Author's Note
Please note the following before reading this:
This is my first fan fiction. I apologize in full if it is sub-par. Polite criticism is always appreciated. I've noticed that there are a lot of stories on Fimfiction that use the format of "a second person, ReaderXCelestia clop story", so I am sincerely sorry if this story does not stand out among the crowd.
-This story was originally intended to be released a long while ago, but things happened. That is why you're getting a Christmas story in late January.
-Despite this story taking place in a canon-based anthropomorphic Equestria, Christmas is celebrated by the characters. This is a bit of a creative liberty, and I apologize in full if anybody is turned off by it.
-This story very briefly features and incidental OC. This character appears for a very short time, and is only present due to the absence of a canon character that could have been placed in its role. My sincerest apologies for this.
It is not Christmas
It is a frigid, windswept evening in Canterlot, Equestria. Freezing cold gusts of wind repeatedly sweep through the snow-coated city's landscape, and glistening crystals of the aforementioned essence fall unto the city's streets in a seemingly formulaic pattern. The temperatures dip into the low twenties. Luna's moon has already taken it's perch in the sky above Canterlot, dropping the already bitter temperatures into a death-bearing low. Any sane being would be locked inside of their homes on a night such as this, contently sipping warm tea beside a blazing fire.
You, however, are far from sane.
You find yourself absently exploring an upscale shopping district in the middle of Canterlot, giving occasional, yet brief glances through some of the prestigious stores' display glasses. You are clad in an all-too-thin hooded sweatshirt and a pair of worn bluejeans, forcing yourself to combat the chilling cold around you. One would think that having a complete and utter death wish would be the only plausible reason for someone like you to be out on a night as bitter as this. However, you have a fairly reasonable purpose for being in such a position. The question is, just what is that purpose?
Well, simple. The current date is two days from Christmas, and you work as Princess Celestia's personal consultant on decision making matters.
This career, obtained after you had impressed the princess while waiting her table at a Canterlot eatery, entails you to supply your honest input on any matter that Celestia requests it on. Any choices, ranging from ones as simple as what shoes Celestia should wear on any given day, to ones as complex as whether or not she should wage war against a neighboring colony, could be drastically altered by your input. As such, you are always sure that you answer in the most honest way possible.
This brings us to the holiday season's relevance in this equation. As you hold a career that entails you to maintain a friendly relationship with Princess Celestia, you try your damnedest to do just that. To your knowledge, your efforts have been successful. You and your princess act towards each other with a level of friendliness and comfort that most beings could only wish to have with her. The two of you can share casual discussions, friendly outings, and even the occasional dining session without feeling the slightest bit awkwardness or uncomfortableness. Because of this well-established relationship, you feel as if you can comfortably present your princess with a gift for the holidays. This is where your issue lies. What kind of a gift would be suitable for a royal such as Princess Celestia?
Well, that is a subject that you can't help but find yourself hopelessly pondering. Just what could pass as a fitting gift for Celestia? You had considered several different options, ruling most of them out for varying reasons, before arriving at your current destination. You had considered purchasing her a bottle of outrageously expensive perfume, but had discarded this idea due to the cliche and somewhat plebeian nature of the gift. You had also considered purchasing her a box of gourmet chocolates, but had disregarded this idea for it's own reasons. Celestia is commonly accused of enjoying unhealthy sweets a bit too much for her royal status, a claim that you do not wish to perpetuate.
So, you've hit a rough spot. It seems as if none of the gifts that you would normally present to a close friend are acceptable for Celestia. By this point, you have almost hit the tip of Canterlot's prestigious shopping district. Your options seem to be entirely exhausted. In addition to this, the bitter cold around you appears to have begun taking it's toll on you. You can feel your arms shivering as the weight of your sweatshirt seems to lose it's warmth. The temperature must have dropped even more. You should probably retreat back to Canterlot palace. However, turning around and walking back to the palace at your current physical state seems like a relatively bad idea. You will most likely collapse before you can make it back. You need to warm up a bit before you set out for the palace.
Without a second thought, you retreat into the nearest store on the street. Only intending to warm yourself up for a few moments, you do not bother reading the store's display sign. Not knowing anything about the store that you have entered, you begin assessing your surroundings. You are surrounded by extravagant, showy dresses and outfits, all bestowed upon sickeningly thin mannequins. You seem to have entered a high-scale clothing store. Before you can come to any more conclusions about the area around you, you are surprised by what sounds like a nearby door opening. You turn your head in the direction of this sound.
You are greeted with the sight of a mildly tall, grotesquely thin mare of emerald coloration. Her mane boats an iridescent combination of lime green and celadon hues, and is flared in a seemingly gelled manner. The mare is clad in a dark blue sweater and a pair of crimson trousers. Her face lights up upon her seeing you.
"Oh, my stars!" The mare shouts, a smile growing over her face. "A customer! I was just about to close up shop for the night! Welcome to Emerald Green's Highest-Class Boutique! What brings you here, stranger?"
The mare's voice is surprisingly southern-sounding for a being who resides in the upper crust of Canterlot. Disregarding this, you inform the mare that you have only entered her store for a momentary escape from the outside cold. You then apologize for getting her hopes up for nothing.
"Ah, it's fine, stranger. I should'a known that nopony would be coming in my store at this time of night." She replies, nonchalantly flicking her wrist. "Say, what are you doing out on a night like this, anyways? You'll catch your death."
You give a sigh at the notion of the mare referring to you as a pony, before informing her of your intentions. You tell her that you had been out with the intention of buying a gift for a close friend. You avoid mentioning Celestia's name, as most ponies are quick to accuse you of fabricating a story whenever you bring up your relationship with the Princess.
"A friend, huh?." The mare says, her voice shifting into a somewhat slick tone. "Maybe I could help you with that. What's this friend like? Is it a colt, a stallion, a filly, a mare, what?"
