in a pair of spiderman undies. >"Lovely britches, my young lord." >Luna grunts as Celestia bops her in the ribs. >You mumble something about this reminding you of the doctor's >Start thinking about how you'd really like one of those blow-pops the doctor gives you at the end >Absentminded say out loud how you wish you had a watermelon blow pop. >Celestia blushes harder >"W-watermelon blow job? Are you sure you don't-" >She cuts herself off when she sees how confused you look >"Blow pop, sister." >"What in Equestria is a blow pop?" >Explain how it's a lollipop filled with gum and it's super good >"Our teeth hurt just thinking about it." >"Prince. Luna. We're getting off track. Do you need help removing your undergarments?" >Shake your head. >You shed your underoos, now in the buck >"Good gracious, it's so petite! We know not wether we should pleasure it or dip it in mustard and-oof!" >You wince at the impact to Luna's ribs >"N-now prince, what I'm going to do is going to tingle. But that's good okay?" >She leans down, right beside your little buddy >Her breath is so moist and hot >Your blush is hotter than the sub >"You can rub my horn, if you like, while I'm doing this." >Place a hand on the base of her horn, the other firmly holding the blanket. >She licks your whole package at once and your body shakes >Still rubbing her horn, you look down and see her. >She's got your wiener in her lips and it looks like she's trying to use it to put on lipstick >She moves her head just slightly and you whimper >You can feel something swell but you can't tell if it's good or not >"There there, Prince." >Luna's rubbing your shoulders >"You're doing splendidly." >You want to thank her but you're panting too hard. >Celestia pulls off, little trails of spittle on your penis and her lips >She turns and presents her marehood, dripping and winking from your horn stimulation >"What do you think, prince?" >Mumble something about it being smelly. >Celestia gasps >You can hear Luna snickering behind you >Try to tell her you meant it in a good way. >Stammer >"We think she understands, prince. Now do us a favor: use your hand here, yes, like that! Use it to guide your little friend into Celestia's behind." >Gulp >Nod >Celestia's enormous behind lowers down on you >You think to yourself how she could sit on you and get lost and nobody would ever find you. >Her parts touch your parts and you're shot from that idea to a whole world of strange thoughts >Wet >Slimy >Smells good >You love it >You let go of your member and Celestia starts bobbing up and down on it >You hold her buttocks and lean into them like a pillow >Suddenly she stops and her whole body stiffens >You're terrified, you feel like you must've hurt her >Her place clenches around your fireman and your eyes cross >You feel the greatest thing you've ever felt and then you can only fall back into Luna. >You didn't even notice your groin get soaked until after she lifts herself off >Still panting, you reach down and feel this warm, sticky clear stuff >Rub it between your fingers >It's smelly, but you can't help tasting it >You kinda feel like you shouldn't enjoy the taste like you do >Celestia turns to face you, her face sweaty >She leans down and kisses your forehead before scooting behind you >Luna passes you off to Celestia, who you rest on while Luna inspects your groin >She brings her horn close and you're frightened she might skewer it, but she merely giggles >Your "horn" and hers both glow blue and when the light fades you feel... Good. >Really good. >"Now you get to play with us. Ready, young prince?" >You smile wider and more genuine than you ever have in your life >Luna does it differently. >She stands over you, her body framing yours like a magnificent blue sky. >Night's sky >You reach up and stroke her underside >It's just as soft and smooth as you hoped >"Here we come!" >She lowers her backside, just her backside, and doesn't even need your help to guide it in >It feels just as good when you're inside, even if it feels a little different >Tighter. >Not as wet but fragrant >Is that the word? Yeah. >You blush when you realize you should've called Celestia "fragrant" and not smelly >You've got your eyes closed, just feeling her smooth coat as she does the work >You feel her heat up and clench almost too tight >You notice the squirt of sticky warmth this time >You notice your own little shot too. >That must be what feels so good >Luna pulls herself off and kisses you herself, this time on the cheek >Celestia kisses you on your other and the two encircle you in this perfect little pile >You blink a few heavy blinks, and then you drift off thinking about how lucky you are. >Hail to the king baby. >Later at your glorious coronation >A fantastic celebration the world over >Members of every race show up to celebrate >You're dressed in a fantastic regal vestment >You've even got pants! (Even though Celestia said it'd be fine if you didn't want to wear them) >You're on your throne when Celestia leans over to you >"Young king, I made a request of Ponyville's finest candymakers..." >She levitates you up a fat green candy on a stick >You excitedly pop it in your mouth >Awww fucken yeah. >Watermelon ====================================================================================================================================== >"Anonymous, run, warn the others that Cell has nearly attained his perfect form!" >You look up from your sammich and sportscenter >'Oh for fucks-..Mom, no, j-just no, please.' >"WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE!" >'I'm..I'm just never letting you watch DBZ or anything remotely-' >"SOLAR FLARE!" >'JESUS FUCK, MOM, MY EYES!' Sister, nephew, praytell what is the commotion? >'Oh fuck, finally, someone to talk some sense into..WHY' >Auntie Luna is in full Ginyu attire ..W-was this not my cue, Sister? ======================================================================================================================================= Twilight just wrote you a three page love letter explaining why you should marry her. Mixed in with the flowery and overly poetic prose are several key points that she feels make the two of you the perfect match for one another, the primary of which is that princes should marry princesses, and because she's the only princess currently not already married or related to you, it should obviously be her. How do you let her down gently? Write a reply "Dear Twilight, You swine. You vulgar little maggot. Don't you know that you are pathetic? You worthless bag of filth. As my father would have said, I'll bet you couldn't pour piss out of a boot with instructions on the heel. You are a canker. A sore that won't go away. I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you. You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you. You are a bloody nardless newbie twit protohominid chromosomally aberrant caricature of a coprophagic cloacal parasitic pond scum and I wish you would go away. You're a putrescence mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, a weasel. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench, a revulsion, a big suck on a sour lemon. You are a bleating fool, a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared richly with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth into this world. An insensate, blinking calf, meaningful to nobody, abandoned by the puke-drooling, giggling beasts who sired you and then killed themselves in recognition of what they had done. I will never get over the embarrassment of having once called you friend. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I barf at the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, the dregs of this earth. And did I mention you smell? If you aren't an idiot, you made a world-class effort at simulating one. Try to edit your writing of unnecessary material before attempting to impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop will still be available to readers, but they will be able to access it more rapidly. You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive its beak into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood. May you choke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of your own trite, foolish beliefs. You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid, nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus. Monkeys look down on you. Even sheep won't have sex with you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot. And what meaning do you expect your delusionally self-important statements of unknowing, inexperienced opinion to have with us? What fantasy do you hold that you would believe that your tiny-fisted tantrums would have more weight than that of a leprous desert rat, spinning rabidly in a circle, waiting for the bite of the snake? You are a waste of flesh. You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a disease, you puerile one-handed slack-jawed drooling meatslapper. On a good day you're a half-wit. You remind me of drool. You are deficient in all that lends character. You have the personality of wallpaper. You are dank and filthy. You are asinine and benighted. You are the source of all unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow wherever you go. I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. I mean rock-hard stupid. Dehydrated-rock-hard stupid. Stupid so stupid that it goes way beyond the stupid we know into a whole different dimension of stupid. You are trans-stupid stupid. Meta-stupid. Stupid collapsed on itself so far that even the neutrons have collapsed. Stupid gotten so dense that no intellect can escape. Singularity stupid. Blazing hot mid-day sun on Mercury stupid. You emit more stupid in one second than our entire galaxy emits in a year. Quasar stupid. Your writing has to be a troll. Nothing in our universe can really be this stupid. Perhaps this is some primordial fragment from the original big bang of stupid. Some pure essence of a stupid so uncontaminated by anything else as to be beyond the laws of physics that we know. I'm sorry. I can't go on. This is an epiphany of stupid for me. After this, you may not hear from me again for a while. I don't have enough strength left to deride your ignorant questions and half baked comments about unimportant trivia, or any of the rest of this drivel. Duh. The only thing worse than your logic is your manners. I have snipped away most of what you wrote, because, well... it didn't really say anything. Your attempt at constructing a creative flame was pitiful. I mean, really, stringing together a bunch of disingenuous flattery among a load of babbling was hardly effective... Maybe later in life, after you have learned to read, write, spell, and count, you will have more success. True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us "normal" people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. But we sometimes forget that there are "challenged" persons in this world who find these things more difficult. If I had known, that this was your case then I would have never read your post. It just wouldn't have been "right". Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you. Please, never write or speak to me again. Yours sincerely, Prince Anonymous B. Wonderful. P.S.: You are hypocritical, greedy, violent, malevolent, vengeful, cowardly, deadly, mendacious, meretricious, loathsome, despicable, belligerent, opportunistic, barratrous, contemptible, criminal, fascistic, bigoted, racist, sexist, avaricious, tasteless, idiotic, brain-damaged, imbecilic, insane, arrogant, deceitful, demented, lame, self-righteous, Byzantine, conspiratorial, satanic, fraudulent, libelous, bilious, splenetic, spastic, ignorant, clueless, illegitimate, harmful, destructive, dumb, evasive, double-talking, devious, revisionist, narrow, manipulative, paternalistic, fundamentalist, dogmatic, idolatrous, unethical, cultic, diseased, suppressive, controlling, restrictive, malignant, deceptive, dim, crazy, weird, dystopic, stifling, uncaring, plantigrade, grim, unsympathetic, jargon-spouting, censorious, secretive, aggressive, mind-numbing, abrasive, poisonous, flagrant, self-destructive, abusive, socially-retarded, puerile, clueless, and generally Not Good." That'll show her. ====================================================================================================================================== >"This has gone far enough, mom, all these letters and standing outside the castle gates blasting 'Every rose has it's thorn', I'm just going to tell her off gently." >'No Sunshine leave that to me. She's a delicate girl whose just confused right now.' >"Ok mom, thanks, you're right, I'd probably go a bit overboard and say something hurtful." >Later on S-so you said Prince Anonymous would be here, Princess? >'Well, yes and no, Twilight, he's the focus of why I brought you here, but I'm afraid you won't be seeing any of him.' ..I..I don't follow, Princess >'BACK OFF MY SON. HE IS ONLY TO BREED WITH LUNA, MYSELF AND CADENCE. EVEN IF HIS DICK WAS ON FIRE AND YOUR PUSSY WAS A FAUCET HE WOULD'NT FUCK YOU..*ahem* pardon. I trust you get the picture, Twilight?' ....Y-you too. What about Celestia's assistant? Hasn't she earned a little attention from the prince? I guess. Shit, we all know he'd dick every mare EXCEPT Twalot, kek. >It's the morning after Prince Anon's 21st birthday >While most of the partygoers and entertainers are long gone, a solitary figure stumbles from the prince's chambers >"Ooh~..t-the great and powerful trixie can barely walk. 21 my ass, t-that kid had some veteran moves.." >She looks down at her slightly distended belly >"RU-486, dispel the seed from Trixie's womb..n-not that The Great & Powerful Trixie would'nt mind baring his foals-..childfoals..w-whatever." >'Ah, Miss Great & Powerful, I trust you enjoyed yourself?' >"With fervor, your highness. Ooh w-with enthusiasm unseen since I summoned that incubus." >'Wonderful. I thank you for making my Prince's birthday a memorable one. He may ask for your services again~' >"N-no, Princess, thank YOU..I'd consider it an honor to return, especially to such a giving and kind love-..obedient spectator, that is..eheh" >Once Trixie is outside the castle gates a familiar, prince obsessed mare approaches her "D-did you get what I asked-, didja, oh please, please say you got it?" >"Ugh..please, respect Trixie's personal space. I may have had a night of debauchery and smell like liquor and sex, but your stench of desperation is overpowering, Sparkle." "DID. YOU. GET-" >"YES, criminy..HERE." >She levitates a pair of the prince's worn boxers to the sweating purple sperg "Ooh yessss. Please oh PLEASE let there be residual on these, my shrine to him will be complete!" >Prince Anonymous shudders in his sleep These are pretty funny. >Knock Knock >"...Moooom...mamaaaaaa..someones at the door." >'Oh, can you get it sunshine, mommy's doing a certain someONE's child support paperwork.' >"..Why gotta kill game for, mom dawg, can't help it if mares want deez nuts, yahmean?" >Anon opens the door no floors or dinosaurs involved. >"Um..yes?" 'S-salutations, Prince Anonymous. My name is Octavia Melody an-, and I'm here for the uh..cello lessons your mother booked you for.' >"..Moooom, did you book me for ukelele lessons?" >'..Carry the 7, divide by value of the yen-, not now sweetheart~.' >"Meh, seems legit, come in Ms. Melody." 'Oh you WILL soon enough, you randy devil you.' >"Pardon?" 'Idid'ntsayanything.' >"Alright. Welp', here we are, Casa De Anon's room-..say, wheres your cheller?" 'I'M YOUR CHELLER, PRINCE ANONYMOUS.' >ckonk ckonk >"..The fuck?" >It's you o solo mio at the homestead today, moms out negotiating terms of payment for your child support and auntie is at her weekly Formely Exiled Anonymous meeting >You're a little weary of answering the door as of recent because usually it's some lust addled mare trying to get at your magic stick >But you're a man, you ain't fraid a no ghosts and you sure as fuck won't let some candy colored qt make you afraid in your own dojo >You swing open the door >"Look this has gone on long enough, I'm going to have to ask that you all start submitting written applications from this point on." >'Good aftermorning, Sir, is the Prince of the household available?' >"Derpy you're facing the wrong way." >Her tail flags as she continues talking >'Derpy Hooves? Who is this you refer to? I'm..Drippy Hinds.' >"I did'nt even say your last name, Derpy-.." >You let out an exasperated sigh and pick her up around her bubbled posterior and infact, dripping hindquarters >"C'mon Agent Double O Bubble Butt, ya got me." >'W-what do you exshpect me to do, Sunfinger? To beg for mershy?' ====================================================================================================================================== "Hey, Anon! Wow, you got big, little dude. Anyway, do you know why Cadance was acting weird when she got back from visiting you last week? She kept hugging me and saying "I'm sorry" and "it was a moment of weakness" over and over. I know you two are like cousins so I thought that maybe she may have told you what was bothering her." "Well, Shining, honey... uh, you see... w-what with your little 'problem' we've been having in the bedroom lately... and uh... Anon's reputation being what it is, I... ah-" >"Are you okay sweetums? You look nervous." "I... Damn it, a mare has needs!" >"Oh, I get it, Cadey. You don't need to say anymore, I..I understand completely." >'Shiny, my darling, please y-you hav-' >"Oh boy, that Anonymous, I sure owe him one I'll tell ya that." >'No you can't!