Big Macintosh's Big Fat Wedding

Big Macintosh's Big Fat Wedding

by neorenamon

Celestia awoke in a place clearly that wasn't her own. In fact, she felt like she was laying in sand. But something warm and wet was lapping at her pussy from between her legs even as she lay on her back. Her wings were snapped open shivering with a sleep wingboner. Slowly, she opened her eyes to find she was looking at the wings and back of Rainbow Dash even as the pegasus-dog was using her broad wet tongue to lap at the alicorn's pussy. Dash was on her hands and knees in the sand as Celestia's legs were spread around her.

"Ya royal types like ta sleep in don't'cha?" asked a familiar gravelly dog's voice. It seemed that he was standing somewhere behind her, and yet she felt like she was somehow prevented from just turning her head and looking that way.

Dash paused to look up into her eyes as she could see the shiny new control collar along with the old one about Dash's neck.

"Don't bother trying ta answer me yet," he replied to his own question, "I ain't gave ya permission yet."

Celestia reached up to touch something about her neck. It was gold and had pearls in its settings, and she was sure it was the most expensive control collar the Diamond Dog Shaman had ever manufactured. After all, a common dog collar about the throat of a Princess would surely set off alarms all over the place. But something so obviously expensive and exquisite surely wouldn't.

"Yer probably wondering why I had my old pet here knock you out, stuff you in an invisibility sack and bother to portal you all the way over here just so I can gawk at yer nekkid... I mean speak to ya about matters ya might not think is so important over here."

Actually, Celestia did.

"Word has come through my spy network is that ya has been having... private little talks shall we say?.. with that there Auric Gold Talon. We would not be pleased if you were to come ta some... private deal with them griffons knowing that we are the ones who have ta live within yer borders and not tha likes of dem."

Celestia would have had something to say if she had permission to speak. But she was panting softly because of the renewed effects of Dash's tongue lapping at her hot and wet pussy again.

"But don't worry yer pretty little head bout us dogs tryin ta dictate daily terms to the Crown of Equestria," he continued, "But we just want to make sure that ya ain't makin no shady deals at our expense over here."

She could feel a few more pairs of smaller breasts against her back and wings as a bitch placed her arms about Celestia's sides. There was another warm tongue, lips and sharp teeth as she began to nibble at the white alicorn's throat from the side.

"But as long as yer here, it won't be said we dogs don't know how ta treat some big time bitch like you. I won't let any of my warriors have their way with you considering we don't want any more... unwanted notice... so just relax and go with it."

Celestia was beginning to feel just a little smothered as another bitch crawled up from the other side and began licking broadly at the sides and nipple of the breast that was closer to her. She was getting hot and bothered as all of the attention and teasing was being laid on her.

...

Big Macintosh regretted that he had to tie his wife to her bed so securely while she was unconscious, but he was afraid she would hurt somepony otherwise until he figured what was done to her earlier. She definitely didn't feel like herself when she tried to stab him. Her speech seemed all wrong as well after he had a few minutes to reflect on what she had said. It was like she was using somepony else's voice entirely. He also had to use two layers of gag on her, as he didn't wish to have to explain anything more to the staff of the dog's hotel.

"Somepony all is gonna pay fer this, sweetums," he promised as he gazed on her peacefully sleeping form. Then he covered her up with the sheets so that it wouldn't look suspicious to somepony if they just peeked in the door or window to see what was going on within the room. Then he kissed Jifar on her cheek before he slipped quietly into the hallway and locked up the door behind him.

"Are you alright, Sir Macintosh?" asked Spike quietly as he pretended to casually walk by.

"Ah will beh if'n I ever find out what all happened with mah sweet wife and Miss Gilda," he replied casually.

"Agent P-L thinks Gilda was somehow charmed while she was looking over Jifar," he said as he slowed his steps and looked out the hallway window, "So it's not unreasonable to think something similar was done to your wife."

"Wasn't she all under dog control there for a while?" asked B-M as he straightened his tie. He wasn't used to wearing suits so much since his informal wedding ceremony to Jifar back in Canterlot.

"We are sure that the dog's influence has been fully removed at this time," replied Spike as he appeared to squint at something in the distance, "It's not the same kind of influence this time either. We're doing our best to figure out exactly what happened to the two of them even as we speak."

"Ah appreciate it."

"But we did find a few small griffoniness feathers while we were taking Gilda to a secure location," he continued, "and we suspect that..."

"Auric Gold Talon is somehow mixed up in all this," interrupted Big Mac.

"That's what we're thinking right now," agreed Agent S-D.

"Ah feel ah owe him fer this."

"Gold Talon will be brought to justice if that's what called for," he continued, "This is not a matter of personal vengeance. Don't make an international incident that could bother Equestria and it's relations for decades with Germaneigh."

"Alright," he answered, "Ah won't do nuthin... rash."

"We'll get back to you as soon as we know more," said Spike softly as he resumed walking down the hallway.