Celestia's Lunar Creampie Surprise!
At some point in her life Luna had come to the conclusion that cake was perhaps the holy grail of all Equestrian culinary inventions. There was almost no end to the flavors and types of cake you could create! From flavored sponges of frangipane, chocolate and even carrot! The list was almost never ending.
It was safe to say the chefs at the castle most assuredly had their hooves working overtime to produce enough cake to fuel the addiction of not just one princess, but two. Thusly, the kitchens had quickly become a well oiled cake making machine since Luna’s return, churning out a production line weekly that could quite literally feed the city on its sugary goodness for a whole year.
Her banishment to the moon did not go unnoticed by her sweet tooth. The moment Luna returned home to Equestria and was transformed into her sane and significantly cuter self, the princess had ordered for her first real meal in a thousand years the following:
Eight mini-carrot cakes, one whole Victoria sponge cake complete with strawberries and cream on top, twenty-one chocolate eclairs smothered in decadent dark chocolate, eighteen cupcakes of varying flavors garnished with a single glacier cherry, half a pound cake that was going stale (she was not particularly picky at this point), a blackberry and raspberry cheesecake and then finally an obligatory wafer thin mint to end the meal.
Of course on the side she ALSO had included a liter of custard and several squeezey bottles of various sauces from toffee, coffee, chocolate, strawberry and even a vat of maple syrup she insisted for inexplicable reasons that was also required to be of a temperature of about forty-five degrees…
It was safe to say the resulting sugar rush had caused eight straight days of constant physical activities to put Iron Will's stamina to shame.
That was four months ago and Luna had no clear sign of slowing down this sudden and rather understandable binge.
As we all know, at night, Princess Luna rules Equestria while a vast majority of the ponies sleep. Including the kitchen staff. This produces a particularly difficult problem when the princess's sugar levels were low and the cake stocks were running into a dangerous level.
Feeling a light peckish, Luna traveled to the kitchens to partake of a slice of cake she had been eying up for most of the night. It was simply a glorious cake that was fabled in the culinary annals of time and space.
Apparently.
Upon approaching the fridge Luna licked her lips her excitement built up into a crescendo of glee as the feeling of sugary satisfaction was finally hers to claim! It was just beyond the doorway of the fridge (which was powered magically of course) and nothing was going to stop her from claiming her prize!
Swinging open the fridge with her eyes hungrily wide and drool practically oozing from between her lips, Luna found nothing more than an empty fridge.
The super deluxe, quadruple chocolate cake smothered in cream cheese and grated carrot had been stolen!
“What vile cretin has taken MY cake?!” Luna boomed in the traditional canterlot voice, clearly alarmed and dismayed that her goal had been snatched from under her nose by some unknown cake fiend!
Thrusting her head into the fridge, Luna stared at a curious little note left on top of a plate that had crumbs of the fabled cake still lingering upon it. As if the criminal had left it there to mock her.
It read:
“Dear Lulu, I could not resist it any longer and I hope you will find it in your heart to forgive me.
Love always, your sister,
Celestia
P.S: it was delicious. xxxx”
“Betrayal! How dare she take my cake!” Luna turned about, slamming the fridge closed. “How could she do this to her own sister? The cake belongs to ME! Fine, dear sister! If you must steal from me, then I shall steal from you ten fold!”
Storming off through the castle, Luna formulated her sinister plan to bring about the night eternal—uh—to get her revenge for her stolen cake that had fallen into the sinister hooves of her tyrannical, cake stealing, back stabbing sister...
Whom she loved so very much dearly despite this trespass. But that was besides point.
Trotting down the hallways the night guards simply blinked and retracted back close to the wall to allow the very evidently angry alicorn to pass without obstruction, for they knew that look and each one rolled their eyes as they simply exchanged pained glances.
Her destination?
Celestia’s bedroom.
Upon approaching the door Luna lifted her hoof up ready to knock upon the door very roughly as to relay just how miffed she truly was at Celestia, who was more than likely on the other side of that door fast aslee—
“Mmmmm… yes. Such a moist, succulent pussy you have, my dearest.”