-..wait, what?' >"Well yeah, I mean he's obviously been listening to you go on and on about your feelings and love, right? Ha, better him than I take that bullet, no offense honey." >"Right... Shining, sweetheart, could you pass me that quill and parchment please? I think I'll invite Anon to come stay with us for a while. You know, so he can listen to me talk about my 'dumb mare feelings' and all that." Dear Princess CandyAss, I appreciate your generous invitation, but at this current moment I am forced to decline or postpone. Currently I am too busy rutting Chrysalis. If you can wait I will be available to service you in 2 weeks. If not, please be prepared to share with your usurper. Maybe the two of you can fulfill my royal twins fantasy. Sincerely, Prince Fucking Awesome. ======================================================================================================================================= >We see thou Anonymous. Thine thoughts. >Thou art very... lewd for someone of such a young age. >This shall be our secret. Silence now. ======================================================================================================================================= >"Sunshine, Mommy has a favor to ask of you." "Okay, what is it?" >"I need a date for the Summer Sun Celebration coming up and I was wondering-" "No mom, not going to happen." >"But sweetie why not?" "Because it's weird on so many levels." >"And what is weird with the princess and prince of Equestria going out together." "Nothing, if it wasn't that the princess and prince were mother and son. All the ponies just stare at us. And honestly you've been kinda getting a little touchy when we go out together." >"I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. Also, if you don't go with me then some gold digging diplomat or dignitary will try to cozy up next to me. I need a big strong stallion like you to protect me." "Getting weird again. Besides- ah mom, don't do the face." >"I'll stop if you go as my date." "Okay fine." >"And we go out to dinner afterwards." "Fine." >"And then back to the royal chambers for cuddles." "What?" >Look intensifies. "Ugh... fine! But when we get back I get anal, no lube, face down ass up and no questions asked." >"Oh y-you certainly drive a hard bargain, sweetheart. Perhaps you ought to spank me before~" >'Yeah, you're right. I could be staying in playing vidja instead of going to some gay ass gala, I think I WILL spank you.' >"Ooh I deserve it, m-maybe you'll make some pancakes and eat them off my posterior, too." >'Oh you'd better beli-..wait, you're getting off on this aren't you?' ======================================================================================================================================= >"Anon? Sweetie, what are you doing up? It's almost dawn." "Mom? Oh geez I'm sorry I didn't mean to wake you up" > You are in the kitchen, surrounded by dirty and used dishes. "I wanted to surprise you and make you breakfast in bed." > Despite her groggy expression, you see a warm and genuine smile shine through. > You never were the best at cooking, but she still appeciated when you did things from the heart for her. >"Does the chef know you're doing this?" "I knew I forgot something." > She chuckles at that. >"Well that's very sweet of you honey. But you should probably get back to bed." "Hold on." >You grab a plate and hand it to her full of odd looking pancakes. >"Why thank you sunshine, but what brought this on?" "Just because. I don't really need a reason to do something nice for you, do I?" ======================================================================================================================================= >You are Dorklight Neverlaid. Again. >As you approach the palace gates, you do so without fear of being spit on from above or having the guards launch their spears & arrows >Why? Because a reliable source has told you Prince Anonymous is incapicitated on this good morning >Who, only the dreamy Flash Sentry the guard your lonely ass has to hire as 'company' every other night >Finally, a chance to give your hitachi magic wand massager a rest-..aand you narrated the wrong line >EHM..Finally, a chance to see your beloved mentor without her nuisance of a son to interrupt >You give the door a loud couple of knocks and wear an ear to ear grin as you hear the locks being undone on the other side >"GOOOD MORNING, PRINCESS CELEST-" >'Shhh, Twilight please!' >The Princess has barely opened the door a crack, p-perhaps she is'nt decent?UNF >"Oh heh s-sorry Princess, I trust your ready for our brunch & to further outline whats expected of me as a princess?" >'No. I apologize my former student, but I've a much more serious matter to tend this morning.' M-MOOOOM, MAMA..BRINGMETHEBUCKE-BLLLARRGHGHHEEHHH...ptoo. >"W-was that Prince Anonymous?" >'I'm afraid so. It appears my strong young boy did'nt exactly know his limits when it came to dragonsbreath shots..and manticore steaks and breezy dust.' >"..I see. While my thoughts are with the Prince, i-is it possibly I might borrow Luna for the brun-" >ONE WAY, PURPLE BUFFOON, MY DEAR NEPHEW NEEDS THE SOUP DERIVED FROM NOODLES AND FOWL! Mooom..w-whose at the do- MMPH..wh-whose at the door? >'It's Twilight, Sunshine, would you like to say hi?' ..No. >'He says 'hi'...' >TIA HE DID NO SUCH THING "Ugh... Mom?" >"Yes, sweetheart?" "Can cousin Cadance come by? Having her as a bedtime snuggle-buddy always used to make me feel better when I was a kid." >"Oh, darling, she's in the Crystal Kingdom with Shining Armor. Besides, don't you think you're a little old to be sharing a bed with her?" "Oh, I get it... don't worry... I'm sure whatever she's doing is far more important than boring old sick Anon. I mean having my pink, bubblegum scented cousin to cuddle would probably help, but whatever." >"Well, sister? What art thou waiting for? Send for the pink airhead immediately!" >Good old aunty Luna always has your back. >"Very well, Anon, if you think it'll help then I'll have her fly here at once." >You give a purposely weak smile. >Soon you'd have your favourite living body pillow to spoon with and there wasn't a thing Shining "Dudebro" Armor could do about it. >Maybe if you felt up to it you'd show Cadance just how much you 'really' loved her. You'll never molest you cousin safe in the knowledge that she'll say a thing because of the scandal it'd cause. Alternately, you'll never cuddle her in a purely platonic way while being babied by the countries two most powerful mares. >You'll never molest you cousin safe in the knowledge that she'll say a thing because of the scandal it'd cause. >"Anon, p-please, I'm married now... this is wrong." >Ignoring her, you continue to kiss your way down her chest as you pin her to the mattress beneath you. >"Stop! Anon, this isn't funny anymore. It was cute when we were kids b-" >You silence her by forcing your lips to hers. >Struggling feebly, she knows she's no match for your strength. >Breaking apart, you grin. "Oh come on, Cady, you used to love playing doctor. Is this really so different?" >She looks up at you as tears start to pool in the corners of her eyes, clearly conflicted. "I've wanted to do this for so long." >Reaching down, you force her hind legs apart and position yourself between them. >"W-What happened to you? You used to be such a sweet and caring colt." >You smirk. "Colt? Well this 'colt' is a man now, and a man has needs. Sure I could have any mare I wanted, but they say forbidden fruit is always sweeter. I wonder what your husband would say if he knew what we were doing." >From the looks of it she's resigned herself to what's about to happen. >"You used to be my best friend." >Shrugging, you begin moving your hips forwards to meet hers. "They say power corrupts... I guess they were right." And for those who can't handle the edge. >Bolting up in a cold sweat, you glance around the room for a few seconds before your gaze comes to rest on your cousin sleeping cuddled up beside you. >"Hmm... Anon?" She asks as she begins to stir. "Everything okay?" >You let out a deep sigh. "Yeah... just a nightmare." >Sitting up, she presses a hoof to your forehead. >"Looks like the fever's broken." >You remain silent for a few moments as she lays back down beside you. "Hey, Cady, you know I'd never hurt you, right?" >She giggles. >"Of course, Anon. Come lie down and stop being silly." ======================================================================================================================================= >"But we'd be perfect for one another! Please just marry me! I'll let you have sex with me whenever you want, and I don't even care if you cheat on me. You don't even need to talk to me! Please, I just really REALLY want to be related to Princess Celestia! I'll even make my brother stop calling you 'little dude' I swear. I'll cook for you, clean for you, I'll even sleep on the floor and bark like a dog if you want. We could have anal every night if that's what it takes." ======================================================================================================================================= Evilestia >Anon? Kill them all please. >It was not often you were called upon to serve. >You were her bogeyman, the monster she would threaten others with if they did not comply. >All of creation howled in despair when she merely uttered your name, the winds chilled and the earth shuttered. >They called you many things. The demon king, the black giant, Harbinger. >But to your dark sun, you were her prince. >"Prince?" >You stir, the armor eternally folded to your body grinding against the stone of your enclosure. Your rigid plate grinds against itself as you rise to your feet, a cloud of cold air filtering out from between the seams of your helm. "Auntie." >Your voice echoes like thunder, the icy fog emanating from your blessed plate caressing Luna's body as she draws closer. "We have need our demon king." She smiles wickedly at you, she always enjoyed calling you by that name. >You claim your gilded longsword, chanting to the glyphs emblazoned along the length of the blade. They start to hum as you charge them with your power, and your sword glows with a soft radiance. "Take me to her." >Luna guides you from your dark, claustrophobic room and into the dimly lit halls of the palace for the first time in millennia. The castle shakes with each step you take, the blessed ground beneath your feet barely able to withstand the might of the child of the sun. >All around the slaves and servants scramble to vacate the halls, horrified by your monstrous aura. You scoff at these lesser creatures, how unfortunate they are of your mother's image, lest you sate your runeblade's thirst with their blood. >You are taken to the imperial throne, where your dark sun awaits. She was chatting up a retainer when the sound of your boot shattering the marble beneath your feet interrupts her conversation. >The retainer scrambles off to cower in some hidden corner, and your patron goddess as well as benefactor smiles as her eyes register your form as a familiar one. >"It has been so tragically long since you have walked through these halls, my darling prince," Celestia croons, teleporting before you. You immediately drop to a knee and present your blade. "How may I serve my dark sun?" >She giggles at your words, muffling it with a hoof. "After all these centuries and still you are so formal. I remember allowing you to call me mother." A cloud of frost billows from the seams of your helmet. "Forgive me... mother. It is easy to forget these things after so long." >"You are forgiven, sweet prince. We have not spoken in so long, it is natural for such a small mind to forget such things," mother gently drags her hoof along your forearm, warming the black plate with her radiance. "The question remains, mother. How may I serve?" >Mother's face falls as she exchanges glances with Luna. "It has come to our attention that another land exists, identical to our own," she begins, her ire growing as she recounts the tale of the mysterious lookalike invaders. By the end of it a cloud of mist has filled the throne room, your barely contained rage manifesting in huffs and snarls. Celestia looks pleased with your reaction, and she leans down, "you will travel to this world, and break it," she whispers softly to your ear. "All will know the glory of the sun." >You rise, blade in hand, ready to destroy in the name of your glorious mother. Celestia's face is plastered with a motherly smile, "Luna and I shall open the portal to this realm, you must go alone. Conquer these new lands in my name, as you had in ages past." "All will love you and despair." >Luna kisses your muzzle, "good luck, demon king." The two princesses step back, their horns glowing with terrible power as they envelop you with their blessed magic. Your senses dull as the world around you darkens, but you clutch your blade with a firm fist, ready to charge into the unknown in your mother's name. >Then all you knew was darkness. >A terrible storm had manifested over Equestria, nearly swallowing the entire kingdom in its rage. Minor flooding and snowstorms were reported all across the land, the perfect fanfare for your coming. Thunder struck the crumbling ruins within Everfree, carving runes into the rotting stone. Within the circle, the veil tears, and you rise from oblivion with dark purpose. After setting foot on solid stone, you let out a monstrous howl that makes the very earth shudder. Soon, even these vaguely familiar lands will know the name of terror. >In the background, you could hear the local fauna howl in retort, carrying word of your coming across the land. It was time. Sword in hand, you leave the crumbling ruins of this forgotten kingdom and stride with purpose through the ancient woods. You could feel the energy of life circulating through the soil, you could feel the blissful joy and freedom even from such a remote area. >How sickening. >Black clouds rumble overhead even as you step out of the ancient forests. This world, unfamiliar with your power, struggles to keep its fragile magical veil from being sundered by your mere presence. Were there none who could match you in power? This world would be broken within weeks. >You reach a small cottage, flourishing with the sickening sounds of animal life. They cower as you crush the paltry barricade separating them from yourself beneath your starmetal boot, but you are not interested in the filthy creatures around you, you are interested in the cottage. You raise an open hand at the cottage, and summarily close it. >The weak wall crumbles, and with a swift motion you rip it from the structure. With your other hand you pluck out the life you sensed within, a small yellow pegasus. Finally. >You pause when you get a good look at the cowering thing. This was one of the duplicates from mother's story. Even better. "I am the harbinger of your new dominion." >The pegasus cowers before you, and you gladly soak up her utter terror. She's unable to retort, feeling the pressure emanating from your midnight visage. "You are a duplicate, one of the invaders. You will gather the others." >"Wh-who?" she finally manages to squeak out. "Where are the other duplicates?!" >She fails to answer, and so you drive her into the soil, dragging her a good few meters before plucking her up again. "I-I don't know!" she coughs. >All around you the wind billows, plucking up the animals and swirling them around you and your captive. Perhaps the threat of losing her livestock will loosen her tongue. >"Give me a name!" she shouts over the howling winds, her tears mixing with the soil that matted her fur. "Where are your princesses?" >Finally you get results, she points in a nondescript direction, and you drop the frail thing. The winds die, releasing the animals from their peril and summarily flinging them into just about everything. You raise your boot, ready to crush her head like a grape, when you are struck by a great magic bolt of lightning. >The force hurls you into the remains of the cottage, burying you in shattered wood. You can hear voices, new additions, and you can taste the new influx of magic. Frost billows from beneath your helm, and you rise from the wreckage, drawing your runeblade. You spot your attacker, her horn still crackling with magic, her wings flared out to shield the pegasus. "Will you be a worthy adversary?" >The purple alicorn says nothing, charging another blast of magic. You drive your foot into the ground, and the veil warps behind you. You are launched forward, sword ready to cut the alicorn in two. >She teleports herself and the other winged filth, and you drive your blade into the soil, forcing your momentum to a halt. Just as you do you are again struck by a bolt of magic. >This time however you remain steadfast, holding out a clawed gauntlet and obstructing the energy. Your hand starts to burn, and you can see the metal quickly heating. You snarl, bringing two fingers to your helm and willing yourself behind the alicorn. Within a blink of an eye, you stand behind her, sword raised. You drive it down, ready to impale her, but it seems that she was one step ahead, as two powerful hooves smash into your helmet. >The ringing in your ears is intense, like standing inside a large bell. You swing your glowing orange arm up, and the land before you splits, gouts of fire spewing forth. You can already see the shield she conjured within the heart of the inferno, much to your chagrin. >You charge through the flames, and pound the barrier with your fist, shattering it like glass. You drive your cooler hand in, snatching the Alicorn by the throat. As the flames die you hold your prize aloft, again you ask questions. "Where is your kingdom?" >The alicorn spits on your helmet, the saliva snap freezing the moment it comes into contact with your armor. "Answer me." >"I-I know where you're from!" she shouts. "I'll never tell you, monster!" "Then you know how futile this is." >In your free hand you charge a magical bolt, ready to make the purple pony pop like a balloon. >"Twilight!" >A gust of wind billowed and the next thing you knew you were off your feet. The battle had been joined, this time by another pegasus. Before you can even land you are struck again, sent hurtling into a nearby tree. You hold up your hands as the next attack comes, catching the rodent as she barrels into you again. >Or so you thought. >The alicorn had enveloped her compatriot in a barrier, protecting her from your claws as you were tackled through