It figures that this mare would immediately disregard her care for your safety upon the opportunity for a sale making itself apparent. Regardless, you are completely out of ideas for gifts to present Celestia with, so perhaps something from an upscale boutique may be just what you have been looking for. You inform the mare, apparently named Emerald Green, according to the greeting that she had given you, that the mare who you intend to present a gift to is a tall, thin mare with... "Gifted proportions".
"Ooh, my! Gifted proportions! Is this mare a love interest of yours?" Emerald jests, earning a sharp "No!" from you. "Ha, I'm just playing. That's something I like to do with my customers. I think that I have a few outfits that would be right for a mare like what you described." Emerald turns around, and begins flicking her wrist in a manner that signals you to follow her. "Come with me."
Emerald Green then proceeds to exit the room through the door that she had entered from. Following her instructions, you proceed to follow her into the room. Once you do, you are immediately taken back by what you see. The back room of the boutique is filled to the brim with extremely showy and extravagant dresses and ensembles, all varying in color, size, and flair. These dresses appear to be of much higher quality than that of the store's main room, as they boast noticeably better stitching and seemingly high-quality fabric. Each dress is bestowed upon a different mannequin, most of which having similar physique to Celestia. Some of the dresses, particularly ones of white, red, and pink coloration, seem like perfect gifts to present Celestia with. Curious as to why such magnificent outfits are put away in the back of the store, you ask Emerald why they are placed as they are.
"Well, these are the dresses that I save for special occasions. Things like weddings and dinner parties." She elaborates. "But I can tell that you're in need of a great dress for a great mare, so I can sell you one."
You wholeheartedly thank her, before turning to the collection of mannequins that don the gorgeous ensembles. After browsing for a few moments, you find an outfit that seems just right for Celestia. A long, white dress that almost resembles a wedding gown. The dress is adorned in artistically placed, technicolor floral patters. The outfit's top boasts a low cut-off point, which leaves most of it's mannequin's collar area and shoulders entirely exposed. You are sure that Celestia will not mind this. Pleased with your selected outfit, you turn to Emerald and tell her that you have made your choice.
"Fantastic! That dress is one of my personal favorites." She says, smiling. "Now, that'll be 3,455 bits."
Your eyes fly open at this demand. Taken back by Emerald's sudden and unexpected change in character, you immediately tell the thought-to-be kind mare that that price is outrageous.
"You're in Canterlot, and this is my private collection. Did you think that beauty would come cheap?" Emerald replies, her voice empty and stern.
This sudden change in Emerald Green's character forces a sigh over you. True, you have more than enough bits to cover this price, as you are employed at Canterlot Palace in a high-up position, but it's the concept of paying that much on a single item that irks you. Regardless, you know that this is your last option for a gift to present Celestia with, so you are forced to give in to Emerald's demands. You reach into your pocket, and pull out your wallet. You ask Emerald if she can take a check.
"I would prefer one, yes." She replies, putting a hand out.
You give a sigh, pull out your check book, and begin signing Emerald Green a check for the obscenely high value of 3,455 bits.
--|--
A good, single hour has passed since your purchase at Emerald Green's boutique. After the mare had forced you to pay an obscenely high price for a single dress, she was surprisingly kind enough to lend you a worn winter jacket so that you could safely return to Canterlot Palace. Saying that you could return it at your own convenience, Emerald Green sent you off with a pleasant smile and a friendly attitude. True, it didn't make up for her absurd pricing, but it was pleasant to have met a mare with a somewhat hospitable attitude.
The dress that you had purchased being hidden away in a white gift box, you now find yourself contently reentering the palace that you call your home. After you have been granted access to the palace by it's dedicated guard staff, you begin setting out for your bed chamber so that you may wrap Celestia's gift. This, however, will be a difficult task, as your bedroom is located through a hallway that rests behind Celestia's throne room. This means that you will have to pass through Celestia's throne room, and potentially Celestia herself, without revealing your gift to her. Thank Faust that Emerald had put the dress inside of a concealed gift box.
As you open the door to Celestia's throne room, you hope to all of the Equestrian deities that you worship that Celestia has already gone to sleep. However, the voice that you hear upon entering the room serves to abolish your hopes.
"Ah, consultant! Good to see you!" You hear Celestia's familiar voice cheerily shout. "I thought that you had left for the night. We had no idea where you were."
It is an incredibly upbringing sight to see Celestia reacting so pleasantly and happily to your presence. It is less pleasant to know that she is sitting atop her throne, with you and your gift for her in full sight. Regardless, you turn around to face the Princess. She is adorned in a bright red dress with a white collar and a decorative dark grey belt. She is very clearly caught up in the holiday season, and is dressed accordingly. You greet your princess with an awkward chuckle, before thanking her for her care, and informing her that you had been out shopping. You give her no further details.
"Shopping for what? A gift for somepony?" She asks, playfully. "Is that what's in your arms?"
Your heart skips a beat. Celestia is very clearly aware of the box that is being cradled in your arms. You give another awkward laugh, before giving an affirmative "Yeah".
"Ooh, my! Who is it a gift for? A family member? A friend?" Celestia pesters, interested in what you are toting. You remain silent through these questions, not wanting to hint her in on what you are carrying. Not to your surprise, though, the princess figures it out for herself. She gasps. "Oh, my! It's a gift for me, isn't it?"
You give a defeated sigh, before guiltily nodding your head. You feel as if you have failed to fulfill some sort of moral obligation by revealing to Celestia that you have purchased her a gift.
"Dear me, how thoughtful! You didn't have to get me a gift." Celestia says, her voice passionate. "I'm touched that you'd be willing to spend your own money on me." You continue nodding your head, still feeling as if you have failed in some way. "Well, since you've revealed this to me, I feel comfortable telling you a secret of my own." Your head instinctively turns towards Celestia at this statement. "I've purchased you a gift, as well. A bit of a 'thank you', for you always being there to answer my inquiries."
...Oh. This is a surprise. You are not entirely sure what to say in reaction to this. You could mention that you are incredibly humbled over Celestia thinking that you are worthy enough to present a gift to. You could also tell Celestia that she did not have to get you a gift, and that you are touched that she was willing to do so. Ergo, you do both.
