The Plot Thickens
Chapter One: Praline Whimpers

It was an average day in Equestria, and Celestia was bored. Her young protégé Twilight Sparkle was coming for a visit, and she was searching for an old book of spells. At that moment a handmaiden wandered in with a jug of cream and some scones.
“Your scones, my Lady.”
“Oh don’t be so formal Praline, you know I let you call me Celly.”
“B-but my Lady, I’ve been told by Royal Pain that I must never-“
“But he isn’t here right now, is he? In fact, we’re all alone.”

Celestia smiled. Toying with her servants was one of the few pleasures she allowed herself.
“Well Milady, I must be off-“

Celestia turned to the mare. She was a petite creature, with fur the colour of hazelnuts and a mane of silken white. Celestia pointed a hood towards the bookshelf nearby.
“Before you go Praline, I require your assistance. There’s a book I’ve dropped beneath this bookshelf here, and I need your help reaching it. I’m a bit... large to reach it, but a slender little thing like you should have no problems.”

Celestia’s eye grew wide as Praline Whisper began to crouch under the bookshelf. She decided to have a little more fun.
“Praline dear, you don’t mind if I use your flank as a stepping stone to reach the highest part of the bookshelf while you’re down there, do you? There’s another book up there I could use as well.”
“W-well, if you must your majesty...” Praline said, blushing deeply.
As Celestia placed a hoof on Praline’s flank, she gasped.
“What’s the matter, my servant? I merely require your assistance for a brief moment.

She slowly climbed onto Praline, who began to reconsider as the weight of her royal highness began to become apparent.
“Your majesty, I’m not sure I can take your-“ she paused. The term ‘weight’ seemed like the sort of word that would see her spend the rest of her life in the dungeons.
“–your Magnificence!”

Celestia stifled a laugh. This was the most fun she’d had all month.
“My ‘Magnificence?’ Well yes, the weight of the crown is a heavy burden to bear, but it has it’s upsides...!”

The weight bearing down on her was bad enough, but the friction of her Highness against her own body was maddening. She bit her lip and searched for the book, her mind racing with thoughts which were entirely inappropriate.

Celestia however was planning her next move. A few seconds later she ‘slipped’, her large frame touching the soft velvet body below her. Had she not cast a spell at the last second it was quite possible that her delicate servant would have been crushed.
“Oh my! Clumsy me!” Celestia giggled. She was taking care to have her fun slowly... she needed to savour it, because moments like these were so rare.

By this point Praline had dropped any pretenses of duty, and was simply caught up in the gentle, hypnotic swaying of the pony above her. The dance was a slow one, but gradually became more intense as the feelings of ecstasy raged within , a storm within her mind. The very air around the two began to crackle and vibrate with latent sexual magic.
“Did I ever tell you about my last handmaiden, Caramel Kisses? She wrote my speeches for me. She was quite the writer; she could wrap her words around a sentence in so many ways...”
“P...please Celestia, tell me about her...!”
“Well, she would write these tiny little sentences, like nibbles, and then finish with a great big BITE!”

The bookshelf collapsed around them, the resulting mess leaving the two covered in the jar of cream that Praline had been carrying.
“Your Majesty, a thousand apologies!”
“Hmph, what a shame to waste such rich cream,” Celestia said. “well? What are you waiting for? Help me take care of this!”
“But your majesty, I don’t have a towel!”
“Oh, but you have something so much better...” Celestia smiled, sticking out her tongue.
“...what?”
“This is the finest imported cream, Praline. It would be a shame – no, a sin to waste it. You aren’t going to commit a sin in my presence, are you?”
“No milady.” Praline looked away, blushing.
“Well then...” Celestia said, presenting her sizable plot, drenched in cream, to her servant.

Praline trembled slightly with anticipation. She had always wondered what Celestia tasted like. She had assumed strawberries, and perhaps a slight vanilla aftertaste. As soon as her tongue caressed that porcelain flesh she was hit with a bolt of white hot nirvana. She was a supernova, a star made flesh, and though it should have burned, it only tingled, but intensely.
“Be grateful Praline, for today you sample the infinite. Does it please you?”

But Praline could only mumble a response, her tongue too numb to manage anything more.
Celestia smiled. She hadn’t done this in far too long, though sadly Praline was not quite as adept as Caramel Kisses had been all those years ago. Clearly, she needed some instruction.
“Praline, let’s -urgh!- play a game of hot and cold. The hotter you get, the closer you are to… the gates of paradise.”
Celestia assumed the moan she heard was an affirmative and continued.
“Cold, warmer... warmer...cold again... col- ah ah ah HOT!”

Praline had closed her eyes by this point, decided to go by her other senses. She could tell that she was doing a fine job the warmer her tongue became, but she had to take it slowly. Like licking a flame, but without the pain, she felt that going too hard too fast with her Highness could destroy her very being.
“Yes... yes that’s right, you’re doing very well Praline. Most ponies think they can just rush into these ttttthhhhhhhhiiiiiinngs! But you’re smarter than that, my soft little Praline Whisper... you know that you’d melt like butter if you went too fast with a goddess, don’t you?”

So the rumours were true; she was divine. In the sack, at least.

Praline stopped, exhausted. She looked Celestia over, her job done– or so she had thought. As she turned to leave she heard Celestia speak.
“You missed a spot, Praline.”

Praline closed her eyes, once more returning to the furnace, she went deeper and harder than ever before. Her nose flashed red hot as she licked furiously, and her fear grew as the pain almost began to overtake her pleasure. She needed to end this.
“...Yes, you’re warmer, warmer, I think that this isYESSSSSSSSSSSS” Celestia shouted, and a wave of energy was sent rippling through the room. The energy was like a orgasm throughout her entire body – no, her entire being was caught up in it; in that moment she was Celestia’s, in mind body and soul, and the very world around them seemed to become silent at the culmination of their moment of carnal celebration.

As the two lay there, Celestia used her magic to take the book she wanted from the top shelf. Praline looked at her incredulously.
“Oh yes, I forgot I could do that!” she laughed.

Author's Note

The first chapter is just a taste of what's to come, the story truly begins in the second chapter, coming soon!