tree after tree. >Channeling your dark might you blast the vibrantly colored newcomer, hurling her into the brush. Landing on your feet again at last, you ready your runeblade and open your senses. >Again the shielded pegasus comes, and you drive your blade forward like a lance. Your weapon shatters the shield and skewers your adversary's wing. She cries out, and a great pleasure wracks your body. You always loved this part. >You swing your weapon, unsheathing it from the pegasus' bloody wing. It drinks what blood remains hungrily, screaming at you for more. You make ready to skewer the pony, when something coils around your wrist, halting your strike. >You are yanked off of your prey, and you swing your blade at whatever has you by the arm. >Rope? >You arm is blasted by that alicorn again, and you drop your blade. Before you can even think about grabbing it, another accursed rope finds its way to your arm. >"Always keep a spare lasso!" >You crane your head around, spotting three more newcomers to the mix. This was getting irritating. You start coiling the rope around your arm, trying to drag them closer, when a powerful magic makes its presence known right beside you. >You stare into the eyes of an enraged alicorn, who has your blade in her mouth. She swings her head, slashing your abdomen. You howl an alien howl, dropping to your knees and clutching your open wound. >The alicorn slashes you again, cutting down your chest and part of your arm. You lash out, batting her aside with your bloody forearm, but your blade is still in her possession. You try and move forward, but you're yanked back. That accursed rope still bound your other arm! >You can only watch as the alicorn releases your blade, instead opting to pick it up through magic. She charges, you struggle violently, yanking the other ponies off their feet a moment too late. >Your own runeblade impales you, and you are forced to the ground by the enraged pony. She rips out the blade and impales you again, and again, and again. >Her eyes are pouring green vapor as she screams at you. As your world begins to fade, a strong arm yanks her away, and all you see is a bright light. "Twilight!" >Be Anon, knight of Canterlot, and adopted son of Princess Celestia. >You arrive just in time to see your friend Twilight being consumed by her own rage, viciously stabbing a dark warrior beneath her. You barge in, yanking her away and pinning her to the scarred ground. >The princess struggles in your arms, screaming madly and kicking violently, trying to get to her opponent. "Twilight! Look at me!" >Your horror grows when you notice the dark vapor in her eyes. You panic, and do the first thing that comes to mind. >You headbutt her and knock her out. >She was a threat to herself and everyone else, you tried to reason, you needed to incapacitate her. "Still feel like shit." >The elements gather around you, or more specifically the black demon Twilight was brutally murdering. All of them stunned by the carnage inflicted upon it by Twilight. Even you find yourself unable to fathom what overtook your childhood friend to drive her to do what she did. >"Even monster's don't deserve this," Dash mutters, staring at the gushing wounds and comparing them to her own. >You leave Twilight in the care of Rarity and a no worse for wear Fluttershy and make your way over to Rainbow Dash. "Can I see it?" >Dash looks up at you, confused, but then realizes you mean her wing. She nods, and you gingerly take it, covering the wound with your hands. "Be healed in the embrace of the light." >Your hands shine brightly, and when they fade you withdraw. The wound is gone, healed perfectly. "Thanks Anon," Dash smiles, before returning her attention to the comatose monster. "What the hay is that thing? It fights like you do." >Indeed, the foul abomination was a human. Yet... you were the only one. Your hand begins to move to the beast's helmet, but you quickly withdraw it. "We should take it to Canterlot, mother may know where it came from." ======================================================================================================================================= "Hehe, this is going to be great Auntie." >You say giggling. >"Hush Dear Nephew, otherwise she will hear us." >Auntie whispers. "Okay. Sorry." >You wonder if Mommy will be surprised enough to give herself hiccups like she sometimes gets. >You both silently approach Mommy. >"Three, two, one." >Auntie mouths. >The air horn goes off and it is super loud. >It must be even louder for Mommy. >"GAAAHHHHHH!" >Mommy shouts and takes off straight up. >Wow, Mommy flew really high. >Auntie and you are rolling on the ground laughing. >"LUNA!" >Mommy yells. >Auntie flies off still laughing. >Mommy lands next to you. "Hi Mommy." >You greet. >"Hello Sunshine, did your Auntie fly away? >Mommy asks in a tone similar to the one you get when you spill your Sunny D. "Yes." >You answer. >Mommy sighs. >"How many points was that Sweetheart?" >Mommy asks you. >You put your hand to your chin. "Hmmmmm... 87 points. It would have been more if you got the hiccups though." You reply. >Mommy frowns. >"I see. Well luckily I have a much better prank than a simple air horn. Come on Sunshine, we have some preparations to make." >Mommy says as she lifts you one her back and takes flight. You will never be the official in a prank war between Celestia and Luna ======================================================================================================================================= "Listen here, you little pipsqueak, I was here first and she loves me more, got it?" >"Mom, dad's being weird again!" >Celestia looks up from her paperwork just in time to see you prod Dawn in the chest with a frown. >"Anon, be nice to your siste- Uh, I mean daughter." >"Yeah, daddy, be nice to your sist- Wait... what?" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=myhnAZFR1po "Mmm, you got a mighty purty mouth there, girly." >"Mooom... he's doing it again!" >Celestia walks into the room and smacks you around the back of the head with a rolled up newspaper as you leer at Dawn. >"No, Anonymous, bad! Trying to seduce our daughter is a no-no." "Oh, so it's perfectly okay when it's mother and son, but as soon as I wast a little of that sweet, sweet daughter lovin' a line's been crossed?" >Celestia simply frowns. "Besides, just think of it as brother and sister not father and daughter." >"What's he talking about, mom?" >"Nothing, sweetie. Your daddy's being silly." "Look at that adorable little bitch, sat there cuddling MY mother." >Glowering, you huff in frustration as your daughter finishes constructing a daisy chain and slips it around Celestia's neck. "Who does she think she is? That should be me frolicking in the meadow with mom, not her. I was here first." >"Anon, come out from under that parasol and enjoy the sun with us," you mother calls to you. >You scowl more deeply, watching as Dawn hugs her mother around the neck and giggles as she's enveloped in her great, white wings. "Little bitch... If she wasn't so damn cute I'd go over there and give her a piece of my mind." >Sitting up, Dawn waves to you. >"Daddy," She calls, "come play with us!" >You force a smile and wave back. "Later, sweetie. Daddy's thinking." >Pouting, your daughter goes back to braiding her mother's mane. "Come play? Ha!" >You mock. "Yeah, you'd like that, wouldn't you. Well I've got news for you, kiddo... You may have stolen my mother from me, but I'm still the only one that gets to pound her pretty pink-" >"Anonymous," you mother calls once again as if having been reading your thoughts and interrupting your monologue, "stop sulking and come enjoy the beautiful day with us." Anon loves his daughter really. It's Dawn's birthday and Anon's trying to hide his jealously as both aunty Luna and his mother fawn over the little cutie, just like they used to do to him. He gets a consolation gift given to him and the chefs have to bake him a cake with candles to blow out too so he doesn't get pissy. >"Anon, sweetheart, don't you think you should let Dawn sit at the head of the table? It is HER special day after all." "No, I always sit at the end!" >"But, pumpkin, it's only once a year." >Looking at you daughter, you see her lower lip begin to quiver. "Ugh... Fine." I think this Anon may have legitimate autism. >"Oh don't be such a grump, Anon, you should be happy for your daughter. She's growing up so fast she reminds me of you when you were her age." "Hmph... I guess she does look pretty cute in her party hat." >"Yes, she does. Don't you think she'd like birthday hug from her daddy on her big day?" "Don't wanna." >"Oh come now, sweetie. If you go give her a great big hug and tell her you love her, I'll do that 'special' thing with my mouth you love so much." "You mean-" >"Yes, tonight after Dawn's tucked into bed." "Okay, fine." ======================================================================================================================================= Anon comes home with this new mare. Celestia it's not happy about this. >"Anon who is this mare" We have so much in common! We both hate Dorklight, we both like wizard hats, and we're both great and powerful. "You're right to be jealous, Sparkle. Anon's a veritable sex machine! He can go for hours and hours without slowing and knows just what The Great and Powerful Trixie likes." >"Thank you, I get it, Trix-" "Why, by the end of it Trixie could barely remember what day it was and her legs felt like jelly." >"You can stop now." "Then just when I thought our night of fun was over, he turned to me and said 'want to do it in Bookfat Neverlaid's old room?' So naturally I said yes." ======================================================================================================================================= >"So, your highness-" "Oh, please by all means just call me Anon." >"Thank you. So, Anon, though I admit I was surprised to learn that the son of Celestia herself was applying for a position with us, I have to ask, what makes you think you're qualified for this position? Our records show that you've never worked in this field before." "Baby, you lock that door and bend over that desk of yours and I'll show you that I'm more than capable of fulfilling any task asked of me. This positions, that position, I like 'em all and I can guarantee that if you give me half and hour you'll feel like a new mare." >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x6QZn9xiuOE >"O-Oh... goodness." ======================================================================================================================================= >Celly will never let you have her asshole for breakfast with milk from her teats to wash it all down and then proceed to voraciously fuck before the whole court, bear a daughter for you and let you impregnate both her and your daughter and start a huge incest harem family where the females are used for breeding purposes only and they all graciously accept your seed to eagerly bear you children while Celestia tucks you in at night to get ready for another big day of breeding with her and your sister daughter wives. "But, I don't want to." >Celestia frowns at her youngest daughter. "You must. Your father's been away for months on a very important diplomatic mission and it's tradition for his female offspring to welcome him home when he returns." But seriously, what if Celestia gives birth to a son? tight qt boi pussy awaits >u-unf! that's it! fuck me daddy! Make me your dirty little slut! >I used to come like a boy, now I can only leak cum when a real man enters me! Please daddy...ohh... that's right! Fuck me like the whore I am! Make me pregnant! Fuck me, fuck me fuck me! ======================================================================================================================================= > you walk in and catch you mum like this >you roll your eyes > "you're not gonna lose your baby weight mom." >She scowls at you. >"Grounded, mister. To your chamber." "Relax, mom. A little extra weight around the haunches is nothing to be upset about." >She pauses a moment, looking like she's considering something. The grimace never fades though, and eventually, she sighs and continues. >"Oh, that's sweet of you my sunshine, but please. Mommy's not getting any younger, you know," she says, turning away from you to look out the window. >Her outfit disappears in a flash of magic before she continues. >"You are absolutely right. I'm afraid that there's simply no keeping up with those younger mares. I suppose that I shall have to simply t-throw in the towel. No-one will be interested in an old dried up mare like me." >Your mother stands facing away from you, ears drooping and making little sniffles as if she thought you didn't notice. >Closing the distance easily, you rest a hand on her back and run it up along her neck. Her wings twitch at this, just like always. >Once you reach the top, you pull the headband away and then set your fingers running through her silken mane. >She nickers appreciatively at the grooming, even as hard as she's trying to be upset. >This done, you stand back to appreciate the sight of her. >The evening sunlight streams in through the windows, falling gently along the soft curves of her form. >Her multicolored mane, as hard as you tried to straighten, is somewhat curled and frazzled about her person.The waterfall of soft hair streams down across her withers. In the light, you see her fur is still slick with sweat from her dance. Without her usual regalia, she seems naked. >Maybe you paid too close attention, for she blushes and can't meet your gaze. >Stepping closer, you place one hand on the back of her neck, and she doesn't stop you from cupping her cheek with the other. >Somewhere, you can feel a heart pounding furiously, whether yours or hers you can't say... >"A-anonymous? My sunshine?" >She is close enough now that you can smell her scent, the familiar yet subtle flower of her mane, and the more obvious sweetness of her sweat. >The breath of her words is just close enough to tickle your face. "I think...that my mother is perfect just the way she is. And any male worth their salt could do no better." >Your hand rubs gentle circles into her neck, and you can feel her tension go slack. >She allows her eyelids to droop halfway, and her brilliant magenta irises gaze at you curiously, as her muzzle moves almost imperceptibly closer to you, nostrils flaring slightly. >"Y-yes? And you...you have one such male in mind?" ======================================================================================================================================= >“Anonymous?” >Oh ponyfeathers! >She’s heading towards your room. >You didn’t lock the door. >Maybe if you stay quiet she’ll think you’re somewhere else? >”Anon? Are you up here?” >Just stay quiet. >The door handle is glowing gold! >Oh Tartarus! >You scramble quickly. >”Anon? Oh! There you are sunshine” Mom coos. >Just pretend to be asleep. >You’ve been known to take naps. >A wing starts nudging you. >”Sunshine, wake up. I need you to do something for me.” >Aww c’mon, of all the times. >You turn your head in the direction facing away from her. >She’s sitting right next to… it! “Wh-what do you need mom?” >”Nothing much sweetie, I just nee-“ >Oh no… >”Anonymous… what is that on your lips?” her voice has adopted a demanding tone. >How did she see? >She’s sniffing the air now. >Oh man, you are so boned. “Uh, its… I was drinking milk?” >”In your sleep?” she asks accusingly. “Y-yes?” >The covers glow gold. >Before you can grab hold she’s ripped them off of you. >Revealing what you were trying to keep hidden. >A half eaten cake. >”Anonymous?! H-how could you do this!?” >Her outrage… her disappointment. >”I thought I raised you better than this son.” >All it does is make you angry. ”I-I LEARNED IT FROM YOU MOM!” >Her mouth opens wide in a mix of shock and fear. “I learned it from watching you!" ======================================================================================================================================= >"I'm gonna getcha!" >'So close, yet so far, sweetheart!~' "TIA, QUICKEN THY PACE, HE DRAWS NEAR!" >"Gotcha! Mmm, y-yeah, take it like a champ, both of you.." "D-dearest nephew, you would lavish attention upon us as you do your mother?" >Mom nuzzles against her cheek >'Luna, you should know he holds you very dearly in his heart, as he does myself and even Cadence.' >You're about to 'lavish' some lovin on both of them when a knock interrupts your bonding time >Nude save for hastily sprayed on whip cream undergarments, you swing open the door >"HEEEEY SATAN-..aw crap, it's you" >It's Bookdork Neverlaid, mom's one time protoge and pet project, and eternal asskisser >"..I ..I literally don't even have the motivation to insult you, Twilight. Just state your business and fuck the fuck off." 'O-ofcourse Prince Anonymous, right away. Um..w-well, I was ..just in the uh neighborhood, and I could'nt help but overhear the 'fun'.' >"WHO AMONG THIS TOWN OF PODUNK BACKWATER WHORSES HAS THE GALL TO INTERRUPT OUR BONDING TI-..ah, tis you, the perverted purple one who dreams of her brother." >"Haha, sick." >'Lulu, Anon, what's the fuss ov-, oh, hello Twilight.' >Mom brings a hoof to her forehead and squints while muttering 'What a nice suprise' 'I just figured, you know..s-since I became a princess as well, that maybe I could..g-get some of that sweet anon lovin?' >"My word, Mother are you hearing this? She thinks I'm some communal sex object!" >'TWILIGHT! I'm appalled! This is very unbecoming of a princess! Leave immediately!' 'B-but I ju-' "LEAVE, SPARKLE!" >Mom slams the door in her face, turns to you and gives a lick your melting whipcream drawers >'Now where were we?' "One moment sister, prithy, do not resume the festivities without us!" >Auntie opens the door back up to reveal a still dumbfounded Twilight >She sticks her tongue out at her and quickly slams the door "Please, Sparkle, if our nephew's member were aflame and your nether regions a faucet, he still would'nt." 