"Oh, it's really no trouble. It was a very..." Celestia hesitates. "Simple gift to put together. Regardless, I put a lot of passion into it." Thinking nothing of these claims, you once again thank Celestia for being willing to purchase you a gift. "It was really no trouble at all. Say, since we both know that we have gifts for each other, why don't we exchange them tomorrow night?"
A Christmas Eve gift exchange? Seems a bit strange, as gifts are typically exchanged on Christmas morning. Regardless, you're never one to defy your princess. You tell her that that would be fine, before asking her what time.
"Let's meet at about eleven, tomorrow night. We can exchange gifts in the castle lounge." Celestia says, after a bit of consideration.
This statement serves to take you back, a bit. Canlterlor Palace's castle lounge is a room that does not get much use. Originally built as a break room for the palace guards, the room is constructed much like any lounge. A fireplace, a comforting and cozy wallpaper design, a coffee table and a few lounge chairs, et cetera. The castle staff has stopped using this room after they had unanimously realized that it was built incredibly far into the palace, and that it was far too out of the way for any pony to consider retreating to on a temporary break. It is certainly not a kind of room that you would expect Celestia to enter. Disregarding this, you tell Celestia that these terms are acceptable.
"Fantastic! I look forward to exchanging gifts with you." Celestia says, cheerily. "I can promise you that you will be able to hold my gift with you for a very long time..."
You nod and thank Celestia once again, before informing her that you to get to sleep.
"Ah, yes. I should probably do the same. Sleep well, human." She says, before teleporting away, likely to her own bedroom.
Feeling satisfied the exchange that you have just shared with Celestia, you begin setting out for your bedroom. Tonight's rest will most likely be a pleasant one, as Celestia's kind words and friendly attitude were more than enough to put you in a positive mood. There is one thing that you can not help but consider, however. When Celestia had told you that you will be able to "Hold her gift with you", her tone of voice sounded somewhat... Off. It was slick and smooth, and almost... Seductive. You quickly force yourself to desregard these thoughts. Celestia is your employer, your friend, and (most importantly) an anthropomorphic horse. She would never consider doing anything of lecherous intent with you.
Right?
--|--
Approximately 22 hours have passed since your exchange with Celestia. The time is ten fifty-five in the evening, exactly five minutes before Celestia had scheduled for you and her to exchange gifts. The day is Christmas Eve. Your day has been spent with friendly activities and close celebrations with friends and the few family members that you have in Equestria with you. After having attended a Christmas Eve party at a close friend's home, a quiet gift exchange with your close friend and employer, Celestia, sounds more than relaxing. Since yesterday, you have carefully wrapped and signed your gift for Celestia in showy red and green wrapping paper. You are ready to present it to her.
You begin setting out for Celestia's throne room, so that you may escort her to the castle lounge. The walk from your your bedroom to Celestia's throne room will only take about two minutes, as only a single hallway separates the two, but you can cover the rest of the time on your walk to the castle lounge. As you enter Celestia's throne room, however, a dent is put in your plans. Celestia is, in fact, not present in her throne room. This is a bit of a let down, as you had hoped that you could discuss your Christmas Eve with Celestia as the two of you walked to the castle lounge. Regardless, you figure that it is only right to investigate.
After a bit of searching around, you find what resembles a note spread across Celestia's throne. Scrawled on a piece of worn paper, the note appears to have been hurriedly etched. You waste no time reading it.
Dear human,
If you are reading this, I have already left for the Castle Lounge. It would be great if you could meet me there, as we had planned.
~Princess Celestia
Well, that explains Celestia's absence. Still, it's a bit surreal that she would retreat to the castle lounge without telling you beforehand. Regardless, you know that she has her motives. You set out for the castle lounge. The walk to the lounge will be a relatively long one, given the room's location relative to Celestia's throne room, but it shouldn't be taxing.
While you embark on the walk to the castle lounge, you decide that the best way to spend the trip is to consider the nature of the gift that Celestia has apparently brought it upon herself to purchase for you. With Celestia's title as the ruler of Equestria, her wealth, and her political standing, Celestia could feasibly obtain anything for anybody. This thought has you a bit excited for whatever Celestia could have ready to present you with. However, it was Celestia's promises of a "Simple gift that you would be able to hold with you" that has you truly excited. Perhaps Celestia has a more long lasting and heartfelt gift ready for you. Maybe a career promotion, or a pay raise. Either way, you will appreciate anything that Princess Celestia is willing to give you as a gift. After all, just how many members of her castle staff has she gone out of her way to present gifts to? Not many, you'd assume.
Well, in the time that it had taken you to contemplate this, the door to the castle lounge has come into your sights. The door, worn from neglect and under use, reinforces the notion of the lounge being a very little used room of the palace. After you have come into an arm's length of the door, you give the wooden barrier a knock. You then call out Celestia's name, so that you may see if she is actually inside of the room, or not. The voice that replies to your shout resolves this unsureness.
"Oh, human!" You hear Celestia's voice excitedly shout from inside of the room. "Come in, come in!"
Before you can try to enter, you see a familiar, light orange glow envelop the door's knob. You then hear what resembles a lock clicking. Clearly, Celestia had locked the door prior to your arrival, and had just used her magic to unlock it. Thinking nothing of this, and assuming that Celestia had only locked the door so that she would not be disturbed in her preparation of your gift, you nonchalantly open the door.
Upon the contents of the room entering your field of view, you are immediately entranced by what you see. The room's lights are entirely dimmed, leaving it's noticeably burning fireplace as it's only source of illumination. However, the fireplace only serves to illuminate a portion of the room, leaving it's corners and far sides vacant of light. Despite this, the fireplace coats the portion of the room that it does illuminate in a warm and somewhat cozy orange tint. It also serves to fill the room's air with an intoxicating scent that closely resembles that of freshly burning wood. In addition to this, the room's two reclining chairs are neatly placed on either side of a small coffee table, furthering the room's comforting and cozy nature. It's almost a shame to think that nobody regularly uses this room, given it's luxurious state. The only thing that strikes you as off about the room is the apparent absence of the being who had invited you to it to begin with. That, of course, being Celestia. Wondering just where she could be, you call her name.
