Chapters The Plot Thickens
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.
Celestia smiled. Toying with her servants was one of the few pleasures she allowed herself.
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.
Celestia’s eye grew wide as Praline Whisper began to crouch under the bookshelf. She decided to have a little more fun.
She slowly climbed onto Praline, who began to reconsider as the weight of her royal highness began to become apparent.
Celestia stifled a laugh. This was the most fun she’d had all month.
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.
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.
The bookshelf collapsed around them, the resulting mess leaving the two covered in the jar of cream that Praline had been carrying.sin to waste it. You aren’t going to commit a sin in my presence, are you?”
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.
But Praline could only mumble a response, her tongue too numb to manage anything more.
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.
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.
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.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.
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!
Chapter Two: Twi Curious
Twilight Sparkle was nervous. Even though she had recently become a princess she hadn’t seen Princess Celestia in almost a month, and she was afraid that her latest letter had been a bit underwhelming. She had been so desperate for a lesson to write about that she had ended just writing the first thing that had come into her head.
As she approached the castle doors she heard the guards whispering about her.
Twilight suddenly cast a spell on the two. They wouldn’t be staring at her mentor’s behind again in a hurry, not when just thinking of her rear would make them tapdance involuntarily on the spot from now on.
Celestia smiled slyly, before taking the same book she had been reading before from a nearby couch.
“Dear Princess Celestia, today I learned the most important lesson of all; don’t leave things in the fridge. Also, Friendship. Your faithful student, Twilight Sparkle.”
“I had a slow week?” Twiilight grinned, sheepishly.
Twilight poured through the book, quickly finding the spell.
Twilight blushed. She had heard that some spells caused pain or pleasure to whoever they were cast on, and had been meaning to try out a certain spell of that kind herself one day. Unfortunately she had yet to find an excuse to get Spike out of the house for a few hours so she could practice it.
"Flanks of all shapes and all sizes, Prepare for some big surprises, For as I chant this wicked words You flank, it swells and rises!"
“Oooooooohhhhh, ahhhhhhhhhhh…”
"Now you’ll stand out from the crowd, Booty big and Cutie Mark proud, Though you think this spell a friend Your ass expansion will never end!"
“Dear sweet sunrise, my flank! It’s beautiful! Grow my darling, rise up like the first fledgling shafts of wheat in the summer- OHHHHHHHHH!”
Twilight’s jaw hit the floor.Damnit Twilight, now is NOT the time!
“This is a piece; six parts remain, I tore it up, to prevent other’s pain, for know this Twilight; yes, this spell is known for never ending well!”
Twilight took the map piece.
“I left one in the griffon’s keep, Another in the mountains deep, A third I kept quite close to home A fourth where dragon’s like to roam A fifth I kept up in the sky, But for the sixth… someone must die.”
“Wait, what? Where’s the sixth?”
“To mortals that piece is now lost Hiding it took a terrible cost To reach it take’s one’s final breath; I left it in the hands of Death.”
The doctor coughed.
***
“Alright gang, do you know why I gathered you all here today?”
“Because Celestia has a flank for days, and it just won’t quit?” Rainbow Dash said.
“Not just for days, Dash. If we don’t reverse the spell soon the ass shall last forever!”
“Eternal Flank? Good heavens!” Rarity chimed in.
“But how did this happen?” Fluttershy asked.
“Errr… we don’t know.” Twilight said, her eyes turning toward the floor. “But the important thing is that I have a job for each and every one of you. Listen up girls, here’s the plan:
-Rainbow Dash, you head to the Griffon kingdom and ask about for the whereabouts of the spell piece. Try finding Gilda, I know you two still aren’t on the best of terms but she’s the best chance we’ve got of finding that particular piece.
-Fluttershy, you need to fly to the mountains in the north. There is a cult of batponies up there that protect the second piece in a cave somewhere. Find the cave, and charm them into letting you take the piece.
-Applejack, supposedly there’s a piece of the spell buried somewhere in Sweet Apple Acres. Supposedly Big Apple, one of your ancestors, left instructions to finding it in his Will, try starting there if you can find it.
-Rarity, you need to head to Mount Infernus, the home of the dragons, to try and forge some kind of deal with their king for the fourth piece.