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Humming quietly, she uses the reach of her tongue to slide against its underside, and coil around, and slip out to tease your two orbs, then back again... >Only to withdraw from your member with a sigh of irritation, replacing the sensation of her mouth with the new but not unfamiliar ministrations of her well practiced magic. It's malleable, and it wraps around your shaft, rubbing and pressing carefully in many different places all at once, simultaneously warming and cooling. "Anonymous. How many times now have I explicitly warned you against masturbation?" >There's no chance of you managing a coherent response, so when your mother's magic shifts its attention (and pace) all you can do is gasp. >Mother will not be swayed, however, and her gaze only hardens. "I imagine you simply lost count, considering all those times that you simply ignored me. Again I find you hidden away in some shadowy alcove, exercising your frustrations alone." >The flow of her magic ceases abruptly as she cranes her head downwards to gently lap away a flow of your pre, stopping to plant a kiss on the tip. "Anonymous, my sunshine, not only are you a growing, virile stallion, but you are also royalty, and it is absolutely unacceptable for you to be subjecting yourself in this way. Those hands of yours are not comparable to anything that I may perform for you, and you deserve only the finest." >Your mother rolls her barrel forward into you, such that your malehood is now pressing firmly into the soft, warm fur of her chest. But impossibly, the work of her magic continues, and somehow you're thrusting into both her fur and her magic at the same time, well past the point of no return. "M-mom," you stutter, "I don't...you're busy, and I can't..." >Her eyes soften at once, but the grip of her magic only grows tighter. The warmth, the gentle tickles of her fur, the pressure is too much. Her magenta eyes look down into your own with an absolute conviction. "I will NEVER dare to be too busy for my family. I have made this mistake once. Never again. Your family is here for you, my sunshine. Even if I cannot leave for you immediately lest the economy implode or the snooty nobles threaten revolt, then your Auntie will be just as capable and willing-" >That's it. Your mother saw it coming just as you even felt it, and her eyes widen as she rushes to close your length in the warmth of her mouth, her tongue prompting you eagerly as you explode. >All the world is a piercing light, stars dance in your eyes as you can only squeeze them shut. Your muscles release their tension, and vaguely you feel your mother's magic massaging almost every inch of you to coax out all that you have. >Barely conscious, you open your eyes to your mother's giggles and her triumphant smile. She managed to catch every single drop. >Using her two great wings, she wraps you up and pulls you close into a hug, nuzzling your neck and rubbing circles into your back. You're too weak to do anything but whimper and melt into her while she coos love words into your ear. "There now...it's okay, sweetie. You did just fine. Mommy loves you sunshine. Why don't we go to dinner, and then retire early, hmm? I know that you have much more in you than you let on," she says, giggling. "And...I think that with a little help from your Auntie, we may just be able to drain you." ======================================================================================================================================= >Luna is best aunt more like, the crazy and cryptic aunty. >"Happy birthday, dear nephew! I have arranged for something truly special this year," she says with a wink as she passes you...what IS this? A stick? Wrapped in midnight blue paper, and of course patterned with her cutie mark, the crescent moon. >Apparently, she personally haunted the dreams of a local supplier who couldn't immediately produce her custom paper design, at risk of missing your birthday deadline. She likely won't be making that mistake again. Mostly because she's no longer in business. >Auntie gives you an encouraging nuzzle. "Go on Anonymous, open it! I just know that you'll love it!" >Well, there is only one way to find out, so you tear away the wrapping and reveal... >It's a fucking spear. >You look up at your aunt, the pleading for explanation only just forming on your lips when you see that your aunt has patterned her face with warpaint, tied her mane into a more-manageable ponytail, and donned a blood-red bandana. >Seeing your dumbfounded, listless gaze and slack posture, she frowns and grabs hold of you with her magic, arranging you and your grip on the weapon to something much more straight. >Finally, she looks you up and down appraisingly, and now satisfied, grins widely and pulls you closer to her with a wing. >"For a meat eater, sweet nephew, the castle's kitchens may provide, but the best meal is that which you kill and prepare yourself!" >With that, Luna leaps onto a nearby table, sending the party snacks crashing to the floor in the process. She then seizes the spear with her magic and plunges it into the table with a violent *thwack*. >The Royal Canterlot Voice bellows: "TONIGHT, FAIR ANONYMOUS, WE SHALL HUNT YOUR BIRTHDAY DINNER!" >Mom just frowns. ======================================================================================================================================= >"...Another cheller lesson? Mom, are you sure this girl checks out? L-last I remember, we did'nt do to much that involved a cheller." >'Oh sunshine give her a chance, look, she's positively dripping with an enthusiasm for teaching?' >"That's not enthusiasm, mom, and it's getting on the carpet." >'Oh pleaase? For me? You used to LOVE playing songs for your Aunt and myself on your recorder..' "Y-yes, Prince Anonymous, listen to your mother, I promise to give you ALL the benefits of my years of staunch, rigid, ..e-engorged, uh,..m-musical training, yes." ======================================================================================================================================= >Anon is 22 >Has gone full reclusive neckbeard >Socially, he's worse than Twilight >Celestia attempts to coax him out using operant conditioning in the form of "Good Colt Points" >promises to reward something Anon with good stuff >His favorite: a meal he calls "Tendies" >He doesn't know ponies are vegetarian >Celestia in important diplomatic conference >Anon barges in "WHAT'S THIS FUCKING TOFU SHIT? THESE AREN'T MY TENDIES MOM!" >Shocked delegates behold the sight of a flabby neckbeard in stained sweatpants & naruto t-shirt >"Mom!!!!!! These are the TYSON brand!! I ONLY like the kid cuisine tendies!!! REEEEEE!!!!!" >'...I-, I can assure you he's only 4th in line to the throne after Prince Blueblood, and our groundskeeper.' >"I-Infact, his arrival here is just an accident. I just uh......keep him here to study his species....." >Those Zebricans are beginning to smuggle questionable drugs in Equestrian harbors, you hope you could nip this in the bud with their ambassadors today, but your sunshine is messing things up....... >She sweats nervously, partially folding and unfolding her wings to signal the guards to remove him from the negotiation >*Anon unsheathes katana* "TENDIES. NOW." >Thats it! The mommy horseslipper things are off, it's time to show your little sunbeam whose boss and who pays the cable/internet bill >"Anonymous Wayne Gretzky Seagal-Van Damme III, you KNOW how this will end if you choose to pursue this plan of action..." >Mom unsheathes her limited edition 'not for little anon's to touch with their dorito fingers' high frequency blade >'...Y-you're pretty good, mom.' >Anonymous continuously bows as he walks backwards out of the room, only stopping to pull up his sweatpants and mutter apologies to all present >'Sorry-, sorry, my bad..yeah, sorry..it was'nt even the tendies, really. I was just mad th-' >"ANONYMOUS JAVIER BARDEM" >'Leaving, leaving, bye mom love you' >"I apologize, Your Highness-but this is simply ludicrous." says the zebra ambassador, getting up to leave >"But-" Celestia stammers out >"If that vile creature called you its mother, then you're a disgraceful caretaker like no other." >Celestia's brain hatches an idea that may turn this meeting around >"That's the point! You needed to see!" she cries out >"I do not understand." Says the diplomat. "Are you saying this was planned?" >"Y-yes!" The Sun Princess replies. "He got into and consumed some of the contraband confiscated in Manehattan. Some of that-uhhh-Poppiate that grows in your country!" >The ambassador was taken aback. "Poppiate is used to counter pain, yet take too much and it corrupts your brain- it creates desire for vice and sin. Yet refined amounts makes one an assassin?" >The ambassador thought about this. Anon's lack of hygiene, his unhealthy figure, the way he threatened his governess with a sword. And "tendies" must be a colloquial term for the drug. >This is more serious than he thought. Maybe Celestia had a point. >"Princess Celestia, consider it done. I'll send a letter to my superiors before you set the sun." >Her mind was screaming "Celestia you are of genius!" ======================================================================================================================================= "So can we try anal now?" >"No Anon." "Fuck." "Please?" >"No, Anon, please stop asking." "Pretty please?" >Celestia frowns at you slightly. "What?" >"Why are you so adamant on tying to have sex with me lately?" >You shrug. >"Well the answer is still no." "Oh come on, you don't even have to do anything. You could just be at your desk doing paperwork while I stand behind you and fuck you." >"Mind your language, Anon." "I'll mind it if you let me put my dick inside you." >"For the final time, no. It's not right for you to want to do that kind of thing with your own mother." "Well no other mare's willing to try it, and you said you'd do anything to make me happy." >"Yes, but I wasn't expecting that to have to include allowing you to stick things in my... in my bottom." "Pleeeeease? I really really want it." >"Sweetheart, I understand you're a growing boy and it's natural for you to have urges, but this kind of behaviour has to stop." "It will... if you just let me have anal just once." >"Oh for the love of the sun, no! Go ask Luna if you're so obsessed, I'm sure she'll relish the chance to 'bond' with her dear nephew." >You fold you arms across your chest and groan. "Yeah... but you have a sexier flank." >Your mother rolls her eyes before smiling apologetically to Twilight, who was sitting opposite you at the dinner table and had been trying desperately to pretend she couldn't overhear what was being said. >"I'm ever so sorry, Twilight dear. Anon gets... uh, testy when he doesn't get his own way. It's just a phase." >Twilight coughed. >"R-Right... of course! Well you know, Anon, I'm always looking to try new things so maybe if you'd like we-" >You hold your finger up to silence her. "Firstly it's 'Prince Anonymous' to you, and secondly not even if you were the last mare on the planet." >"Ha ha y-yeah," laughed Twilight nervously, "y-you too!" >From across the table, you glower at the purple nuisance and mutter curses under your breath. "Fucking Twilight." >"You never want to have sex anymore, mom! I..I think we're growing apart." >'Anonymous, h-how could you imply such a thing? I know my duty as ruler is taxing and time consuming but I'd NEVER shirk being a mother, it brings me more joy than anything else!' >"LIES! I-IF YOU REALLY LOVED ME YOU'D LET ME NURSE DURING YOUR SPEECHES AND HOTDOG YOU WHEN I GET BORED DURING SAID SPEECHES!" >Mom blushes and turns towards a fidgeting Twalot >"W-we're sorry you have to be present for this, we don-..I mean my son is usually very well behaved and respectful to guests." >You slam down your goblet of horse crunkjuice >'Oh no, No no no, s-she *hic*, she NEEDS to hear this, mom! Your *hic* your *hic* your former pet project deserves to know how you withhold sex from your beloved son!' >A very flummoxed and profusely sweating Twilight bolts up from her seat, wings fully erect "S-SOMETHING SUDDENLY CAME UP-, UH, I'M WASHING MY HAIR THAT NIGHT." >She zooms out at gillette mach 3, leaving behind a liquid trail of nervousness >"..Oh and it's on the pre-deconstructive era griffon tapestry. Sunshine, was this really necessary? Could'nt we have just asked her to leave?" >'Eh..would'nt have been as much fun.' >"I know something thats fun we can both do~" >'Oh please be 'play mousetrap'..' >"No, silly. Intercourse. Besides you always lose the parts to that game and end up just playing with the silver ball." Alternate ending. >"Gah!" >You groan in annoyance at having to hear Bookdork's annoying voice yet again. >"Ouch... Uh, your highness? Do you think you could be a little less rough, please? >You let out a sigh. "Nobody said you could speak, Twiggy." >"But-" she begins again before letting out a pained grunt as you thrust your hips forwards more forcefully. >"Ah... But could we maybe use some lube? I don't think the blowjob you made me give you earlier was enough to make much difference." >She calls THAT a blowjob? Hell, you may as well have just smeared peanut butter over your dick and let a stray dog lick it off. It would have probably felt better than that clumsy attempt at fellatio that she gave you. "I told you before, I don't want to use any of my lube. It's expense and I don't have much left, and I'm expecting Fleur to visit this week." >"Okay but-" "Oh my god, would you please just be quiet?" >"Yes your highness." >Fucking Bookdork Neverlaid... Oh wait. >You'll have to come up with a new nickname. ======================================================================================================================================= I really want a story of the opposite, Celestia demanding that Anon sticks it in her bum >"Oh don't be such a prude, sweetie, you know you'll enjoy it." >You sit up in bed, snatching the covers away from your mother who had been slowly but surely dragging them down your body and uncovering you as she straddled your legs. "No, go away! I have want to sleep, and besides I have a marefriend." >Celestia coos and presses you back down into the bed with a hoof against your chest. >"But, dear... I can do things that little trollop of yours couldn't even imagine. Don't you want to feel good?" >You sigh deeply. "Goodnight, mother." ======================================================================================================================================= "Mom? I'm home" >Celestia stood in the kitchen, quickly splitting some apples before levitating a slice to the small human >"How was class today, sweetheart?" The princess asked while nibbling on an apple slice of her own "Wsh'fine" he tried to reply around a mouthful >Something was wrong >Her son wasn't looking at her when he spoke and he didn't sound like his usual bright, happy self >Anonymous eventually looked up at his mom's frowning expression after she'd been silent for a while >Lowering her head to his level, Celestia asked, "What's the matter, honey? I can tell something is bothering you" >He looked back at her, opened his mouth to say something before deciding against it and lowering his gaze once again >Celestia's mane was the only thing that moved in the kitchen as she waited patiently for him to open up >His mother's gaze was benevolent, but unbearable >It always had the effect of urging him to share any problems he had with her "Ms. Quill talked about you in class today. She said you're..." The human looked at a note written on the palm of his hand, "eternal. She said that meant you'll live forever." >Anonymous looked back at her and she smiled, "She's correct. I'll always be here for you" >The princess thought on the stories of foals who lose their parents >She would never have to worry about that happening to her Anon "But mom, what about me? Am I eternal too?" >Celestia's eyes widened as her lips parted slightly >"Anonymous... I. I'm not sure. You're the first of your kind I've ever known." >While it was true she'd never seen a human before and didn't know how long they lived, she had noticed Anonymous was already growing older since he'd arrived >It wasn't something she chose to think on for very long, instead deciding to enjoy the time she had with him >"But sweetie, know you'll always be with mommy. No matter what." She nuzzled him, but he didn't return her affection >Celestia started tearing up, creatures Anonymous' age should not be contemplating their own mortality >She made a mental note to speak with his teacher >"Now, Anonymous," the two of them were sniffling. "I may not know how long you will be here, but I do know you have nothing to worry about for a long time" "But how do you know?" the human asked tearfully >Celestia smiled, wiping the tears from his face with a wing >Now that was the kind of question a child should be asking >"Your mother's been around for a very long time. I have a sense for these things." She turned up her snout, trying to appear mysterious but only eliciting a chuckle from her son >"Dear, you're still very young, this isn't the type of thing you should be worrying yourself with." She smoothed his hair with her wing. "Now give your old mom a kiss" >Anonymous pecked the princess on the snout and hugged her around the neck "Love you, mom" >"I love you too, Anonymous" >After breaking the embrace, Anonymous grabbed his book bag before leaving Celestia alone in the kitchen >Watching her son scamper off, she knew that conversation would rear it's ugly head again sometime in the future >And even later, she would eventually lose him >Clearing her throat loudly, the sun princess banished those thoughts away before taking the remaining apple slices and going to help her son with his homework end ======================================================================================================================================= >there are only two 'World's Best Mom' mugs in existence >one that may be ported as necessary (pic related) >the other was hand-made by Anon when he was 5 in an art class, has seven different defensive enchantments, and is too precious to ever leave her chambers >all other mugs have been outlawed and destroyed ======================================================================================================================================= >"Anonymous do you have any idea what ti-...is that liquor on your breath, young man?" >The who, you are Princess Celestia. >The where, the main hall just past the castle gates. >The when, after curfew. >Very after curfew. >Anonymous is late. >And you intend to find out why. >Just where is he anyway? >You even sent Luna out to look for him. >She is the Princess of the night after all, so she should know potential places he might be at this hour. >The main door creaks open slowly and you see him your son enter. >He doesn’t seem to notice you as he closes the door behind him. >It again creaks as it shuts. >”Shhhhhh, quiet door! Don’ wanna wake anypony up.” >He shushes the door. “Anonymous.” >The displeasure in your voice clearly evident. >He quickly turns and sees you glaring at him. >”Oh hi mom. Sorry if the door woke you. We gotta fix that.” >He smiles and waves at you. >What is that smell? >Has he been drinking? >You let out a disappointed sigh. “Oh Anonymous… have you been out drinking all night?” >”Sokay, I can splain.” >He slurs. “Alright then, explain.” >You state coldly. >”So I was out in the city, talking with the pony populous, hehe pony populous. Hey say that three times fast.” >He rambles. >If there was any doubt before, there isn’t now. >He if definitely drunk. >”So this mare said she wanted to buy me a drink, and whatmma gunna do? Say no? What kinda prince of the ponies would I be if I said no?” >He tries to ‘splain.’ “So you got drunk off of one drink?” >”Wha? No, no, no, no… no. I’m not a lightweight mom, you know that. But then another mare came up and was like ‘hey there your sexiness, how bout I buy you a drink?’ And whatmma gunna do? Say no? What kinda prince of the ponies would I be if I said no? Then another-” “So ponies kept buying you drinks?” >”I’m very popular.” >He says smiling. “And your guards? Where are they?” >”Oh crap, they’re probly still passed out at the bar. They couldn’t hold their liq-liquor.” “Anonymous, I am very disappointed in you. I thought you were better than this.” >You sigh. >”Oh I totally was better. You should have seen me drink all those other little ponies under the table, even the big one too.” >You shake your head and roll your eyes. “Well I don’t think anything more can come from this discussion tonight. You are going to bed young stallion. Perhaps you’ll be a little better in the morning after a good nights sleep. Now go straight to bed, I’ll be in to check on you shortly.” >”Kay mom. I love you so much.” >He says and hugs you. “I love you too.” >He breaks the embrace and starts walking towards his room. >What are you going to do with him? >And why didn’t Luna find him and bring him home sooner. >Just then, the door bursts open. >”Nephew, nephew. We just membered! Don’t go through the front door! Our sister will most likely be waiting for thee there. Ah sister! Has our nephew gone through here yet?” >You can smell the alcohol on her breath. “Luna…” >”Yes?” “Were you out drinking with Anonymous again?” >”Yes.” >You shake your head. “What am I going to do with you two?” >”Join us next time.” ======================================================================================================================================= > Anon, come over here a moment! You are a mess. I told you to stay out of the muddy part of the park... Aw mom... > Ah ah, no Aw mom. You are more mud than flesh right now. Its days like this i regret that you stopped wearing clothes. Remember just because most other ponies don't wear clothes doesn't mean you have to be naked. And say hello to your aunt. ...Sorry, Aunt Luna. > It is fine, child, run along and play now. You are growing up so fast, enjoy these carefree childhood days while they last. OK, have a nice Afternoon Tea, mom and auntie. I gonna catch up with Clarion Call and Gilded Lily and see if we can catch some frogs. > Really Luna, I enjoy these childhood days of his as much as he does. Did you really have to remind me that he will soon be a teenager? > ...I would have hoped that there were other things that made you aware of this fact, sister dearest. > whatever do you mean, little sister? > ... his prodigious "talent" for one... > Huh? > His oversized "Equipment", dear. > Luna, he was not even carrying his toolbelt, and Master Carver assured me that they were appropriate for someone of his size and skill. > Celestia, dear. I was talking about his humongous cock. Its unnaturally large, i am by no means an expert on whatever species your son is. But i assure you that when a twelve year old runs around with a cock of a size fit to choke a hippo, something is wrong. It is a menace, it nearly took out one of the guardponies eyes three days ago. > Luna! I am disappointed in you. Spreading rumors about my son just because he is "gifted"... > I am concerned sister dearest, as i said it is unnatural. Perhaps some sort of poison...or dark magic? It would be an unusual venue of attack but on the other hand it is not the sort of things the usual wards would protect against. After all, none of us princesses would be particularly susceptible to such an attack. > Luna, i am certain you are just overwrought. It is probably perfectly normal for him. > Nonsense, it is an attack on both body and dignity of our dearest nephew. Duty, both familial and as a ruler demands that i that watch over him. Fret not Celestia, I will stand by his side with a wakeful eye until we catch the knave that have done this. If you will excuse me sister dearest. I must go and make my preparations. In but a moment Luna`s form changes and streaks trough the sky to her abode and Celestia is left alone with her Tea. A minute later a golden glow ceases to be as Celestia finishes her cuppa and a delicate gold covered hoof makes idle patterns in the ground. And then she sums up the recent conversation with a hearty: >FUCK! > Six months!! Six months that shrewish harridan of a sister had wasted by watching over dear Anon. It was unbelievable, normally the lazybones would go to sleep so she could cavort in her beloved dreams as soon as possible. But for months now she or some of her batponies had been hovering by Anons side wherever he was...Months without sneaking into Anons room and looking at his sleeping form, months without casting the spells that would ensure that Anon would be "talented" enough so service a princess...Last month the celebration of his seventh year in Equestria passed by without the initiation of more "Mature" relationships. > Nothing to do about it...Nothing gained by dwelling on his youthful vigorous oversized...No, no. Bad Celestia! Not in public. Still, it had been a busy week and both Anon and his shadow, Princess Cockblocker had been absent while Celestia had been busy with matters of state...And if she gets a eyeful or two of his...Joybringer, well thats just life. With such uplifting thoughts, the pristine pony paragon got to her feet and set course for the royal chambers. Minutes later an alabaster head pokes trough the doorway to Anons sleeping quarters. > Luna dear, just where have you misplaced my son? I thought you two were inseparable these days? And why are you ransacking his room? > Worry not Tia, he is in good hooves. And i stand before you vindicated, After careful analysis i have found that my suspicion was correct. Some nefarious ne'er-do-well have indeed been plying our nephew with spells to enhance his...gift.. > Now, Luna, i am certain you are mistaken, who would do such a thing... and that still don't explain why you are taking his room apart. > Whom, indeed. and for what nefarious purposes does they threaten our nephews integrity of body? As for the search? Tis simple, sister. A spell that complicated and subtle, at least in cause if not effect, it would have to be reapplied regularly. > Six months!! Six months that shrewish harridan of a sister had wasted by watching over dear Anon. It was unbelievable, normally the lazybones would go to sleep so she could cavort in her beloved dreams as soon as possible. But for months now she or some of her batponies had been hovering by Anons side wherever he was...Months without sneaking into Anons room and looking at his sleeping form, months without casting the spells that would ensure that Anon would be "talented" enough so service a princess...Last month the celebration of his seventh year in Equestria passed by without the initiation of more "Mature" relationships. > Nothing to do about it...Nothing gained by dwelling on his youthful vigorous oversized...No, no. Bad Celestia! Not in public. Still, it had been a busy week and both Anon and his shadow, Princess Cockblocker had been absent while Celestia had been busy with matters of state...And if she gets a eyeful or two of his...Joybringer, well thats just life. With such uplifting thoughts, the pristine pony paragon got to her feet and set course for the royal chambers. Minutes later an alabaster head pokes trough the doorway to Anons sleeping quarters. > Luna dear, just where have you misplaced my son? I thought you two were inseparable these days? And why are you ransacking his room? > Worry not Tia, he is in good hooves. And i stand before you vindicated, After careful analysis i have found that my suspicion was correct. Some nefarious ne'er-do-well have indeed been plying our nephew with spells to enhance his...gift.. > Now, Luna, i am certain you are mistaken, who would do such a thing... and that still don't explain why you are taking his room apart. > Whom, indeed. and for what nefarious purposes does they threaten our nephews integrity of body? As for the search? Tis simple, sister. A spell that complicated and subtle, at least in cause if not effect, it would have to be reapplied regularly. With sudden swiftness, the doors to Princess Cadence and her consort bangs open. > Where Is he? You! The one with the silly manecut, where is he? Shaking of his stunned expression, the shocked servant points a hoof towards the baths before fleeing In a blink Celestia charge to the door. > Anon, fear not mommy is here to sa...Shining Armor? Shining Armor lies in the bathtub, the very visage of the noble soldier in defeat. > Uh,hi Pri... > Where is Anon! I have heard about Cadence`s plan and i will stop it! If that pink harlot believe she can defile my dear son, well th... > Whoa, that's my wife, Princess. And, uh about that defiling part, we kinda got trough that part last night... and a bit in the morning...The lunch orgy was pretty nice too... His voice lowering to a exhausted whisper > Could you send for a doctor? I cant feel my hind legs? Please? > ...I will decide on you punishment later Shining, Now where is Cadence? > She is resting on the balcony. Once reaching the balcony Celestia finds Princess of Love in unusually high spirits. > Where is my son, Cadence? Shame on you! Taking advantage of a little child! With a puckish grin Cadence gives her answer. > Oh, come on auntie, don't be such a sourpuss. Neither you or Luna took responsibility so i simply had to intervene... > FUUUUUUUuuuuuu..... > ...before he wrecked some poor unfortunate mare... Lowering her voice to a delighted wispher, Cadence continues. > Would you believe, i cant feel my hind legs at all?... > FUUUUUUUUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuu.... > Well, i see you are distraught. Anon is just resting after all the exertion last night. He is sleeping in the bedchamber. A white flash thunders trough the doors to the bedchambers. > There he is, poor exhausted anon, barely noticing that the doors have been violently unhinged by his loving mother. The air reeks of sex and sweat, several pillows have been torn in two and tossed into a corner. Someone have gouged a furrow in the floor and one of the walls. And on top of the Princess size bed lies Anon in repose. Utterly spent, his naked body covered in bodily fluids. Only one part of him is unconquered, a oversized tower of pleasure, that even at half mast would be scaring the ovaries off the average mare. > Poor Anon, it was my actions that led to this. My base desires that ended with him vigorously plowing the Princess of love and her consort. For about twelve hours or so...Worry not Anon, my son. I will make amends. I will give you your rightful place.... >...Buried about a foot inside me. ======================================================================================================================================= I wish Mom was here to tuck me in. "Oh Anonymouuuusss~! Where are you, sweetheart? Please, why don't you come out?" >Now, just where has gotten off to? He certainly can't have gone far, and you DID hear the tapping of little feet come running this way... >But the trail runs cold here in this corridor. Oh, curse these acoustics. You'd rather not alert the guard, but at this rate, you may not have any choice. You decide to turn around and head back the way you came when you hear a scream pierce the silence. "Anonymous!" >Breaking into a trot, you round the corner, and aha! There's the little rascal, secured safely in Luna's hooves, and looking guilty as charged. >"A fair effort, dear nephew," she says with amusement, "but know that there is no shadow in this castle that you may hide in, especially from me." >Gripping the offender in your magic, you set him down gently on your back before smiling at your sister. "Thank you, Lulu." >She bows. "Our prowess at 'hide-and-seek' is unmatched by any mortal. Good night sister." >Rolling your eyes after her, you immediately set on your way back to your chambers, careful not to let your sunbeam fall. >It's not long before you've pushed through the doors to your chamber, and shut them up securely behind you. Then you sit little Anonymous on the bed with a frown. "Anonymous, just what do you think you were doing, running off like that? You had me worried! One could easily get lost in this castle, and what if I were unable to find you?" >He doesn't answer you, but instead stares down at the floor. >Ah, you simply can't be angry, even if you tried. >The mattress folds gently underneath you as you climb up onto the bed and curl yourself around him, before setting your head down on top of his. "Oh, my little sunshine, I am not mad. But you gave me quite a scare, before I caught on to your little game. I don't ever wish to turn around and find that you've simply vanished, do you understand?" >"I'm sorry mommy." "That's quite alright, Anonymous. Now if I say it is time for bed, then there will be no running away, yes? Mommy knows best. I promise, it's not as bad as you think it is. You will come to appreciate a good night's sleep." >"Okay, mommy." >You sigh, and prepare to pick him up again to walk him to his room before a much better idea manifests itself. >Perhaps your son is in the right, after all. A little play can't hurt, but it shall proceed only on your terms. >Slowly unfurling your wings, you curl them around, and press the wingtips into Anonymous's sides... >"M-mommy? Aaahh! No!" >Grinning widely, you press your muzzle into his neck, and let the tickle assault commence. >Anonymous squeals with laughter, and flails out in an attempt to escape, but he has no chance against you, so you slacken your grip to help, and he squeezes out of your grasp and clambers over your side, forcing you to roll over after him. >He starts crawling for the other edge of your bed, but you make the mightiest monster roar you can muster (it's not very good) extend your wing out over him, and then pull him up into your barrel where you then close up your wing and your hooves snugly around him. No escape! "Goodness!" You laugh, "The monster has you now, sunshine! What will you do?" >Oh, he probably can't speak with his face rubbing into your neck, so you draw back a little, but Anonymous just presses in closer. >"You're not a monster, you're mommy! I don't wanna fight you. I love you." >Gripping him with nearly every limb on your body, you pull him as closely into as you can manage, before laying your head down on top of him and trying not to cry into his hair. "O-oh...mommy loves you too, sweetheart. Always." >Well...there's little point in getting up now. Especially since Anonymous seems to have already fallen asleep... >...So you extinguish the candles, and pull the covers up over yourself and your little sunbeam. "Goodnight sweetie," you whisper, before kissing his forehead gently and settling in. There, all done. ======================================================================================================================================= >>23163735 "So have you thought of a name for this one yet?" >"Not yet, sweetie. We don't even know if it's a filly or a colt yet." "Is something wrong? You seem distracted." >"Oh... well, to be honest, sweetheart, I was just wondering if maybe..." "Go on." >"If maybe we could take a break after this one's born? I mean this will be the ninth foal in as many years and I've either been pregnant or nursing a newborn for almost a decade now? Maybe I could have a year or two to rest?" "Hmm... I don't know, I'll just have to get back to you on that." This scenario makes me sad. Celestia is for loving and cuddles, not to be used as a baby factory. >"Well I hope you'll consider it, darling. I've been feeling ever so run down lately." >At that moment a servant burst into the room and quickly bowed low to you and your mother before speaking. >"You highness, my prince, I've been sent to inform you that princess Luna has entered labour." >Jogging out of the room, you cast your mother a quick wave as she lies on the bed. "Can't talk now, my baby's coming!" So now I have a head canon of Anon rotating through all 4 alicorns having babies. >all 4 alicorns >Forgetting rule number 1 Twilight doesn't get the snu-snu. >"H-Hey