Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Snails was nervous.  Very nervous.  He was about to be introduced to Diamond Tiara's father as her steady stallionfriend and possible future husband, after all.  But with a tailored suit from Queen Sombrarity herself and a quick makeover, he did look like a million bits.  Her reassuring smile also seemed to make it all worthwhile as well.

Was Snips doing better with Silver Spoon's father?  He would have to find out later.  But it was decided that they should be introduced to their parents separately to make them look more... legit.  He glanced over to the bushes at the corner of the house to make sure that Tails had his tail, and he was still there.

The door slowly opened as he heard somestallion speaking, "Blah bla blah bla blah ba blah?"

"Yes dearest Father," she replied evenly, "My etiquette training under Queen Sombrarity is going most delightfully."

"Blah bla blah bla blah ba blah?"

"This young stallion?" she asked as she glanced at him, "He his my steady stallionfriend.  I met him during out training.  He is... surely the best stallion for me in Ponyville."  She then sighed as she stared into his eyes.

"Blah bla blah bla blah ba blah?"

"He's Snails."

"Blah bla blah bla blah ba blah."

"Oh, he's being taken on as a apprentice to Queen Sombrarity.  He's being trained in the fine art of being a true gentlestallion.  I'm sure that he'll fit in with all of your high society shindigs.  Please give our union your blessing, dearest father."  She reached over and took his hand into hers.

"I promise I'll always respect my sweet Diamond Tiara," he agreed, "her parents, and any foals we should have together down the line.  With Queen Sombrarity's help, I'm sure I'll be able to keep her in the manner of living that she deserves."

There was a brief pause before he replied, "Blah bla blah bla blah ba blah."

"Oh thank you, dearest father," she said, "I'm sure he'll be the son you never had as much as the husband I've always needed."

"Blah bla blah bla blah ba blah?"

"As much as I'd like to, I'm still getting lessons about etiquette in a situation like that.  Would it be alright to set that off until next week, kind sir?"

He nodded.

"Oh thank you so much," he replied, "I surely want to appear my best for someone as important as you and your household."

She smiled as she added, "And I'm also not quite done with her etiquette training, so I should be living at her new residence for another week or so.  The servants there are most delightful while they address my every need."

So daddy hugged her tight, released her, and then closed the door.  The two smiled at each other as they started their walk back to the new branch of the Golden Oak Library.

...

Twilight disrobed before stepping into Sombrarity's bathing room.  It was a glorious affair with golden fixtures and a heavy zinc-lined marble tub suitable for four adults.  Faucets in each corner looked like gold versions of her, Celestia, Luna and Cadance.  She could see Celestia 'spitting' water into the tub even as she looked.  The detail was immaculate in their nude glory even down to the smallest details of their nipples and mareslits.

What took her aback was the fact that Prince Blueblood was in the tub with the Queen, and judging by the way she was bouncing up and down on top of his submerged loins, surely riding his stallionhood for all she was worth.

"Perhaps I have come at a bad time indeed," she said, "I shall return..."

"Nonsense dahling!" she panted, "We're almost finished..."  She paused to let out a long moan even as they both seemed to tense up.  It was clear that she was cumming even as he was blowing his wad into her.  She even stopped so that she remained pressed against his loins.

"Good evening, Princess," he said with a smile, "I promised Queen Rarity that I'd only make love with her, but she insisted we bath together as some sort of bonding experience.  By the way, how are things with you, Big Macintosh and the giraffe lady?"

"Her sweet name is Jifar," she said, "A wonderful mare by far."

"Well I suppose they all must be if you're effectively in a polygamous wedding arrangement with them."

She stood just high enough that Twilight could see his rigid stallionhood pop out from Sombrarity's mareslit before she settled back down into the soapy oil-scented bath water.  Then she gestured for Twilight to join them in the tub.  Awkwardly walking over, she slipped into the tub besides the one she once knew as Rarity.

"I must admit that your new... body... has a certain exotic beauty to it," he sighed as her breasts just seemed to float on the water besides Sombrarity's.  "But with all due respect, the Queen here is surely the fairest one of all."

"While you surely are of studly fare," she replied, "I shall not get between you and this mare."

"Well I should warn you my dear," whispered Sombrarity into her ear, "As Queen, I always get what I want.  What I want is... you.  I'm sure the Prince won't mind if we should have a little fun together in the bath.  It will give him something to think about over dinner... and I'm sure for you as well.  But since we're no longer bound by the Elements of Harmony, I want to make sure that we remain bound marefriends... in other ways."  She then began to pull Twilight's head closer as she gave a good long wet lick to the Princess' horn.

She shivered and swallowed hard as her long red tongue played over her horn.

"I would surely never deny my Queen anything," he said as he looked at the two of them playing before him, "Even if you had a harem of a hundred mares and I couldn't lay a finger on a single one, I'd still be deliriously happy as long as we're together."