"Yoo-hoo! Over here!" You hear Celestia's familiar voice shout from the side of the room.
Before you have a chance to even turn your head, you notice the fire that rests at the front of the room begin grow in both size and intensity. This, obviously being driven by Celestia's magic, causes the room to become fully illuminated. With the room now fully lit, you carelessly turn your head to the side of it that you had heard Celestia shout from.Once you do, you practically faint at the sight of what you are presented with.
What you are being presented with appears to be something that has been ripped directly from a madman's fever dream. Nobody... Nobody with a properly functioning mindset would ever begin imagining something that even slightly resembled the image that is currently in front of you. Despite this, however, it is still visible in front of you. Very much so, in fact. So, just what is this astounding image?
The image in front of is simple to describe, yet taboo to even begin contemplating. In front of you stands your refined, regal, and respected ruler, Princess Celestia, leaning against a far wall of the castle lounge. Her eyes are half lidded and suggestive, and a sultry smile is spread across her cheeks. The most notable thing about the scene, however, is Celestia's clothing. More so, her lack thereof. Celestia is clad in an all-too short crimson skirt with a white band across it's cut off point that serves to put her legs and most of her thighs on full display. Covering her chest is nothing more than a crimson red band that almost resembles a ribbon. Said band is tied in what almost resembles a bow knot, and appears to be lifting her breasts into an upwards and unnaturally tight-seeming position. Topping off Celestias garb, or lack thereof, is a completely decorative Santa Clause hat that rests atop her head, swaying upon her ever-flowing mane. Understandably taken back by this scene, and wondering just what Celestia could possibly be intending, you fearfully ask her what she is doing.
"Why," Celestia chuckles out, pulling herself away from her leaned position on the wall. "I'm presenting you with your gift, of course."
Struggling to form coherent sentences, you nervously ask Celestia just what she means by this.
"Well, consultant, allow me to explain." Celestia says, taking a step towards you. "I have been planning on getting you a gift for the holidays since early October. My struggle was in finding an appropriate gift for you. You are always there for me when I need you, and your input on situations helps relieve much of my stress that my career bestows upon me. I wanted to purchase you a gift that could accurately represent my appreciation for you. I had considered purchasing you one of those video game consoles that ponies your age seem to love so much, but had decided against it. It did not seem meaningful enough. After two months of pondering, I had conjured up a perfect gift. What gift could be more meaningful..." Celestia's voice distorts into a lustful and seductive tone. "...Than a gift of passion?"
You stammer uncontrollably as you desperately attempt to summon up a reasonable reaction to what you are being presented with. In short, Celestia has just revealed to you that she intends to have sex with you as a holiday gift. You could say a library worth of different things in this situation. You could tell her that you do not at all feel comfortable with this proposition, you could attempt to come up with an excuse and run off, you could tell her that you refuse to have sexual congress with an athropomorphic equine, et cetera. However, the necessary words continue to escape you. Before you can even attempt to form a coherent sentence, Celestia cuts you off,. Lifting one hand to her shoulder, and placing her other on her hip, your princess speaks up.
"You can open your gift, now." She says, smiling suggestively. "Careful... I'm quite fragile."
Your face reddens with blush and your begins beating out of your chest upon Celestia stating this. At this point, you've been driven completely speechless by the situation before you, and have lost the ability to even attempt forming words. Your eyes wide with shock and your face burning red, you instinctively take a step back. Celestia simply chuckles at this.
"Oh, my! Are you shy? That's adorable!" Celestia says, smiling in a sickeningly casual fashion. Her voice quickly distorts back to it's sensual tone. "Don't worry, I'll open your gift for you."
Before you can react to this, Celestia catches you off guard by carelessly taking hold of the bow knot that rests on the front of her chest. Without any sort of hesitation, Celestia pulls the bow away from her chest, thus releasing her breasts from their tight censor. After a brief bounce from the force of their fall, her breasts reenter their natural position. As much as you hate to admit it, Celestia truly does have perfect breasts. Their size and shape are just to your liking, and are topped off by perfectly pink areolae. To your own disdain, you cannot force yourself to pull your eyes off of Celestia's chest. Celestia seems to notice this. Your princess quickly places either of her upper arms on either side of her upper torso, before extending her forearms away. She then proceed to shake her torso back and forth, causing her breasts to violently swing with her motions. This action serves to pull you out of the hypnotic trance that Celestia's anatomy had put you in.
"You really seemed to enjoy looking at them." Celestia seductively says, before giving a light chuckle. "Would you like to feel them?"
Your heart practically explodes at this proposition. Finally being able to speak up, you give an instinctive "no", before taking another step backwards.
"Oh, don't be silly. Don't you want your gift?" Celestia asks in a seductive, pseudo-mocking voice. "Tell you what, I'll help you."
Your progress in taking more steps towards the castle lounge's door is halted by your own curiosity towards this statement. You hesitate. This hesitation will quickly become your downfall. For, before you can begin attempting to commit another action, you are given an unpleasant surprise. You see Celestia's horn begin glowing it's familiar bright orange glow. Very shortly after, you notice the same glow begin enveloping your leg. The glow quickly crawls up the rest of your body, before completely enveloping you. Scrambling to find words, you immediately ask Celestia what she is doing.
"I'm helping you claim your gift. What else would I be doing?" Celestia says, giving a mocking giggle. "Now, come over here and take what's yours!"
With this, Celestia begins using her magic to pull you towards her. Still reeling from the entire nature of the situation around you, you find yourself unable to put forth any sort of resistance. As you near Celestia, you feel what appears to be your arms being lifted in front of you, your consent being entirely absent. Your arms extended in front of you, you can only hold your breath and anticipate the inevitable as Celestia pulls you closer and closer to her body. After a few agonizingly slow seconds pass, you feel the palms of your forcibly open hands collide with Celestia's exposed chest.