little dude! Uh, listen... You know I'm an the level and totally rad, as the kids say these days, right?" >You frown at the stallion standing opposite you in front of your desk. "Don't ever call me 'little dude' again and I may be prepared to hear what you have to say and not have the guards throw you out." >Shining Armour laughs nervously and clears his throat before continuing. >"R-Right, sure thing Anon." >You raise an eyebrow. >"That is, uh, PRINCE Anonymous." >Satisfied, you motion for him to continue. >"So here's the thing. Since you added Cadance to your... uh," he coughs again as if he can't bring himself to speak the words, "breeding program, I haven't got a chance to spend any really quality time with her in almost a year." >You cross your arms. "And?" >"Well it's just that... well, you know. She is MY wife and all, and I was wondering if maybe there was any chance of her sleeping in MY bed again for a change? I mean she's already had one kid of yours so-" >You interrupt by letting out a hiss through your teeth, like a plumber would after being asked to give an estimate on the job of a lifetime. "Yeah... I just don't see that happening any time soon, buddy. You see, your wife's womb is prime real estate and lets just say that my sperm are in the market to buy." >"But-" "Was that all... Oh, I'm sorry, I've completely forgotten your name." >He seems taken aback. >"I-It was Shining Armour." "Okay, well good day Shiny Armourer, I'm sorry I couldn't be of any assistance. Can you find your own way out or should I have a guard show you the door?" BTFO >Closing the door of your office behind you, you turn to make your way to your bed chambers, ready to do your duty of ensuring that your dear aunty's current state of estrus didn't go to waste. >You don't make it more than a few steps before you're ambushed by HER, the purple menace that's always trying to worm her way between you and your mother while attempting to get into your pants. >Stepping out from behind a marble column that you're sure she'd been waiting behind for some time, she greets you with an overly enthusiastic grin. >"Hi, Anon!" >You groan, not even bothering to make her address you correctly. "What do you want? I'm very tired." >She giggles almost as if you'd told a joke. >"Oh, well, I was just wondering if since you're looking for mares to join your breeding pr-" >You groan again and interrupt her. "Get to the point." >"I'm in heat and I want you to get me pregnant." "Why would I ever want to-" >"Because," she begins, cutting you off before you can finish, "I'm the highest scoring student in the history of Princes Celestia's school's history, I'm an element of harmony, I'm dependable, punctual, trustworthy AND best of all I'm a princess now!" >You think for a moment. >Would it really be so bad to knock her up and just give her what she wanted? >Yes. >Yes it would. "Sorry, I don't want any of my kids having autism." >With that, you give her a polite nod and push passed her as you continue on your way. ======================================================================================================================================= >"Anon? I know you're still here, silly. Are you playing a game with me? Look, if you'd just read this report I compiled about why you and me are perfect for one another then I'm sure you'll see I'm right." >... >... >... >"Anon, can you hear me? Make sure you really understand the point I'm trying to convey on page eighty-six, because the whole other two thirds of the report won't make complete sense if you don't get it, okay? Anon? Stop pretending you're not here, I know you are.... somewhere." >... >... >... >"I'll leave it on your desk. Anyway I'd best be off to look for a wedding dress, because I just KNOW you won't be able to keep yourself from proposing once you've finished reading my conclusions." >"Anonymous, have you seem my- Oh, it's you. Miss Sparkle, how many times do I have to ask you to leave my husband alone? We're happily married, you understand? He isn't interested in you." >"But-" >"Get OUT of our house." >"OUR house?" You think >Fuck, it's that insanely hot donk broad and her ukelele >Shit, some guards would be nice about now >Why why Anon?! WHY'D YOU DIVERT PALACE FUNDS FOR AN INDOOR MOAT AND SHARKS WITH LAZER BEAMS! >Maybe you can sneak away while Princess Desperation Neverlaid and Your Mad Music teacher argue over the rights to your dna juices >"Going somewhere, sweetheart? Don't you remember? You said we would go out for dinner tonight." >"Because if you WERE going somewhere then that would mean that you were trying to sneak away without me. Maybe you DO have feelings for this fat purple harlot after all! Is that it? No! No... foolish Octavia... Anon does love you and ONLY you. D-Daddy always said you'd never find a stallion to love you like he did, but we showed him!" >Mom happens to pass by the unfolding scene >Twilight in one corner, eye twitching and mane ragged >Octavia balled up in the other, rolling back & fourth muttering 'Unclean unclean unclean' >"..Never a dull moment, hm sweetheart?" >"I'm so sorry I missed our date night, darling, but you see I was waylaid." "Oh, really? Y-You don't say." >"Yes, it was most INFURIATING! I was ambushed in an alley by an unknown assailant and had a hood thrown over my head, before being knocked out. When I woke up I was trapped in a shipping container headed to who knows where. It was only by luck that... Oh listen to me, babbling on and on. I don't wish to bore you with the details. So how about we forget all that and you and I reschedule our night out on the town to now, right this minute?" "O-Of course, dear. That sounds... marvellous." >Suddenly the wall of Anon's office of blown inwards in as the blast rocks the entire palace. >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qii8oLfoDiI >A masked mare steps through the dust and debris before turning to Anon and removing the cloth covering her face >"?????? ??? ??? ?????? ??? ?? ????? ????????" "Amira? But we only dated for six months." >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HgHqFOcLCqE >"??? ??? ????? ????? ????? ??? ????? ?? ??? ?? ???? ???? ??? ????? ?? ????? ??????" >You laugh nervously. "Oh... Blood of the infidels? Uh, wow. Amira, pumpkin, don't you think that maybe that's going a little far? >"??? ????? ??? ???????? ?? ???? ??? ??? ???? ????? ??? ?????." >"Anon, who is this? Have you been spending time with OTHER mares?" >You turn to Octavia and hold your hands up in an attempt to placate her as all throughout the city below can be hear the sounds of more bombs exploding and the cries of panic from the terrified populous." "Sweetie, just please give me a moment." >You turn back to your Saddle Arabian ex-marefriend as she sets fore to the various heretical books that lined the shelves behind your desk." "??????-????? ?? ????? ???? ???? ???? ??? ??? ?????." >You try to reason with her in her own language. >"N-No! My report!" Exclaimed Twilight as Amira cast the cheaply bond pages into the fire. >"??? ???? ??? ??????? ????? ?????????." >You turn desperatly to your mother, begging her for help. >"Don't look at me, mister. This is your problem. In my day princes knew how to keep their harems in line." https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zZuH4_Zn6YM https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2MGq5sIRlsw >Hearing an especially loud blast reverberate throughout the city, you make your way over to what remains of your balcony and gaze down at the chaos unfolding in the streets below as the remnants of the royal guard attempt to fight off a seemingly never ending hoard of Saddle Arabians dressed head to hoof in black and bearing the flag of your devoted ex's tribe. "Okay, Amira, Honey Buns, the crucifixes really are a step too far. >"????? ?? ?? ?????? ????? ????? ??? ??? ????? ?? ?????." "Aww." >You can't help it. >That was very sweet of her to say, even if it was homicidally insane. ======================================================================================================================================= He may be growing, but clearly he isn't getting enough to eat seeing as he's just skin over muscle. Celestia and aunty Luna argue over Anon's diet. >Looking down at the plate of greens and vegetables set down before her beloved nephew, Luna snorted indignantly. >"Sister, I really must protest. This is the third day in a row where upon dear Anon hasn't been served any of the meat he so clearly needs." >From across the table, Celestia glances up from her own meal. >"Whatever do you mean? The doctors specialising in griffon and minotaur biology said his diet is entirely appropriate for a creature of his size. >You look up, feeling slightly offended. "Creature?" >You mother smiles apologetically. >"It was the term they used, sweetheart. I mean no offence." >"Be that as it may, Celestia, Anon is neither a griffon nor a minotaur thus rendering these so called 'experts' opinions worthless. A mere glance at our dear nephew is enough to tell us that he isn't getting the nutrition he needs." >You suddenly feel rather self conscious. >"He's all skin and bones." >You mother rolls her eyes. >"He most certainly is not, Luna. He's a growing boy with a good deal of muscle, and only yesterday he completed the guard's assault course in record time." >You aunty seems unwilling to back down. >"He should be twice the size he is at his age, and who knows when his horns will finally start growing." >"Lulu, you're being obtuse. We don't even know if his species has horns." ======================================================================================================================================= "Scumspawn!" >The diminutive demon flinches at your voice as you take a seat upon your obsidian throne. >"My most exulted lord, how may I be of service?" >You regard him coolly as you snatch a cup of wine from the succubus attending you to your right, before motioning for her to perform her 'other' duty of the morning and pay her own brand of homage to the all powerful king of Tartarus. "What's on the agenda for today." >Your pathetic lackey bows low in submissive reverence to you, unfurling a long scroll from which he reads as the infernal maiden kneels before you. >"My supreme lord, you have a busy day planned. First there is the induction seminar for the newest batch of lost souls at which you are the keynote speaker. Following on from that you have a meeting with Xith'Grogl-Garlax and Simon from accounting." >You sigh disinterestedly. >Not even the dexterous tongue of the most skilled concubine in all of the infernal realm can lighten your mood. >Perhaps a visit to the magma spa may help you to- >"Then of course there is the meal with your mother to prepare for." >Your eyes widen and you can't keep from spewing a mouthful of wine all over your succubi's exposed back and shoulders as she dutifully attends to you. >Curses! >Was that today? >Standing up suddenly, you send the young demonette stumbling to the floor before she takes to grovelling before you, terrified that you'd found her service unsatisfactory. "Scumspawn!" >Your accused servant bows once again. >"Your lordship?" >Without realising it your hair had ignited and you'd crushed the wine glass in your hand. "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THAT WAS TODAY?" >"I did try to inform you last night, my most wicked of overlords. You were however," he casts a glance to the demon cowering at your feet and clears his throat, "otherwise preoccupied." >Damn it to the deepest pits of Hell! >Your mother was coming to visit and you couldn't be more unprepared. >You don't even know if any of your nice shirts had been ironed >"I can't believe I never knew that the ruler of Tartarus was princess Celestia's own son," droned the purple wretch from opposite you at the dining table. >If it weren't for your mother and aunty sharing the same table, you'd have happily forced her to eat her own larynx as an appetiser. >"I mean I've read just about every book in the castle library an I never saw any mention of it in any of them. Not even the ones in the restricted section that you can only read for ten minutes before needing to performing a cleansing spell so you don't lose your sight and go completely insane." >You roll you eyes and let out a quiet sigh of disinterest before slapping the hand of your 'date' away from your lap for the third time that evening. >Casting a sidelong glare at your most favoured succubus as she sits beside you, you offer her a stern frown and shake your head to indicate that you're truly not in the mood for any of her games at present. >You know she's only trying to please you and keep you entertained during this tedious ordeal, and you appreciate her trying, even if her efforts are somewhat misguided. >Unfortunately as a succubus, her methods of 'pleasing' you are rather limited and not all that appropriate in the presence of civilized company. >No matter how much you'd prefer to bend her over the table in front of you and show her the limits of carnal pleasure her demonic form can endure, you feel that even you, the all-conquering master of the infernal abyss, would have some trouble performing with his mother sitting mere feet away. >Drawn from your day dreaming by the sudden silence, you notice that the purple pest across from you has ceased her damnable prattling and is now looking at you expectantly. >Not quite certain what she wants from you, you glance to your mother who offers you a loving smile. >You look back at the revolting parasite still staring at you and shrug. "I suppose history has decided it best not be known that Celestia, a being that's held as a paragon of virtue and selflessness, birthed the vile and cruel scourge of the damned." >You again slap a wondering hand away from your inner thigh. >You swear if Lilith doesn't knock it off you'll replace all three of her clitorises with angry hornets. >Though knowing her she'd probably enjoy it. >A snort comes from your left as you aunty smirks. >"Nay, that's not the reason that Anonymous doesn't show up in any of the history books Twilight. You see the real reason is that our doting sister didn't like what was written because she believed it didn't capture our dear nephew's more caring side, and because she couldn't decide on a baby picture to serve as an illustration." >You cross your arms and huff. "I'm the lord of the eternal fire and foul tempter of souls... I don't HAVE a caring side." Anon was actually cute when he was a baby that's why he destroyed all is baby photos unfortunately for him celestia made copies. >"Ehh, Lilith is it? Would you like to see some pictures of Anon when he was a child?" >You nearly choke on your food >'Why I'd loooooove to, Princess~' >Spongebob narrator_"several hours later".wav >'Oh Anony-..Master, you were such a brooding little psycho as a child.' >"You should've seen him on picture day, always messing up the part in his hair, making it all unruly and spikey, tearing the sleeves off his shirts and carving pentagrams in his skin." "Mom...p-please stop." >'Master, please, I'm sure spiked hair and steel bead necklaces were all the rage at the time.' >"Oh thats my gruffy little billy goat, always going on with his 'I RIP AND TEAR HUGE GUTS, MOM'! nonsense." >She levitates a napkin to your cheek "Just like when you were a little demon, sweetheart, always getting more on your face than in your mouth." >'MOM, NOT IN FRONT OF MY SUCCUBUS MINION-, LILITH, I SWEAR UNLESS YOU WANT ME TO RIP YOUR HEAD OFF, SALT MY DICK AND FUCK THE WOUND YOU'D BE WISE NOT TO GIGGLE.' >Auntie scolds you in her CAPSLOCK Sindel screech "YOU ARE STILL OF THE NOBLE BLOODLINE AND WILL BEHAVE AS SUCH, YOUNG MAN, DEMON KING OR NOT..please, for Auntie~?" >Purple Sperg is loving every minute of this >You forgot she was even here >'Ofcourse, my apologies, Auntie, mom. So, Twilight..I saw your brother recently' >"Anonymous, that is hardly dinner conversation. You know very well since Shining Armor died due to a ruptured colon from a futa spell gone awry with Cadence, poor Twilight's been a mess." >'What, mom? It's just some work talk. Anyway, Twilight, I can't say I was surprised when I saw him walk through the gates. Always took him for the 'light in the armor' type.' "P-princess? Does that mean then- >"Yes, Twilight, gay ponies go to Tartarus" she says as she quickly downs her wine "And guess what, Twilight. Masturbating with a foot long vibrating rubber horse phallus and then blaming the wet spot on the bed on your pet dragon when a friend stops over for tea and asks about it is a sin too. Oh, and you can wipe that look of shock off your pudgy, purple face. I see all sins committed by mortals and take a great deal of pleasure in exacting gruesome, eternal retribution for each and- Damn it, Lilith, I said no! No dick for you! Now don't make me warn you again or I won't flay the flesh from your back and shower you in lemon juice tonight like you enjoy so much." >"Sweetie," your mother speaks softly, "please don't frighten dear Twilight, and be nicer to your girlfriend." >It's no good, you can't keep your hair from busting into a flaming crown and your horns from growing several inches. >You're pissed. "She's not my girlfriend! She's a being comprised entirely of unquenchable lust and carnality given physical form by my eternal, unconquerable and depraved will, and no, I won't be nice to your stupid lackey! What's the point of being the ultimate evil in the universe if you have to go around being nice to people?" >You mother frowns slightly. >"Have you been getting enough sleep? You always used to get so cranky when you were a tired little man." Great, now Anon's going to have to deal with an annoyed she-demon giving him the silent treatment. "Lilly, baby, c'mon you know I didn't mean it." >Your horned mistress turns away from you in a huff, crossly folding her arms over her ample bosom as her slender tail flicks irritably to and fro. >"Hmmph!" >She continues to ignore you. >If she had been any of the other countless demons in your service, you'd have annihilated her from existence altogether for such blatant insubordination, but... well, frankly you'd developed a soft spot for the fiery tempered she-demon over the last few millennia. >Not that you'd ever admit that of course. >You'd cast the last damned soul you'd heard snickering about your relationship with her into the gorge of eternal peril, which at the time was especially perilous on account of it being filled with seven foot long killer scorpions. >You can't lie to yourself though and you know that your mother's words had at least held some small merit. >You did enjoy her company, and not just when the two of you were a writhing mass of foul demonic energy locked in orgasmic, sensuous union. >She could play toss the sinner with the best of 'em, and had once beaten the record throw of eight-hundred and twelve feet which had stood for over six centuries. >You sigh, looking at her sitting at the end of the bed, her shoulders deflated and her usual hellish aura dimmed somewhat. >Clearly you'd hurt her feelings. "Look, pumpkin, how about you and I have a special night out? Just the two of us, hmm? We can go see the gladiatorial combat in the arena and throw lightning bolts at the falsifiers if you want." >No reply. "Then you can torment my mother's purple lapdog with horrific dreams." >After a few moments she turns to you with a small smile. >"You big, dumb oaf... You always know how to cheer me up." >By the infernal flame, her voice is like oiled silk in your ears that sends shivers up your spine and whispers dark promises in your mind. >You're going to wreck that pretty little behind of hers once you return tonight, you swear it. >Unbeknownst to you, mom & auntie luna watch from the dining room entryway >"I..