"Hundreds?" she replied as she paused in her licks, "No.  A dozen or so?  We shall see about that, dear Prince."

Twilight found herself panting with each lick.  Somehow, Sombrarity just seemed to know how to drive her crazy.  Then she took about the upper half of her horn into her mouth and began erotically sucking it like a popsicle.  She saw his arm moving in the water as if he was pleasuring himself even as he looked on, and then she slowly closed her eyes so she could focus on the incredible feeling radiating from her horn throughout her body.  She felt relieved that while she was getting turned on by her old friend, that she felt no particular need to include the Prince in the proceedings.

...

Dan paced the floor back and forth between Spike and Bakabaka.  He was venting, after all.

"AH!" he moaned, "Of all the things that could have happened to me, why should my place be one of the few places in ALL of Ponyville that wasn't restored with the others?!  It's part of the plot against me, I tell you!!"

"Oh come on," replied Spike, "The Queen has already agreed to allow you to stay here with us as long as you need to.  I bet being fed by royal chefs and pampered by us will surely make up for anything you're going to miss back at your place.  With Snips, Snails and Tails coming by, you'll hardly miss your old place at all."

"And that's just what they WANT me to think!!" he replied angrily.

Bakabaka stepped up and hugged him.  "While as long as you wish to be here and stay," she said softly, "I shall make sure that all turns out okay."

"I suppose," he sighed, "After all, I suppose you would have tried something against me if you were part of... the Plot to Rule Equestria from the Shadows."

The Fluffle Puff danced across the floor to faceplant in front of him as Chryssie watched and sighed from the doorway.

"I don't have to share a room with these two, do I?"

"Unless you wish to make it so," she replied, "Your room is yours as far as I know."

"Oh yeah," said Spike, "There's enough room for every guest of the Queen to have their own pad."  He leaned closer and added, "And besides, you aren't the only one who didn't get your place restored..."

As if on cue, the mailmare known as Derpy Hooves crashed through the glass window and plowed face first into the fluff of the Fluffle Puff.

"There's her for one.  And then there's the ones here to be monitored, observed and trained to be respectable in society."

Nightmare Moon came into the room past Chryssie as Nightmare Luna and Nightmare Rarity followed along at her hooves.

"How's it shaking, Princess Luna?"

"We hope that one day, we'll be worthy to be addressed as such once more," she sighed, "But until then, Equestria must believe that we are at a retreat far away from here.  They must believe that our sweet big sister is once again managing the sun and the moon on her own.  We must mask our presence from dreams even as we manage them."

"Oh sweet sister," replied Nightmare Luna, "We must stop our simpering and crush the foals that..."

"OH SHUT IT!!" growled Spike, and she did.  It was nice that he could control her though the collar about her throat.  He then walked over to hug the once and future Luna as he added, "I'm sure that you'll be completely... set right... before you even know it.  You'll be back to your regal self and over Nightmare Moon... forever, this time.  Twilight and I promise."

"Thank you, Master Spike," she replied, "Your words give us confidence... and joy."

Then she glanced at the pile of pink fluff and feathers even as Chryssie jumped on as well.

"It's lucky this place was made so that it repairs itself," he said as he watched the window almost organically growing back into a state of wholeness before his very eyes.  "Although I think someponies are going to test that by accident or... on purpose."

"You can't prove nothing!" snapped Dan.

He simply blinked as Spike and Bakabaka bust out laughing out loud.

...

Meanwhile, back at the farm...

...

Big Mac moaned as he gripped Jifar's motherly hips and drove his throbbing cock into her hot and wet mareslit over and over.  "YEE-HAW!!" he called with delight.   She laid on her back this time so he could see her teasing her own nipples as he banged her from the end of their bed.  But he stopped his thrusts into her as he suddenly began to sniffle, and then sneezed with a mighty "AHHH-CHOOO!!"  He paused to scratch his nose as he said, "Ah hope I ain't coming down with something, sugar-cube."

"While this seems to be no bug nor flu," she replied as she looked into his eyes, "Perhaps someone does speak of you?"

"Ah hope they's speakin well of us then," he sighed as he went back to mating with her energetically.

"If it involves the Goddess I know," she panted, "Then surely it must be so."

"Ah reckon so," he replied, "Ah wonder when Miss Fluttershy is gonna come by and get the Cake's foals back?"

"Sure all there is to say," she answered, "is that it should be any day.  While I mind not feeding them my motherly milk, they should be back with their kin and ilk."

"An ah know it's just so awful nice of ya ta do that fer them," he panted as he looked back into her eyes.  "Ah just hope that sweet Miss Fluttershy can find herself a mate that's good enough fer her."

"Even though that's no longer you," she replied, "I surely wish the best for her too."

He looked down at her cutie mark and how it was just like his own before he replied, "Yer the most beautiful wife ah ever done see.  Surely ya'll is the best mare fer little ole me."

She simply smiled at how we was imitating her language and accent.