Celestia chuckles in a lustful manner as she forces you to feel her large, sensitive breasts. After a few moments of completely motionless contact, Celestia strengthens her magical hold over you and causes you to begin motioning your arms in several directions, all while maintaining contact with her chest. This, in turn, causes her breasts to motion with your arms. Shortly after this, Celestia moves the applied strength of her magic towards your fingers, and causes you to begin repeatedly squeezing and groping her chest. She moans in an extremely lustful and pleasured fashion as this happens. Moments of this pass before Celestia finally speaks up.
"Oooh, that feels incredible..." Celestia says, her eyes lightly closed and her cheeks red with blush. "Aaaah... I-I can tell t-that you know your way around a mare's form."
Celestia seems to have forgotten that she is the one controlling your movements. Regardless, she certainly seems to be enjoying them. After a bit of time passes, Celestia appears to lose herself to her carnal desires. While still forcing you to make work of her breasts, Celestia motions one of her hands onto her upper stomach. From here, she begins steadily working her hand down the length of her body, until she has slipped it underneath her skirt. At this point, her moans begin growing in both passion and volume. You look down to see slight movement underneath Celestia skirt, accompanied by what appears to be a steady building of liquid on Celestia's inner thighs. So, in case you weren't paying attention, you are currently being forced to molest the chest of your thought-to-be prestigious ruler, all while she pleasures herself. This is... Not how you had anticipated you would spend your Christmas Eve.
Speaking of which, the situation at hand is far less pleasureful on your side of its spectrum. While Celestia appears to be having an absolutely grand time, you can only find yourself feeling uncomfortable and disturbed with what you are currently being forced to do. Understandable, given the overlying layers of the situation. There is the fact that Celestia is your employer and a close friend, the fact that she is the immortal ruler of the land that you walk on, and the very trivial notion that she is a horse. Granted, she is an anthropomorphic horse, but she is still not human. Even with all of this in mind, however, you cannot stop your body from giving its natural reaction to the situation at hand. You can feel your manhood expand with arousal from underneath your trousers, persisting through your disgust with your current position. You can only pray to all of Equestria's deities that Celestia does not notice your steadily growing arousal. These prayers, however, are quickly rendered meaningless. Celestia halts her magical assault on your arms, and gives a loud gasp. You turn to her head. To your displeasure, she appear to be staring directly at your waist. A sinister smile grows over her blushing face as she turns her head to yours.
"Ooh, my! You're excited, aren't you?" Celestia pries your hands off of her breasts and uses her magic to lift you into the air. "Well, what kind of a gift would this be if it didn't suit your every need?"
With this, Celestia proceeds to toss you atop one of the castle lounge's reclining chairs using her magic. While leaving you pinned to the chair using her magical capabilities, Celestia begins on a somewhat suggestive strut towards you. Her face still red with blush and her inner thighs still noticeable wet, Celestia smiles upon you with an indescribable level of seductiveness. After she comes within an arm's length of you, Celestia extends her magical grip beyond you. She appears to place her magical grip upon the side of the single-person chair that she has placed you in. Looking over to the best of your ability, you are able to see that Celestia has pulled her grip over what seems to be a lever on the side on the side of the chair. It does not take too much effort to realize what this lever is intended to do. Before you can say or do anything, Celestia pulls the lever. This causes the chair that you are currently being pinned to to recline into a horizontal position, thus forcing you into your own laid down position. Managing to motion your head through Celestia's magic just enough to look over your chest, you lock eyes with Celestia. She maintains carrying the same slick, seductive facial expression that she has boasted throughout the entirety of your current "meeting" with her. Without breaking eye contact, Celestia places her hands upon the base of her skirt.
"You know, I had initially only intended to tease you a bit..." Celestia says as she nonchalantly begins pulling down her skirt. "So, you truly are in for a treat..."
As Celestia begins pulling down her skirt, you begin realizing just what it is that she intends to do. Celestia is going to have sex with you, and there is nothing that you can do to stop it at this point. Your heart beating with far more intensity than ever before, you try to the best of your ability to think of an excuse for you to leave the castle lounge, and leave this experience behind. However, you only find yourself drawing blanks in this effort. Knowing that there is no point in fighting the inevitable, you look up at Celestia. By this point, she has slipped her skirt far beneath her knees, revealing to you that she had not been wearing any underwear for the entirety of her time in the castle lounge. With your princess now almost entirely exposed to you, you can't help but feel your manhood begin twitching with arousal. You are not sure why this is, as the thought of having sexual intercourse with your princess is far from titillating to you, but you seem unable to stop it. With your body being forced into a flat position and your rod pointing straight up, you know that it is only a matter of time until Celestia notices your arousal. Unfortunately, this time comes very quickly. As soon as you hear the plop of Celestia's skirt hitting the floor, you feel a light brush against your thighs. You look up and see Celestia, stripped completely bare, lightly running her fingers along your thighs.
"My, my... If the looks of things aren't deceiving me, it would appear that you're very excited." Celestia jests as her fingers motion closer to your rod. "I have to say, you're much larger than I anticipated." Celestia giggles, before taking hold of your trousers. "Not that that's a bad thing..."
You say Celestia's name, hoping to halt the progress of her lustful assault. However, before you can say anything beyond your princess' name, she uses her magic to forcibly close your jaw.
"Hush, now. We don't want the moment ruined." Celestia says, her voice almost mocking in tone.
This situation is almost beginning to resemble a rape scene, with you being the victim. With this in mind, you give brief contemplation to the thought of whether or not you could have charges pressed against Celestia for this. You quickly disregard this thought after having remember just who Celestia is. After all, who's going to arrest her? Her? Before you can consider this any further, your attention is ripped away from your own imagination by an unfamiliar feeling at the base of your trousers. You look back at Celestia to see the princess placing a steady grip over the base of your trousers and underwear. Before you can attempt to verbally halt her, she begins gently pulling down the garments. After she has pulled your trousers beyond your manhood, thus exposing you to her, she gives an audible gasp.