*sniff*..I did a good job raising him, right Lulu?" >'Ofcourse, sister. To be Eternal King of Damnnation and Sin is a taxing duty, but his tenderness shows. That was entirely your doing.' >Heavy breathing rouses them from their family moment >Mom huffs slightly >"Dessert will be served shortly, Twilight, please." >'FOUL PURPLE DEVIANT, YOU'D DARE RUSH OUR NEPHEW DURING THIS MOMENT?!! WE SHALL SEE TO IT THY DREAMS ARE FILLED WITH THE MOST HELLISH MONSTROSITIES WE CAN MUSTER.' >The commotion draws the attention of both of you "Welp', guess we'd better not keep them waiting. Twilight's autism is one thing, but you don't wanna see my mom when she starts jonesin' for dessert." Later that night Celestia decides to wish her darling boy a good night and maybe read him a bedtime story for old time's sake, only to walk in on him branding his initials into his 'totally not girlfriend's' inner thigh with red hot iron as she lies chained to the bed, screaming in agonizing ecstasy for him to punish her more. In an instant she realises three things. Firstly, demon foreplay is weird secondly, maybe Anon's childhood marefriend wasn't lying when she said she broke up with him because he was too rough in the bedroom and lastly, maybe she shouldn't have locked that same mare in the dungeon for twenty years for slander. >Next morning at breakfast mom shakes all the way through her scones & tea >"..Mom, I know you saw me last night." >'S-saw what, my sweet innocent boy? I surely didn't see the unspeakable acts you and your not girlfriend performed in a wanton furor of hormones and lust.' >"Mom trust me, that was completely vanilla. Be glad you did'nt see the two of us holding hands or gazing longingly at one another. >'ANONYMOUS BUNDY MANSON III, L-LEWD!' >"Nephew, what are those marks? Art thou injured?" "Oh, uh... you mean these seven inch long lacerations on my back and shoulders that look suspiciously like claw marks left by a lust-addled she-demon in the throws climactic passion?" >"Verily." >You glance to Lilith as she sits beside you with a slight blush, pretending to be no part of the conversation. "I, um... tripped." >"It must have been quite the tumble to maim you so." "Right, yeah it sure was. In fact I'd say it was the biggest fall I've had since 'the big one' when I was cast down into this infernal abyss to dwell for all eternity. Don't worry though, the wounds will soon close." >"I say, Sparkle, why are you drooling? Stop that at once." >Lying beneath the decadently luxurious sheets of your immense bed with favoured mistress, you can't help but feel a little ignored as she lies on her side facing away from you. >Usually she was all over you as soon as you set foot in the bedroom, but tonight she seemed a little distracted. >Well you say 'tonight' but seeing as time is an abstract concept that doesn't exist in your realm doing so is a little redundant. >Though that's beside the point. >Wrapping an arm around Lilith, you kiss her on the shoulder and pull yourself in close behind her. "Okay, what's up?" >She gives a little shrug. >"Nothing." >You give and amused chuckle, the ground barely quaking at all as it was prone to doing when you truly laughed. "Sweetie, I'm the father of all lies and the zany uncle of all half-truths. I know when you're fibbing." >With a wistful sigh, your nefarious nymphet turns to face you. >"It's that vile purple miscreant that follows your mother around like a lost dog." >You raise an eyebrow. "What about her?" >Lilith looks down, avoiding your gaze. >"I don't like her, or the way she looks at you." >You smirk playfully. "Is that all?" >"What do you mean is that all? I know that look of hers. None better than I in fact. She lusts for you." "Well kill her then. Cast her into the lake of bile where we used to go for paddle boat rides" >"Your mother would not approve." >You're about to dismiss the claim, but remembering how fondly your mother refereed to her 'prized student' stops you. "No, I suppose she wouldn't. Well you could always possess her and make her humiliate herself in front of everybody." >Lilith gives a brief smile. >"There is just one more thing." "Yes?" >She looks away bashfully. >"Do you think her horn is prettier than mine." >You shake your head dismissively. "Nobody has horns prettier than yours, my most contemptuous love." Anon's just a big softie. Lilith ends up possessing twilight to see how sex in a different body would feel. Even when she's being controlled by a demon who knows every debased sexual act in the universe, Anon still doesn't want to have sex with her. >Struggling to get your hushed snickering under control, you clear your throat and turn to Twilight with trying to maintain a straight face. "Is everything okay, miss Sparkle? Only you seem to be in some discomfort. Is your chair perhaps a little too hard?" >You share a knowing look with Lilith as your mother nods in agreement. >"Anon's right, Twilight. You've been fidgeting in your seat all through breakfast." >Twilight blushes nervously but tries to give an innocent smile. >"Oh no, I'm fine thank you. I just woke up with... uh, tail cramp." "Tail cramp, you say? How unfortunate." Have demon waifu possess Twilight in the living world and try to seduce her own dad, then leave her body and watch what happens half way through them having incestuous sex. I'm assuming that kind of seduction is well within the ability of a succubus. >"Anonymous, sunshine, as much as I love a good joke, she IS still a princess and chief bearer of the elements of harmony.." >'Alright, I promise we'll reign it in a little.' >'Lilith, cupcake? We can't make her kill anyone, mutilate herself, or have incestuous sex with a family member.' "..You said this vacation would be fun." "We can't make her kill anyone, mutilate herself, or have incestuous sex with a family member." >"Oh, you're no fun anymore. I remember when we first met, you'd ravage the land with all manner of plagues and poxes just to impress me, but now you won't even let me corrupt one pesky mortal. I'm starting to think that maybe you don't love me anymore." "Oh here we go again! I'm not the same guy you meet anymore. You don't bless your warriors on the battlefield by killing the first of the enemy army. You don't seek ponies at the brink of their breaking point and offer malicious deals enough. And you don't usurp neighboring kingdoms anymore. Give me a break! >"Hmph! Come talk to me when you grow back your balls." >She walks out and slams the double doors. >Every fucking century. >Whenever mother visits she gets bitchy because she doesn't get enough attention. >"Sweetie would you like some lemon cakes?" "Not now mother I'm brooding!" >"And heeere we go, you want me to climb up on the cross now or later, honey?" >She sighs softly and crosses her arms >"..Ok look, neither of us meant that, alright? Hey, I know what'd cheer you up..." >Meanwhile at Fluttershy's 'Oh h-how are all my cute little woodland friends today?' >She scatters out assorted feed & bread crumbs for her little denizens >Suddenly they all begin to cough and choke in unison 'Wha-, what's happening, oh my! Y-you're all choking!' >All the ferrets, birds, and rabbits eyes go red and their heads start to swivel 360 degrees 'DROL KRAD SIH EVRES OT YLNO TSIXE EW, DECKUF TEG.' >Fluttershy goes whiter than white on rice in a glass of milk on a paper plate in a snowstorm and flees the scene at mach 7 >Lilith can barely breathe after laughing her face off like that girl on /b/ 'Oh, Mast-..Anonymous, you DO care~.' >Mom watches from afar via her looking glass "Always appealing to the fairer via a sense of humor, that boy." Anon has to deal with not only his mother, but a full family reunion as all of his nearest and dearest decide to spend the weekend catching up with 'dear Nonny' and enjoy a much needed vacation in the pits of Hell. Also Twilight came too. >Also Twilight came too Godfuckingdamnit. >"Damnit, mom, how'd she find out?" >Mom turns to Auntie >Auntie turns to Condense >Condense turns to look at no one, then turns to see you locking eyes with her >"..You dropped the ball on this one, Candyass." >'H-HI PRINCE ANON, PRINCESSES! OH, HEY CADENCE! THANKS FOR GIVING ME DIRECTIONS! I brought a cake!' >"..What kind?" >'Coconut!' >"HOLD ME BACK MOM, HOLD ME BACK, I'LL KILL HER I SWEAR!" >"Oh~ you're so delightfully wicked, my most loathsome king of kings. >You continue kissing your way up your consort's exposed throat, resisting the urge to tear out her jugular and feast on her fiery molten blood. >You knew she's enjoy it immensely, just like when you'd make your penis grow needle-like horns in the middle of sex, but at present you'd prefer not to ruin the romantic mood. >After placing a final kiss on her chin, you swiftly press your lips to hers and allow her forked tongue to dance with yours as he petite little fangs nip at your lower lip adoringly. >Breaking the impassioned lip-lock, you soon you feel the unmistakable sensation of her long, slender tail coiling itself around your waist as she lies back against the pillows, inviting you to take up your position between her obediently spread thighs. "You know I can't resist you, my despicable little rosebud." >Hissing through your clenched teeth, you feel your lover rake her razor-sharp claws down your chest, leaving deep gashes in your flesh as she went. >Leaning forwards she moans alluringly into your ear. >"I don't want you to stop until our bodies are-" >She's interrupted by the sound of your chamber doors swinging open accompanied by hooves approaching. >You just barely manage to remove yourself from between Lilith's legs and assume a less compromising position before the heads of your mother and her damnable lapdog appear around the corner. >Your mother smiles brightly at you as usual while your 'not girlfriend' tries to hide her blush and pretend to have been doing nothing more than idly filing her talons for the last few minutes. >"Hello, sunshine." >You grumble under your breath. "Hi, mother." >Celestia looks at you expectantly for several seconds before speaking again. >"Twilight is here too, sweetheart. Aren't you going to say hello to her as well?" >You snort indignantly, hearing the pudgy nuisance muttering something about 'never having seen a demon's bedroom before' or something of the sort. "Hi, Twilight." >Ugh, she's grinning at you like an idiot. >"Hey, Anon! Remember you said you'd show us around the 'Pit of Unimaginable Horror' today?" >You really needed to fire the guy in charge of naming these places. >Bless him, his heart or whatever demons have where a heart would normally be was in the right place, but he really lacked imagination. >You look longingly at Lilith as she lies naked beneath the covers just inches away and sigh, feeling her tail still wrapped possessively around your waist. "Do we have to go right now?" >"There's no time like the present, darling." >Curses! >Fine, no matter. >You'd just have to ravish her doubly hard when you return from giving a guided tour of Hell's most boring tourist attraction. >Maybe if you're lucky Twilight might trip and fall in. I'm sure it's totally fine to leave an aroused succubus lying unsatisfied and naked in bed while you hang out with your mother, right? I mean what's the worst that could happen. She will use pet names Celestia used to call anon when he was younger, and scream that out mid orgasm when they do it. >'Oh m-my king, yes, ravage me~!' >You don't have to be told twice as you bite down on her shoulder and piston away at her gushing demon twat >'Mmm, thats right, mommy's little ray' >! >"No, Lilly..b-baby don't..not that." >'Why. Not?' She says in between kissing and licking yourneck >'Can my little prince not please me so?' >"UNF..t-thats not fair..." >Her nails dig into your back >'No, whats not fair is not allowing me a single moments release on that annoying purple trollup, sunshine~' >You're literally biting at any part of her you can get at now, being called mom's petnames and having all 3 of her clits strangling your dick is an insane pleasure >"FUCK, MMPH, F-FINE THEN, MY LILLY WANTS TO GET BRED? SO BE IT." >'THERES THE DARK LORD I TORTURE FOR, FILL ME WITH YOUR SEED, I WANT TO BEAR YOUR SPAWN, SUNNYCHEEKS' >You were never really fond of that one, it made you self conscious about your butt >"You're-, you're going the right way for a shattered pelvis about now, honey." >'Don't you tease me now, young prince~' I now need a oneshot about Celestia talking to Lilith about how she met her son and how they started dating. "So, Lilith. Up until now I'd only heard of you as a 'work friend', if you'll forgive my phrasing. How'd you and my son become more?" >'Oh it was so romantic. I was just another succubi in line for my daily fill of his seed, you know, just a regular paper pusher in Tartarus's bureaucracy.' >'In other words, I'd deliver his itinerary while eh, tending to his needs and having him sate mine.' >'One day I'd been tasked with informing him of an upcoming visit from you and in his excitement, I fell down.' >She idly swirls her tea, blowing a small whisp of flame on it >'..Any other swinging dick in that throne and he would've just cast me aside, maybe even worse. You don't exactly tell the King Of Hell he can't torture today because mom's coming.' >'But he was different. After his initial panic attack, he saw me and..when he took off his helmet and faceplate, I saw the softest most entrancing hazel eyes.' >Mom's attentive gaze softens >"..My sunshine always did have kind eyes. Always joked that him being the King Of Tartarus was akin to a Lamb lording over lions." >'He helped me up and he did something no being in the twelve levels of Tartarus ever did. He apologized. He fumbled through some words and formally introduced himself.' >Lilith begins to blush a bit >'Next thing I know, I'm straddling him on his throne using every bit of strength I had to coax out his seed, I wanted him to breed me so bad.' >Mom coughs up some tea at this >"I-, I COULD BE HAVING GRANDFOA-..GRANDSPAWNS?" >'Shit. He wanted us to tell you together, too. Anyway..ta-da!' >Sitting at your queen's bedside, you watch with a tired smile as your mother fawns over your scampering horde of offspring as they play with one another beside her in front of the roaring fire within your private chambers. >You chuckle as the the largest of the bunch attempts to strangle one of his brothers before being separated by their grandmother as she wraps them adoringly in her wings. >"Oh, sweetie, they remind me so much of you at their age," she says with a nostalgic grin before tittering into her hoof as the two most aggressive imps proceed to snarl and launch miniature fireballs at one another. >Beside you, Lilith sits up in bed, resting her back against the pillows as she watches her babies playing with a look of contentment. >The birth hadn't been easy on her, though considering that demons chewed their way out of their mother's womb she was looking remarkably well. >You were so proud of her. >Now that she had bore you seven healthy children you had no issue with calling her your queen. >And such strong, determined children at that. >Already they were demonstrating the very worst they had to offer. >Envy, pride, wroth, covetousness... It made you so happy to see the dark futures they had ahead of them. >Not to mention you're almost certain that you saw two of them trying to rape each other in their playpen earlier. >It was a little unfortunate that your mother's purple pet let her curiosity get the better of her and got too close to them in their crib, though you'd managed to pry them off of her before they did any real damage. >It was her own fault of course. >She should have known not to get within leaping distance of a baby demon that was teething. >Their fangs may still be small, but damn if they weren't like needles. >It was just as well that your queen had a masochistic side a mile wide or else you're not sure how she'd cope with breastfeeding. >One of the females who already at such a young age bore a striking resemblance to her mother had especially fine looking wings, you must say. >No doubt she'd become a fine flyer one day. >And the way the eldest and largest glared at you with those hateful little eyes of his. >No doubt he wanted nothing more than to kill you and take your place as king. >You could feel yourself