-I’m going after the fifth piece myself, somewhere up in Cloudsdale.
Pinkie Pie could barely contain her excitement.
“So, are there any questions?”me to deal with a dragon? They have such terrible taste in interior decorating…”
***
Meanwhile, the pair of guards from before were tapdancing against their will outside of Celestia’s room. They had been doing so for hours.
Author's Note
Odd numbered chapters are sex scenes, and even ones are more comedy/exposition based. I hope to have the next chapter up soon!
Chapter Three: A Griffon's Pride
“I can’t believe I gotta do this… and all because of Celestia! Why can’t she keep her big butt out of my personal life?”
Rainbow Dash arrived at the gates of the Griffon Kingdom. It was a series of elaborate stone buildings carved into the side of a mountain, and most of the place was completely unreachable without wings (or serious determination). It was an impressive sight, and the strength of the stonework had seen it stand proudly against countless invasions for over a thousand years. Though Dash could have flown over the gates, she decided to avoid causing an international incident. This time.
“Hello? Could somebody let me in please?”
“What’s the password? Gilda chose it this week, if you need a hint.”
The guard clearly recognized Dash’s voice. She sighed, knowing what to expect.
“Griffons rule, ponies drool…”
The gates slowly swung open, revealing a homely little town. Griffons cared more for practability than design, so the whole place felt like it was from the days of knights and flagons of mead… just the thought of a nice glass of ale made Dash lose track of her goal, and so she set out for the tavern that was nearby.
The bar had a damp smell to it, but the rich aroma of booze (amongst other things) kept the place bearable. A group of griffons sang loudly in the middle of the room, as one danced on the table. Rainbow Dash had to hold back her laughter; griffons weren’t known for their dancing.
“Dash? Is that you?”
Rainbow Dash turned and saw her old friend Gilda staring at her. For a second it looked as if she was going to hug her, but then her expression hardened.
“And just what the hell are you doing in my kingdom?”
“Your kingdom? You don’t mean…?”
Gilda grinned smugly.
“That’s right, I successfully led a rebellion against Stonebeak himself!”
The illusion lasted a few seconds, before Gilda was handed a mop and bucket by the tavern’s owner.
“Well “Your Highness”, your royal duties require your attention in the bathroom, one of our peasants has just finished being revolting.”
Gilda’s face was of rage, then resignation.
“Ok, so maybe things got a little worse for me after I got back… I got kicked out of the royal guards because I was still mad at your blue butt and couldn’t focus, so I got stuck on cleanup duty for this miserable place instead- and it’s all YOUR fault!”
“My fault? This is why I didn’t want to come here Gilda, because in the end it’s always somebody else’s problem with you! If you hadn’t treated my friends like they were losers-“
“Newsflash Dash, they ARE losers. Always have been, always will be. And you chose them over me. I don’t know why you’re here and I don’t care, I have nothing left to say to you.”
Dash’s face became resolute. She was going to have to use that.
“A duel I dare by tooth and claw, I invoke sacred Griffon Law.”
The whole bar fell silent. Gilda herself looked shocked beyond words.
Griffon Law was a means by which griffon’s would challenge each other, it was an ancient ritual used to settle disputes, and was rarely employed anymore. Its use had become something rarely seen and always remembered, spoken of in tales.
“Dash, this is sacred Griffon Law we're talking about here... fine. Name a time and place, and choose your weapon.”
Dash smiled. She had already figured that much out.
“Here and now. My weapon will be this.”
Dash slowly lifted the enormous mug of ale that was before her. Griffons were known for being heavyweights when it came to their drinking, but Dash was confident.
“Dash, are you nuts? You couldn’t win a drinking contest with an average griffon, let alone me!”
“Stop talking and start chugging!”
The first mug was intense, like diving into the cold, bitter ocean. By the end of her glass the world seemed a little warmer and softer than before, the chanting and hollering of the griffons nearby becoming Rainbow Dash’s battle cry. Gilda finished her mug and casually flung it at the bartender.
“Another!”
“Gilda, throw my mugs like that again and you’re fired.”
“Y-yes sir…”
By the third glass Dash was pretty sure the world was spinning, but despite gravity’s obstinate refusal to pick an axis she was still going. Gilda herself was starting to look a little tipsy herself, her plumage started to become ruffled.