"Oh, my! It looks so odd! At least, compared to that of my own species." After saying this, a sinister and somewhat crazed smile cracks over Celestia's face. "I wonder how it tastes..."
Your heart skips a beat at this statement. You attempt to shout at Celestia, desperate to keep her from doing what she has just hinted at doing. However, your mouth is still very much forced shut by Celestia's magical grip. After she barely bothers to slip your trousers beyond your thighs, Celestia leans in close to your manhood. You can practically feel her warm breath against the tip of your rod as she eagerly inches her muzzle closer to it. However, just as you feel the faint touch of Celestia's muzzle, you are surprised to feel her pull away.
"Actually, I think that we're moving through this a bit too quickly." Celestia says, as she steadily motions herself atop you. "Why don't we try to slow things down a bit?"
After she says this, Celestia proceeds to steadily motion herself down the length of your body, keeping you pinned in place with her magic. You expect her to stop when her head is parallel to your crotch, and resume doing what she had just been doing. However, you are taken back by the next action that your princess commits. Celestia halts her motioning once her upper torso becomes parallel with your waist. Without saying anything, your princess proceeds to reach out with her right hand. Before you can question this, all of your natural mental processes are cut off by the feeling of Celestia wrapping her hand around your manhood. You gasp and jump in surprise to the best of your ability at this.
"You know, I don't think you realized how blessed you are." Celestia says, lightly running her hand up and down your crotch. "If I were an ordinary mare, I would just be yearning to have this inside of me. It really is quite perfect." After saying this, Celestia pinches down on your rod using only her index finger and thumb. "It's just the right size, it's nice and firm, it's simply perfection." Celestia motions her hand back to its previous position, once again taking full hold of your rod. "I would take it in right now, if I had less restraint. However, I want to allow you to have a bit of fun before I satisfy myself. Speaking of which..."
After saying this, Celestia removes her hand from its provocative placement over your manhood. You make sure to relish this brief moment from freedom from your princess' sultry assault on your body. However, the freedom is only temporary, as Celestia very quickly resumes her pursuit. The manner in which she does so, however, is not as you would have expected. As opposed to using her hands, which she had been hinting at doing since she had crawled atop you, your princess proceeds to lower her chest to meet your manhood. Tilting her upper body upward, Celestia begins lightly pushing her breasts down upon your rod. This causes your fully erect manhood to lightly slip between Celestia's breasts, rising higher and higher the more Celestia motions herself downward. After a few moments, you feel the bottoms of Celestia's breasts touch against your waist. You look up to see Celestia's breasts draped over the entirety of your rod, with your tip lightly poking out from her cleavage. Celestia smiles upon you with a sultry look in her eyes and a glowing blush in her cheeks as this happens.
"I truly hope that you will enjoy this..." Celestia says, your rod still being held between her breasts. "I know that I will..."
With this, Celestia resumes her sensual pursuit. The anthropomorphic princess strengthens the hold of her magic around your waist. Shortly after, she begins to rhythmically pump your waist up and down using her magic. Your waist bobbing up and down in what resembles a humping motion, you can't help but notice that your rod appears to be hardening between Celestia's breasts. While you believe that you are light years away from climaxing, the notion of your princess forcing you to use her breasts as a makeshift canal appears to be causing your manhood to harden.
After moments of rhythmic pumping, Celestia proceeds to add an extra layer to the situation that the two of you share.. While continuing to bob your waist up and down, thus causing your manhood to pump between her breasts, Celestia begins using her hands to bounce her breasts up and down. Each of her bounces are perfectly in sync with the pumps that she is forcing you to perform. Her breasts rise as your rod falls, and drop as it rises. Celestia maintains full eye contact with you and continually carries a lustful smile as she does this.
Moments of Celestia's forceful assault on your rod pass before the situation at hand undergoes another change. As you are both human and male, you cannot keep the natural result of having your genitalia rhythmically stroked from happening. That is, you cannot keep yourself from feeling your own steadily approaching climax. You can feel your rod involuntarily hardening as your orgasm steadily builds within you. Celestia seems to notice this.
Without saying a word, Celestia proceeds to lean her head downward, so that her muzzle can meet your tip. Celestia wastes no time drawing your tip into her mouth. Using light, careful licks, Celestia eagerly laps up every bit of fluid that you are able to offer her. At this point, your princess has lightly closed her eyes, breaking the eye contact that the two of you had shared for the entirety of your current "Meeting". Continuing to lick your slowly hardening tip, Celestia wordlessly pulls her breasts away from your shaft and changes her position so that her upper torso and neck can motion more. Moments after, Celestia drapes her entire muzzle over your manhood, until you can feel your tip lightly prodding at the back of her throat. Without hesitation, Celestia begins eagerly assaulting your rod with her tongue.
Moaning in an almost orgasmic fashion, Celestia lovingly sucks on and licks your ever-hardening tip with a type of passion that could only be described as "euphoric". Every time your tip just happens to let loose a drop of pre-orgasmic fluid, Celestia is more than ready to lap it up. Frequently shifting between small, light laps at the underside of your tip, and large, elongated laps up the entirety of your shaft, Celestia appears to be more than intent on making you climax quickly. After several minutes of oral pleasuring pass, this intended result is reached.
Your rod hardens more ever before as you feel yourself hit your climax. You try to the best of your ability to hold it in, but Celestia seems to be hell bent on sending you over the edge. Moments pass, and you find yourself completely unable to hold it any longer. You allow yourself to release. Your toes curl as your rod releases shot after shot of semen into Celestia's throat. Celestia moans in a noticeably pleasured fashion as you climax into her mouth, swallowing each shot as if they were each refreshing sips of Apple family cider. After you have given Celestia everything that you can possibly offer her, she pulls her head away from your rod.
