Big Macintosh's Big Fat Wedding

Big Macintosh's Big Fat Wedding

by neorenamon

After a long day of her royal duties, Celestia was ready to take it easy.  She put out the 'Do Not Disturb Unless It's the End of the World' sign, slipped in for a nice long soak in a tub full of warm water, rose oil and peach blossoms and then slipped on a towel to travel to her canopied bed.  There was a Deluxe Copy of the latest Daring Do novel waiting for her, and she planned to read it until she fell asleep.  As she strode towards the bed, she heard a rustle from her patio door.  She walked over and noticed it was closed, so she figured the wind was playing tricks.  Walking back to the bed, she removed the towel, folded it and placed it at the end of the bed so she knew it would go to the laundry the first thing.

She caught a glint in the corner of her eyes, so she turned her head and looked to see her dresser mirror showing her own reflection backlit by the moonlight.  With her mammoth breasts and delightful bootie, she knew she was all Princess and then some.  If it wasn't for the Royal Guard, she'd have to beat off potential suitors all day with a really big stick.  It had been like that for more than a thousand years, but she knew deep down that most of them were political marriages that would mainly caused Equestria to merge into somepony else's Kingdom or State, and she wouldn't do that to all the ponies she was responsible for.  Not until she met the one she truly loved, and that hadn't happened yet.

Picking up the book, she wondered what it might be like if she were an adventuring archaeologist instead of a Princess.  Daring Do's life was a constant roller coaster ride of thrills, adventures, romance, saving the world and helping the poor ponies she met along the way.  She knew in her heart she was doing more good as a Princess, but still the idea had much appeal compared to the daily life of the Canterlot Court.

Then she paused to stoop down and fetch another book from under her bed.  From it's little hiding place.  It was her little guilty pleasure.  Her own little fantasy where a Princess is kidnapped multiple times, tied up, sexually teased, almost consensually raped, humped by any number of improvised dildos not to mention large meat sticks that were the real deal, had her naked body used for a buffet table by at least three different groups as she escaped over and over only to be taken again by another group and FINALLY rescued by her Princess Charming.  There was one group of hot lesmarian thieves known as the 'Thieves of the Forty Veils', the hot hunky stallions called the 'Foot Long Rod Squad', the sorcermares of the 'Hot Lesmarians of Starswirl the Fillyspanker' and even the hot stallions from 'the Marefia'.  Then she consents to letting the Prince bang her before he even gets around to untying her.  In fact, the heroine was supposed to be a white alicorn with massive breasts, a shimmering rainbow mane, a really long horn and no sense of modesty at all.  It was an underground best seller called 'The Perils of Pauline Palomino'.  She wondered if the heroine was based on an real mare or Princess.  She always wondered how Princess Pauline Palomino never heard anypony sneaking up behind her with a chloroform soaked cloth in  their hand...

Just as she was admiring the cover art, she felt a wet cloth covering her face as a muscular arm pinned down her wings and arms.  She had not heard or smelled anything out of the ordinary.  Her wild struggles to get loose only caused her to inhale the sweet vapors from the cloth deeply.  Looking in her peripheral vision, she saw a keythong appear from apparently nowhere as he pulled off some kind of invisibility cloak.  In fact, she could see the talons holding her fading back into invisibility as they went behind her.

'They never bothered doing that with Princess Pauline Palomino,' she thought as she grew weak and sleepy.

Her hearing was fading even as she heard one of them say, "The Princess has been taken.  With the Sack of Invisibility, they'll never..."

She couldn't hear any more, and then she was asleep less than a minute later.  Her head went limp, falling back against the chest of the one holding her still.

...

"So did Miss Amore amuse you, Sir Macintosh?" asked Gold Talon as the two of them emerged cleaned and dressed from the suite's guest room.

"Oh indeed," he replied, "So much that ah may wanna just buy her offa'yer claws and make her mah Mistress," he replied with a wink.  He wondered if Pussy Amore might be smiling as she stood to his rear right side.

"Oh, she's so well behaved, trained and attractive," he replied, "I'm sure her contract would cost more gold that it could possibly be worth to you."

"So ya would sell it fer the right price?"

"Certainly," he replied, "But I thought you ponies had something against contractual slavery."

"It ain't slavery, just long term contractual employment with side benefits."

"It's interesting how the so-called civilized nations love to mince words in order to avoid calling another being their slave."

"Well that there is just a bit more edumacated than little ole meh can understand."

"So I can consider part of your investment as a downpayment on Miss Amore's contract?"

"A-yup."

"Well until the full payment is received, she stays with me.  But I promise I won't sell her to any other being in the meantime."

"An that all is totally fair."

"Once the gold of the other investors has been used to buy the supplies we need, I expect it will only be a week or so before I've concluded business with the dog mine, returned here and be ready to split the profits with all of the investors."

"That all sounds like a quick turnaround."

"Indeed.  That's the beauty of this deal."

He turned to Pussy, took her talons in his hands and said, "Until we meet again there, sugar-cube."

"I eagerly look forward to servicing you again, My Lord," she replied with a curtsey.

"In fact, ah'm thinking of havin mah wifey join us fer an excitin three-way."

"You're wife would allow that?" asked Gold Talon behind him.

"Shore. We've already had three ways.  Some of them were even with ah Princess of Equestria."

"Oh? And what Pri..."

"Don't ask meh to say who.  It's mah duty as a Knight ta protect the honor and reputation of noble mareladies."

Gold Talon said "I see" even as Pussy Amore smiled at him.

"I shall be here in the hotel all week," he said as he released her talons and walked towards the door passing Oddball along the way.