“Are you sure you wanna drink keeping ol’ Rainboomie? Cause there’s no surrender in saying shame…”
The fifth glass had the entire bar in silence. Dash began to gently sway back and forth of the spot, and Gilda was whistling tunelessly.
“You know what Dash, I think I have another way we could settle this…”
Gilda slowly left the table and wandered up the stairs towards the inn’s bedrooms. As she gestured for Rainbow Dash to join her the hooting and hollering of the crowd reached new heights.
“You know, the last time I saw someone invoke Griffon’s Law this happened too!” One of the patrons said.
“Aye lad, it almost always does.” The bartender laughed.
***
Unlike the rest of the inn, the bedroom Gilda had chosen were luxurious; silk beds, soft carpet and paintings adorning the walls. Apparently a relative of Rarity had been there once many years ago and had refused to sleep in the room until it was “as fabulous as she was”.
“You know Dashie, I’ve always wanted to have a little tussle with you… you and that cute little rainbow butt of yours.”
Dash smiled. Maybe it was the booze, or the way the moonlight shone through the open window, but right now she just wanted to spend one crazy night with her friend.
“But aren’t you worried about your claws Gilda? I mean, they seem kinda sharp…”
“Oh, but I’m not the one who has to worry about them. Don’t worry Dashie, I’ll be gentle…” Gilda purred. “Now flip over and lemme give you a backscratch.
Gilda had to be careful, of course. Her claws were sharp, and she started slowly and softly. After a few minutes Dash yawned impatiently.
“Are you gonna sing me a lullaby while you’re there? Cause you’re putting me to sleep over here!”
“Alright, you asked for it! Let’s see how you like THIS!” Gilda laughed.
To the surprise of both pony and griffon Gilda’s claws weren’t doing any damage at all to Dash’s tender hide- in fact, she began to giggle uncontrollably instead.
“Quit it Gilda, that tickles! Heheheheheh Oohhhhhh!”
The second Gilda touched Dash’s wings the mood changed. Gilda knew that the underside of a griffon’s wings were an erogenous zone, and it seemed to be the case for pegusi as well.
“Oh wow, that’s amazing Gilda… oh, a little lower, a little faster…”
After a few minutes Gilda decided to move to a more traditional area to continue the foreplay, and flipped Dash over. She pressed herself against against Dash’s body, her hot breath still smelling of the ale from before. Dash looked into her amber eyes and kissed her tenderly on her beak.
“Funny, I thought kissing a beak would be cold and hard, but yours is kinda warm. I guess when we first met I felt the same about you in general.”
Gilda slowly grinded against the pony, her eyes never leaving Dash’s. She didn’t care about the competition anymore, just the warm dance they were performing together. Gradually the tempo increased, and Dash began to groan in time to the silent rhythm of the moment. Their bodies began to glow warm with the friction and passion of it all. Gilda's only regret was the same thing that had given her the courage to proposition Dash in the first place; the ale, which had left her too sleepy to really give her everything she had.
“I… need… to… ask… you… a… FAVOUR!” Dash said, exhausted.
“Yeah, I figured as much. You know what? Let’s call it a draw. We’ll settle this with a coin toss.”
“Isn’t that against Griffon Law?”
“As if I care about some stuffy old tradition” Gilda said.
She took a coin and tossed it into the air. By the time it had rolled under the bed the two creatures above were too busy kissing passionately to notice they hadn’t even bothered deciding who was heads and who was tails.
When the lurid pervert of a sun rose to spy on the two, Dash held Gilda in her arms. Gilda had been crying.
“Why did you choose them over me, Dashie?”
“I didn’t want to, Gilda. You made me choose.”
***
That morning Gilda saw Rainbow Dash off at the gates. She seemed happier than she had been in a long time.
“You make sure you come back someday, Dash! The next time we meet I’ll be the ruler of the Griffon Kingdom for real!”
“I promise, Gilda. And thanks for everything.”
“No Dash, I should be thanking you. I blamed you for everything after I blew you off at that party… I may still not like your friends, but I like you. Come back anytime.”
Rainbow Dash waved as she tucked the scrap of spell piece into her bag. She flew off into the deep blue sky, her task accomplished.
“Thanks Dashie,” Gilda whispered.