"That was fantastic. You gave me much more than I had initially anticipated." Celestia says, sultrily licking her lips. "I hope that you enjoyed it as much as I did."
You sarcastically say that you had, before attempting to move your arm. You figure that, if you are verbally pleasant to Celestia, she will let you escape your current situation sooner than later. However, once you attempt to motion your arm, you are unpleasantly surprised to see that you are still trapped underneath Celestia's magical grip. Confused, you question Celestia on why she hasn't released you.
"Why, it's because we're far from done here, of course!" Celestia says, nonchalantly flicking her wrists.
Your heart skips a beat at this notion. Concerned, you ask Celestia just what she had meant by this.
"Well, what do you think? Did you think that you would be the only one being pleasured tonight?" Celestia asks, smiling sinisterly. "I have needs, too." Celestia begins approaching you. "Needs that you're about to tend to..."
Before you can question Celestia on what she is insinuating, she immediately makes her intentions clear. Celestia walks towards the chair that you are pinned to, stopping once she reaches the head of the chair. Due to the chair's reclined position, you find your head being parallel with your princess' completely exposed waist. Before long, Celestia makes a large step onto the chair. Her foot lands directly beside your head. Celestia uses this leg to pull herself onto the chair. Celestia places her other foot on the opposite side of your head, effectively causing her to stand directly over your head. She quickly lowers herself onto her knees, so that her thighs can lightly grip either side of your head, and so that her love can be placed directly above your face. She lowers herself a bit more, and within moments, her exposed marehood is places mere millimeters away from your mouth.
One thing that you cannot keep yourself from noticing that Celestia appears to already be somewhat wet. Whether it was her masturbation several minutes ago, or some kind of arousal that spawned from her orally pleasuring of you, something had caused your princess to become aroused before you had even started licking her. Speaking of which, orally pleasuring Princess Celestia is the last thing that you desire to spend the evening of your Christmas Eve doing. However, Celestia assures that you will, as she quickly uses her magic to open your mouth and lightly extend your tongue. Within moments, your tongue collides with her outer walls.
Celestia lets out a pleasured shudder as the tip of your tongue lightly presses against her outer folds. She uses her magic to pull your tongue out a bit farther, causing it to slip between her folds. Celestia gives a hearty moan and squirms back and forth as your tongue works its way between her sensitive walls. After your tongue has affirmed its placement inside of Celestia, she begins magically motioning it in several different directions, eliciting all sorts of passionate moans from the goddess.
"Oooohh... T-That feels... S-So... Aaaahhh..." Celestia moans as she forces you to orally pleasure her.
You give a roll of your eyes in reaction to Celestia's enjoyment of her forced pleasure. You cannot begin to understand how Celestia could enjoy sex in which her mate is not enjoying themselves as much she is. Speaking of which, Celestia appears to be enjoying the situation very much. In addition to her aforementioned moans, you notice Celestia steadily lifting her hand to meet her breast. Moments pass, and Celestia's hand has come in full contact with her chest. Now groping and squeezing her breast as she forces you to eat her out, Celestia repeatedly moans and squeals in what resembles pure ecstasy.
After several minutes of oral pleasuring pass, you begin noticing just how wet Celestia appears to have become. Light drops of her physical arousal begin falling onto your face in a hap hazardous pattern, and her inner walls appear to have become considerably more slick than they had been at the beginning of this oral session. By this, you are able to conclude that Celestia is nearing her climax. This surprises you a bit, as you had figured that Celestia would be able to hold out much longer. Never the less, she appears to be mere minutes from climaxing.
An action that Celestia commits shortly after you reach this conclusion serves to confirm it. Her knees trembling and her hand locked firmly to her breast, Celestia proceeds to collapse onto the sofa below her, falling forward and leaving her stomach draped over your head. Celestia does not bother ceasing the rhythmic motions that she is causing your tongue to make as she does this. Within moments, Celestia has entered a complete laying position. Shortly after she does this, you cannot help but notice a steady bucking motion building in Celestia hips. She must be thoroughly enjoying herself.
"Ohh... Ah! D-Don't ever stop! AH! P-Please!" Celestia lustfully cries out, her carnal desires clearly overriding her natural thought.
This situation persists for several minutes. Celestia bucks, drips, and cries out for a good while longer, every few moments making it seem as if she has finally reached her peak. Then, in one fell swoop, after what seems like an eternity has passed, Celestia finally reaches her climax. In a carnal explosion of her fluids, Celestia cries out and bucks her hips with considerably more passion than anything that you had seen, prior. Her hips grinding in the air and her voice filled with an equal mix of pleasure and passion, Celestia rides out her orgasm for several seconds. After her euphoric high has finally subsided, your princess lifts herself up, before falling backwards and collapsing atop you.
"Mmm... That was amazing..." Celestia says, breaking through her own exhausted breathlessness.
Your mouth still rich with the flavors of Celestia's arousal, you can't bring yourself to speak up. You just hope that Celestia will have finally concluded her pursuit by this point, so that you can flee from your current position.
"...I'm sure that what I have planned next will be even greater, though." Celestia says, concluding her previous statement.
It figures. Suspecting the worst, you work up the will to speak and ask Celestia just what the the next action that she has planned is. In reaction to this, Celestia gives a light chuckle. She then proceeds to lower herself unto you. Closing her face in uncomfortably close to you, Celestia lightly runs her hand across your cheek.
"Well, love, I have one last thing planned for us tonight..." Celestia says, her usage of the word "Love" sending chills down your spine. "Something that I think we'll both enjoy..."
You attempt to question Celestia on just what she is implying with this insinuation. However, she halts your progress in speaking by placing a finger over your mouth.
"I know what you're going to say. You're going to ask me what I have planned. I can tell by the look on your face." Celestia says, a deviously lustful look on her face. "Well, why tell you, when I can just begin doing it?"
Your eyes widen at this statement. Celestia merely chuckles at your apparent worry, before steadily beginning to lift herself up. Pulling her upper body upward, Celestia balances herself on her knees and begins motioning herself backwards. She continues this under her body is placed directly above your waist, with her knees on either side of it. By this point, it doesn't take much imagination to figure out what Celestia intends to do from here.
