Big Macintosh's Big Fat Wedding

Big Macintosh's Big Fat Wedding

by neorenamon

Celestia's head throbbed as she sat up in bed. She was sore in several places and couldn't quite figure out why. Glancing out the balcony, she noticed the moon was still high in the sky. It seemed that Luna was up and performing her own royal duties. But she was parched and needed something to refresh herself. She sat up and looked about. Scratching herself, her fingers brushed across something on her motherly breast. The piercing made her nipple tingle as her fingertips ran into it. She wondered when she got it, and just how sober she was at the time.

Like the time she woke up with Twilight Sparkle's cutie mark tattooed on her "camel toe". Fortunately, she was able to remove that little embarrassment before Luna noticed it in the bath. She feared that little sister never would have let her live that little thing down if she had noticed it.

She wished that she could only remember what brought her into that state. Then she noticed that a book was just under one of her flank cheeks. The book was laying open face down against the sheets. Pulling it up, she noticed that she must have fallen asleep reading her guilty little book. She looked at the top paragraph of the first page she saw.

Princess Pauline was finally free from the ravages of the Foot Long Squad, even though not one of them was actually less than 18 inches. Screwed by seven, she had cum seven times, and felt every one of them in her tender pussy. It was almost a miracle that she was able to cut the ropes binding her wrists on the rough edge of the wooden bedframe while the studly mercenaries were away drinking and bragging about their various 'conquests' of the Princess' totally hot body.

All she had to do was slip out the bedroom window without any of them detecting her. All she had to do was get down the private beach to another pony's bungalow and she would surely be saved. She just thought about the studly Prince that was waiting for her back home. The one she hoped more than anything would come for her on his snow white charger. But she had to bite her lip when her nipple piercings got caught on the window sill and gave them an unexpected jerk.

Looking back tensely, the Princess was relieved to not hear anything more than a belch down the way from the front room. They hadn't heard her, so she resumed her escape. It was a shame that she couldn't even find a hanky to cover herself with, but she was sure that whatever pony she came across would surely understand her need to escape more than her need to keep herself modestly covered.

Celestia turned and set her legs over the side of the bed as she continued to read.

As she tumbled into the pure white sand outside the window, she rolled to her hands and knees as she scrambled away from the building. The sand seemed to be just too loud for her tastes, but no alarms were coming from within. She retreated into the night away from the lamps at the sides of the porch, the only lights that were shining into the shadows. The way her nipples were dragged through the sand beneath her was not distracting enough to make her stand as of yet. She crawled over the dune through the tall beach grass, and when her nipple piercings got snagged on that, she realized it was time to stand up. Biting her lip to keep from crying out was making her lower lip sore.

She stood panting as she rubbed her sore nips, and wished she could have the paralysis spell that kept her wings from moving removed so that she could just fly away for assistance. After all, she wasn't used to spending so much time actually running. It wasn't considered... seemly... for Royalty to move so. In fact, she barely managed to avoid a faceplant in the sand as her hooves shuffled through the loose sand.

But she saw hope. A brightly colored hut coming into her view over the next sand bar. Surely she was about to be saved at last.

The anticipation of being caught yet again made the Princess hot. She absentmindedly rubbed her pussy as she wonder just how drunk she was getting her netherlips pierced. She couldn't quite remember getting them, but she knew that she was supposed to have them. Gold was her metal, after all.

CHAPTER 30: Magical Mystery... Sure.

Panting from her jog, she came up to the front door. She rested her hands on her knees and panted as she gathered her reserves to knock. After a moment of regaining her breath, she reached up and knocked daintily. She waited a moment and then knocked again.

Slowly the door opened to reveal a busty maiden. Her hide, mane and tail were all as black as the void. Her long straight shiny mane fell over her shoulders like a cloak. Even her eyes seemed to be black holes in the whites of her eyes. Her lips were large, pouting and stained... wow, there seems to be a theme here.

She smirked at the occasional snark inserted into the story by the author themselves. It seemed that they had trouble taking their own smut seriously at times. One of the more endearing traits that ran through the whole series of novels.

Her huge tits had massive black nipples were pierced on all four sides with small black pearls. Both of them. But what struck the Princess more than all that was the blood red tattoo on her moose knuckle. Two red symbols of womanhood linked together in unity as a small star shone in the center of both. They were framed between two wings, one bat and one feathered. Then she noticed that the mystery mare also had wings: One leathery and one feathered.

"MORGAN LE FELL?!" she asked in disbelief. Yes, she was looking into the eyes of Megan Le Fell, the Mistress of the 'Hot Lesmarians of Starswirl the Fillyspanker'. A dark and mysterious group of unicorn mares all dedicated to the dark arts led by their hybrid pegasus Mistress with immense magical skill.

"I guess this isn't just your night, Princess," she purred as she reached out and tweaked a sore nipple.

The Princess wanted to scream. She wanted to flee. But the flash she felt from her nipple to her toes told her she was just enchanted. She couldn't control her own body any more. Her mind just wasn't working right at all.

"Come Princess," she purred as she pulled on Pauline's nipple, "I have some very naughty mares you just have to meet."

Helpless to resist, she followed behind the enchanting mysterious hybrid pegasus mare. It was only time before...

Then a wet cloth was clamped over Celestia's face from behind yet again. It seemed all to familiar to have a strong arm pinning both of her own arms and wings with a single motion. The little book fell from her jerking fingers. She was starting to get used to the panicked inhaling of sweet fumes as she looked about. There was a paw holding the cloth over her face. A blue paw.

"I guess this just isn't your night, Princess," purred Rainbow Dash as the Princess slipped into a deep sleep.