getting emotional, you were just so happy. >He would be an excellent dark prince one day, you just knew it. >Not that you'd ever actually tolerate him trying to usurp you of course. >He'd just have to content himself with eternal loathing and desire for more power, as was the demon way. >Feeling Lilith squeeze your hand, you look to her as she smiles at you from the bed. >"Do they please you, my lord?" >You chuckle and lean in to kiss her. "More than you could ever know." >"Princess, t-those things tried to eat my face off!" >Mom sighs as your deadly sins cling to her and put on their innocent faces >'Twilight it's one thing to still hold a torch for my son, but this is getting out of control, these gentle darlings are just hours old. They couldn't possibly harbor ill intent towards another being' >"???? ??? ?????????, ?????? ????????!" >"D-Did you hear that, princess? The big one just threatened to... well, I'd rather not say, but it was very rude!" >Celestia frowns. >"Twilight, dear, you're imagining things. All I heard was adorable baby cooing, and besides, they're far too young to know how to talk yet." >Twilight shakes her head furiously. >"No, I'm sure! I've been studying Demon language while we've been down here." >Wrapping him protectedly in her wings, Celestia sighs as the imp in question starts crying. >"Oh now look, you've upset the little darling. I think it's best that you return to your room Twilight." >Instinctively, Celestia nuzzles the bawling abomination, totally oblivious of the toothy grin it was giving her ex-student. >"???? ????????? ????????, ?????? ?????!" >"Come now, none of that. Lets get you back to your mother." >You cross your arms and try to look stern in front of your eldest daughter as she pouts at you before stamping a cloven hoof indignantly. >"It's not fair, father!" >You roll your eyes, having suffered through many similar temper tantrums of hers before. >"I'm one hundred and sixty years old, you shouldn't treat me like a child anymore." >Usually she just screamed and cursed at you for a while then ran off to her room to sulk and cheer herself up with a little light torture. >You do admit though, the way that her hair ignited and her adorable little tail swished back and forth when she was upset was very cute. >She used to try and use her succubus wiles on you to get her own way, but her mother eventually put a stop to that. >"Why don't you ever let me do anything I want? I hate you!" >You sigh. "Jezebel, my pernicious little darling, please calm down." >A fireball strikes you harmlessly in the chest as your daughter lets loose a torrent of rage that made you positively beam with internal pride. >You hadn't seen her this angry since she found out that her elder brother had been forcing himself on one of her other sisters instead of her. >"Calm down? I'll show you calm!" >In an impressive show of demonic power, your little girl erupts into a towering inferno and sends half the ceiling crashing to the floor, crushing several of the less fleet-footed demons and damned that were standing close by. "Yes, very impressive dear. You're really showing me how mature and responsible you can be, that's for sure." >The room shakes violently for a moment before your daughter's booming voice echoes throughout the cavernous halls. >"YOU'RE SO ANNOYING!" >You chuckle, remembering how she'd always been a bit of a drama queen ever since she was a small child. "Maybe so, my calamitous cupcake, but when I tell you to be back from sewing strife and mischief in the world of the living by seven o'clock I mean it. Now I'm going tell your mother that you're very sorry for missing dinner and that you'll be up to apologise shortly. I suggest you calm yourself down before then." >"Gaaah!" "Oh yes, and before I forget. Tell your brother that if he wants to get rid of me and take my place then he'll have to try harder next time. Poisoning the wine is the oldest trick in the book, and I should know because I wrote the damned thing. Besides it's not like it would have harmed me anyway." ======================================================================================================================================= >"But we'd be perfect for one another! Please just marry me! I'll let you have sex with me whenever you want, and I don't even care if you cheat on me. You don't even need to talk to me! Please, I just really REALLY want to be related to Princess Celestia! I'll even make my brother stop calling you 'little dude' I swear. I'll cook for you, clean for you, I'll even sleep on the floor and bark like a dog if you want. We could have anal every night if that's what it takes." “Wow, that is all really tempting. But no.” >”What? But why? I would literally do anything you want, anytime you want. No matter how humiliating or demeaning the request, I would do it for you!” “You want to know why? I could tell you that you smell of old books or that you spilled my milk when we were children, but that isn’t it. It’s because you said you really want to be related to my mom. Not that you love me or even like me. Just that you want to be related to her, and I am just a tool for you.” >“A-anon, that’s not what I meant. I-” “Shut up! There was a time I cared for you and would have jumped at this chance, but you just ignored my feelings and kept focusing on my mom to an almost fetish like level. There is no way I would reward you and give you what you want, no matter what you offer me.” >”Now don’t be too rash sunshine.” >Your mom calls out as she enters the room. >”There are many advantages to marrying a princess. Plus you could do much worse.” >Mom says while Twilight’s eyes light up. >”But if the only reason you want to marry my son is so you could be related to me, then I am severely disappointed in you. I truly thought you were better than that Twilight.” >Twilight’s expression is like someone just destroyed all her hopes and dreams. >”But I think I can approve of this marriage on a few conditions.” >Mom leans in and starts to whisper something into your ear. >A smile starts to slowly spread across your face. ~Time Skip~ >You are standing in front of your mom who is officiating your wedding. >Across from you is your bride, Twilight Sparkle. >Who is smiling and giggling like a school girl. >Her eyes have mainly been on your mom the entire ceremony. >It is now time for the part you have been waiting for. >The vows. >”Since it is a rare occasion to have a prince and princess joined together, I will be using an ancient traditional Equestrian binding agreement for the vows.” >The crowd murmurs and seems excited they get to witness something so rare. >”Now please take her hoof Anon.” >You do as your mom asks and hold her hoof in your hand. >You watch as your mom’s horn starts glowing subtly with her magic. >”Twilight Sparkle, do you swear to be loyal and faithful to my son Anonymous and dedicate all of yourself to him and only him? Do you swear to love, honor, and obey him and only him so long as you will live?” >”Yes, I do.” >She says automatically. >”Anonymous, do you accept Twilight Sparkle’s contract and agree to take her as your own?” “I do.” >”Seal this agreement with a kiss.” >You lean down and kiss her, rather halfheartedly but she seems to enjoy it. >She doesn’t notice a golden glow spread around her neck before disappearing or the grin on your mom’s face. >”I now announce you husband and wife.” >The crowd erupts in cheers. >Your mom leans in and kisses your cheek, then bends down to do the same to your bride. >”Or more appropriately, Master and slave.” >She whispers to Twilight. >Some time later you are at the reception and see Twilight talking with her friends. >Your mom is beside you. >”Would you like to see it in action?” “Yeah, I think I would.” >You walk over to the group of girls. ”Hello everypony, I hate to do this but I need to borrow my wife for a moment. Come along Twilight.” >A golden band around her neck appears and glows golden ever so briefly before disappearing. >”Yes sir.” >She responds and trots off behind you with a confused look on her face. >Her friends are most likely puzzled but you will deal with that later. >You lead her to another room in the castle where your mom is waiting. >”I suppose you are wondering about a few things Twilight. You will get your answers, but first a little test.” “Sit Twilight.” >The gold band appears again around her neck and she immediately sits down. >”Yes sir.” >She looks dumbfounded at her actions. >”Now come to me my faithful student.” >She tries to stand up and walk but it is as if her body refuses to do what she wants it to. >”That was a powerful binding spell that was used during the vows that you agreed to. If you recall, you swore to be loyal and faithful to Anon and dedicate all of yourself to him and only him and to love, honor, and obey him and only him so long as you will live. You now belong to Anon and will obey any command he gives you. But that isn’t all.” “You may stand up now.” >Her neck glows and she stands up with an almost fearful expression on her face. >Your mom levitates a dildo over to her and drops it before her. >”Try to play with yourself.” >”P-princess?” >”Don’t you want to play with yourself for me Twilight?” >She hesitantly grabs the dildo with her magic and brings it between her legs. >She is about to press it against her lips when another golden aura shines, blocking the toy from entering her. >She seems confused and tries again, but still the same result. >”That is the part about being loyal and faithful and dedicating yourself to him and only him. Think of it like a magical chastity belt that only he can penetrate. Don’t worry, it won’t affect your bodily functions. It only prevents things from going into you, not out. Oh, and don’t get any ideas, it works on your moth too.” >She is looking at you both in shock. “What’s wrong Twilight? Isn’t this what you said you wanted? You told me you would do anything I wanted so long as you were related to my mom. This is just a little magical insurance to make sure you do, and so that you don’t try to sleep around on me. Oh and don’t worry, like you offered I will be sleeping with other mares, I just don’t want my wife cheating on me. But there will be more time to talk about that later, for now let’s go enjoy the party.” >Her neck glows with the familiar golden collar. >”Yes sir.” ======================================================================================================================================= >"Um, Your Highness?" >"Yes, Miss Pencil Pusher?" >"Well, me and some of the other servants were sort of wondering if you were ever considering confiscating that new "toy" you've given your son any time soon?" >"Confiscate it? But its Anon's favorite! Why would I ever do that?" >"Well I suppose that it's just it's just been the tiniest tiniest bit...distracting?" >"Oh well that's no issue, I'll just tell him to take it where it won't bother anyone >"Oh yes, well I guess that would be the best-" >Celestia cuts off her servant by letting loose the royal voice >"ANONYMOUS! COME HERE FOR A MOMENT, PLEASE!" >For a minute nothing complete silence >Then a soft rumbling rattles through the room >Then a louder rumble, quickly approaching before finally- >CRASH >A massive behemoth of steel and righteous fury rolls in through the remains of the courtyard entrance before coming to a halt not one foot away from an unfazed Celestia >The top hatch of the top of the line tank flips open and out pops the young Prince Anon bedecked in full military uniform >complete with Aviators and a corncob pipe blowing out bubbles >The young Prince shoots a genuine salute to his mother "Marshal Prince Anonymous reporting for duty! What are your orders your Majesy!?" >"Anon could you play with your toys outside? The noise is bothering some of the servants" "Will do Mama Isis, let me just contact the other tanks to coordinate the tactical relocation" >Pencil Pusher's eyes widen >"The OTHER tanks?" >Celestia shoots her a quizical amtter of fact look like she had just asked if she was planning on raising the Sun tomorrow >"Well yes, dear. You can hardly have a tank Battalion with just one tank. Isn't that right, Anon?" >"A BATTALION your Majesty!?" >"Oh don't be so high strung, he barely has half a dozen so far" >From out of his tank Anon pulls out a large looking walkie talkie -crrk- "Ironclad Unicorns 2-5, we are going Everfree Forest, repeat Everfree Forest, all units fall back to Epsilon positions to await further instruction"-crrk- >-crrk- "Roger Roger Ironclad 1 we are falling back to Epsilon positions" -crrk- -crrk- "Copy is a copy. 1st Celestian Tank Battalion, 1st Platoon, MOVE OUT!" crrk- >"Aww~ He named his battalion after me." >"You Majesty I still don't really think these WAR MACHINES are proper toys for a child Anon's-" >Again the servant is cut off by the royal voice blasting through the halls and the tanks treads distancing themselves as Anon smashes through the West Wall. >"LUNAAAAAAA! >"WHAAAAT?" >"ANON NAMED HIS TANK BATTALION AFTER ME!" >"AWW~!" >"I KNOW, RIGHT!?" >Such is life in Canterlot ======================================================================================================================================= >"Rise and shine, lazybones!" >'Lets not and say I did.' >You pull the covers back over you in your racecar bed >"Awwww, mommy's little ray is such a grouch in the morning." >She pulls the covers off with her teeth and levitates your limp form to the shower >Seeing you unblinking and lifeless, resigned to your fate, she brings you hovering before her and kisses your cheek >"Now, now, none of that. Let's see a smile, please? For me?" >'I wish I could, mom..' >"Wish? Sunshine, why's that?" >'Because you're not real.' >Mom's smile and optimism gone, disappeared into the steam of your shower and her voice lost in the hiss of the water Nothing like feels to wake up the dead, huh? ======================================================================================================================================= >"Ok that's it, I'm going over there, I know of NO bedtime stories that involve shouting 'YES ANONYMOUS!' over and over." >"Sister, how can you let him use the Royal flank! I specifically marked on the calendar when we would switch from using our mouths to other areas!" >Momlestia is displeased, but Luna is panting, slick with sweat, and not paying much attention. >"Oh Tia, I apologize, but dear nephew can make a v-very convincing case-" >Anonymous slips a hand under one of her hind legs and flips her over onto her back easily. Her eyes widen as Anonymous clasps hold of both her hind legs and drags her further down the bed for easier access. >"Again? O-oh. Oh my." >Though her rump is sensitive, muscles tender and body exhausted from repeated convulsions, her marehood still winks eagerly at the prospect of yet another pounding. >...something she doesn't have to wait long for, as Anonymous' length slides into her slick folds easily, and slowly hilts. Luna clasps down his member, groans and lets her head fall to the side, tongue lolling out. She's resigned to her fate. >"You two are ridiculous. Now why do I bother setting weekly standards if you simply don't follow them? I suspect that you must have also performed anal, even though we are not due yet for another week?" >Luna gurgles. ======================================================================================================================================= >"..Mom, are you in heat? You're doing that thing where you go all parkinson's." >'N-NEVER BETTER, SUNSHINE, WHY DO YOU ASK?' >"I didn't ask how you were mom, I ask-" >'PHEW IS IT HOT IN HERE OR IS IT JUST ME-, I'M HOT, ARE YOU HOT? BUCKING TARTARUS, IT'S LIKE THE SUN IS IN MY CROTCH!' >Be Prince Anonymous, sequestered in one of the deepest cellars in the castle with your auntie. >With the help of her magic, this is about as cool as it gets, and it's barely good enough. >Above you, almost every room in the castle smells...well, like mom. >She likes to rub up against walls, door frames, statues, anything solid really. >You truly pity the maids. >Possibly the worst of it all is the fact that even her sun burns warmer during a heat. And her cycle, of course, has come at the height of summer. >"Setting new records every day, mom," you say as you fan yourself with one of your aunt's wings. >Aunt Luna is panting, her mane sweaty and disorderly. She hasn't moved for some time, likely afraid that the energy of moving muscles might cause her to combust. You can tell she's about to speak up by the way she expends some precious saliva to moisten her lips. "If sister does not find something suitable to stuff herself with soon, I may expire. Know that I love you, dear nephew. Please see that my belongings are handled appropriately..." >You pat her neck, and your hand comes away sticky with sweat. It's only noon... >Fuck. >"..Auntie, you both do this every few months, I don't see why you don't just let me help with it." >'Y-you know not what you say, Nephew. Our normal relations, strenuous though they be, c-cannot compare to how we wouldst be during our heat.' >"Well, if you say so, I guess." >Damn now it's getting hotter in here >'We would taketh thee around the world, nephew. P-perhaps even changeth forms for thee.' >"..HEY, HOW BOUT I GO CHECK ON MOM NOW, HUH?" ======================================================================================================================================= >"Hi sunshine, how was vacation?" >'It was alright, I guess. Sun was never out, too many goddamn chinese people and despite it being overcast I still got sunburnt.' >"..Any girls talk to you?" >'Eh, just some waitress and a surfshop employee. Completely out of kindness, I'm sure.' >"Fucking tramps, tempting my boy with their whore-ish wiles!" >'I lived, mom, just glad to be back home.' >"As am I. You've got some mommy/anon time to catch up on, mister. STARTING NOW, LOSE THE SHORTS." ===========================================================================================================================