Leaning over and resting her hands on your chest, Celestia gently lowers her waist atop your own. Of course, this action causes your upward-pointing rod to slip between her folds. Celestia gives a long, passionate moan in reaction to your rod entering her body. After this, Celestia begins slowly shifting her lower body back and forth, causing your rod to shift within her. Celestia bites her bottom lip, closes her eyes, and grins lustfully as she does this.
After moments of shifting and rocking pass, Celestia seems to grow tired of these actions. Without saying a word, Celestia once again lifts her upper upward. Your rod still placed firmly between her folds, Celestia begins slowly lifting herself upward. She continues this until only your tip is still left within her. Before she has completely lifted herself from you, however, Celestia quickly drops herself back down.
"Ahw! Y-Yes!" Celestia cries out as she re-sheaths your rod inside of her body.
Your reaction to Celestia dropping herself atop you is far less passionate as her's. Your body bounces upward in response to the action, reacting equally to surprise and the slight pain of having a fully grown mare drop unto your lower body. Before you can inform Celestia of this, however, your princess once again lifts herself up. Waiting for little more than a few milliseconds, Celestia once again drops atop you. She begins rapidly repeating this action, increasing in speed with each cycle of the motion.
Moaning and crying out in passion, Celestia methodically rides you with a type of speed that only a divine being would be capable of. Her fluids dripping onto your waist, Celestia appears to begin losing herself in her pleasure. Lowering a hand to her folds, Celestia begins intently massaging her clitoris as she rides you. Shortly after this, Celestia lifts her other hand, which had not been being used for anything, to her breast. She begins intently groping and squeezing her chest, all while maintaining the piston-like motion of her lower body.
Minutes of Celestia's riding, groping, massaging, and moaning pass before the situation is at all changed again. This time, however, the change occurs on your side. As you are human, the feeling of having Celestia intently bounce up and down atop your rod for several minutes straight has caused you to begin nearing your own orgasm. You can feel your rod hardening between Celestia's folds, and she does not seem intent on ceasing her motions. Celestia seems to notice your hardening, as well.
"Ah! OOH! I-I can feel it! L-Let me have it!" Celestia cries out, her voice cracking due to the volume of her cries. "AH! I want everything that you can give me! P-Please!"
In addition to your own steadily approaching orgasm, you also notice that Celestia appears to be extremely close, herself. Her walls are becoming noticeably slick and wet, and appear to be contracting around your manhood. Her fluids continually drip onto your waist, only in a much more potent fashion than when she had started her pleasuring. After what feels like an eternity, Celestia appears to hit her climax.
Crying out in a manner that has been unheard thus far, Celestia's entire body stiffens up. Her love produces a large quantity of fluid, in a sort of orgasmic explosion of passion. At the same time, you can't help but find yourself reaching your own peak. You attempt to hold it, but alas, your efforts are in vain. Just as Celestia rides out her own climax, you finally break and allow yourself to do the same. You feel multiple shots of your fluid shoot into Celestia's body, and she happily takes in each one. After the two of you are sure that you have both completely finished, Celestia pulls herself upward and collapses beside you.
"Y-You were great... Much better than I had expected." Celestia says, panting every few words out of exhaustion.
You cannot bring yourself to respond. You are completely speechless. Stunned silent. All that you can find yourself being able to do is stare at the ceiling above you, images of what had just transpired playing repeatedly in your mind. Before you can work up the will to speak, Celestia speaks up, herself.
"You know, I haven't had sex like that in a very long time. It was quite a refreshing treat." Celestia says, turning her head towards you. "I'd say that a promotion is in order." After saying this, Celestia gently lifts her hand upward, and places it provactively on your lower stomach. "How would you like to go from being my personal consultant... To my personal mate?"
You are finally able to work up the will to speak upon Celestia saying this. You say the only few words that you can muster into your mind; "I'll think about it".
"Glad to hear." Celestia chuckles, before slowly standing up. "Say, by the way, what was that package that you had walked in here with? Was that your present to me?" You nod your head at this statement, not wanting to say anything that could provoke Celestia to resume her lustful assault. "Aw, how thoughtful! I completely forgot that you had purchased me a gift!"
With this, Celestia begins on a walk to the gift that you had purchased her. Once she reaches it, she wastes no time opening it. Her face appears to light up with an equal of delight and surprise once she sees the dress that rests inside of the gift box.
"Oh, dear, me! This dress is magnificent!" Celestia pulls the dress from the box and splays it in front of her. "It's gorgeous! Wherever did you find it?" You do not respond. "Well, I guess that doesn't matter. Thank you very much for the marvelous gift! I can't wait to wear it out, sometime!" You roll your eyes. "Well, I guess that I should be going. We should both probably get to bed."
You tell Celestia that you would love to get up and go to your bedroom, but that requires her releasing her magical grip over you.
"Oh, did I forget to tell you?" Celestia asks, chuckling. "I stopped restraining you with my magic about twenty minutes ago. You seemed to be enjoying yourself so much, I figured that it wasn't necessary, anymore." Your eyes widen at this statement. You lift your left arm so that you can assure yourself that Celestia is telling the truth. Sure enough, you are completely mobile.
"Well, I should be going. Have a great night." Celestia says, before beginning to charge her magic. "Oh, and, love?"
You give an absent "What", still reeling from the notion of being completely mobile during a section of your and Celestia's "session" together.
"I do hope that you say yes to my request. I would love to do this again, sometime." Celestia says, smiling seductively. "Well, see you tomorrow."
With this, Celestia teleports off, presumably to her bedroom, leaving you to contemplate the nature of what exactly just happened. You were seduced by and unwillingly forced to have sexual intercourse with a mare whom you have respected and looked up to for a good portion of your adult life. This notion leaves only a single thought in your head.
You really do have a once-in-a-lifetime career, don't you?