Luna facefaulted.
Was that… Celestia, moaning?
AND TALKING DIRTY?
“Your smooth, dark hide, so taut and smooth. Toned just right and shaped just perfectly! And that flank! Not even the full moon could compare to this.”
The raunchy moans of Celestia only further increased in its ferocity as Luna could then hear the distinct sound of a tongue working sloppily and furiously against something wet.
Or somepony else.
Luna lifted a hoof to cover her lips as she curiously leaned close towards the door, her ear pressed against the surface in a further attempt to discover who was inside her sister’s bedroom, committing who knows what acts of depravity.
“I have always wanted you like this you know… flank up in the air, tail up, legs spread… presenting yourself nicely to my lips. And the smell? Utterly delicious. I can just eat you all up… would you like that? You don't have to speak, because I know you would. Such a naughty, naughty filly... shall I continue?”
At this point Luna’s jaw had dropped. Since when had sister become such a sexual deviant?! This was surely not the sister she had grown up with? The very one that she shared baths and pretty much everything with!
… so why on Equestria was she okay with this and why was she getting particularly hot and bothered, at that?
Licking her dry lips, Luna continued to listen in as the sounds of the licking intensified.
“Mmmmmm... so tasty. Would you like to taste yourself, my dear? Come here, suck on my tongue.”
Luna’s heart leapt up into her throat including the increase of heat around a particular area upon her body, causing the mare to walk away from the bedroom door with a vacant expression and the reddest of faces that could possibly grace a pony’s complexion.
“I am not turned on… I am not turned on by this. I am going to walk away and pretend this did not happen. I will confront my sister in the morning and I will attempt to discover who this lover i—”
From behind the door, she could just make out the continued noise of a gleeful giggle and the words that would forever haunt her.
“I’m going to go deep now… is that okay with you?”
Go deep?
Celestia?
Luna had to stop this!
Rushing forward Luna threw up her hooves and pushed open the door, storming into her sister’s bedroom to catch her red handed in perhaps some of the most complete and twisted sexual acts Luna could only possibly dream of.
What she found was something else entirely.
An exact to scale replica of Luna herself, in cake form, accurately designed to even the cutie mark was sprawled on top of the bed, with Princess Celestia quite literally frozen in place with her mouth covering a large portion of Cake-Luna’s plot, her eyes wide and most assuredly almost popping out of their sockets in shock.
Luna simply stood dumfounded. “S...sister?”
Slowly, Celestia removed her mouth from Cake-Luna’s plot and slowly dragged her long tongue out from the deep recesses where Luna’s vagina ought to be (providing this cake was indeed that anatomically accurate), covered in whipped cream.
Swallowing the cream, Celestia stared at Luna unable to utter a word.
Both mares entered what could only be described as ‘the zone.’ A place where the seriously strange and the seriously fucked up collided into a situation that was so impossible to imagine, it rendered both of the mares unable to even form a basic coherent sentence between them.
Though eventually someone would draw away from ‘the zone’ and speak up and it just so happened just as Celestia opened her cream-stained lips to speak, Cake-Luna’s contents contained within the plot to which Celestia was performing oral sex upon, had suddenly expelled its creamy center in a rather abrupt and mess manner.
Thick globules of the cream oozed out of Cake-Luna’s vagina, smothering the bed sheets and drawing both of the mares' attention, whom both observed with a perverse curiosity as Cake-Luna eventually 'rode' her cake-pseudo-orgasm and fully expelled her sweet creamy filling.
Luna and Celestia looked to each other, then back to the pile of cream.
“Want some?” Asked a nervous Celestia, making light of the situation as she attempted a chuckle.
Luna regarded Celestia with a tilted brow and then, with a sigh, she rolled her eyes and sauntered over towards the bed and more pointedly, towards Celestia. “Alright, fine, but this does not make up for the cake you stole from me.”
Celestia whined. “Oh come on, Lulu! I didn’t mean to—” without warning, Celestia muzzle was thrusted deep into Cake-Luna’s plot.
“Go on, sister. Eat me up while I work on the other end... we'll meet in the middle.”
Author's Note
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