Stories to keep to yourself.

I hurried up the steps of Canterlot spire, deciding to set my pride aside and take her up on the, company, she offered. I hurried up and took a quick pause as a pair of guards looked me over. "Yo...she asked--"

One of the guards cut me off, "Yeah...she told us." The guards stepped out of the way, "...Please don't...ruin, the princess...."

I pointed at the guard as I walked up to the door, "I make no promises...because if I can get it up with a horse...it's gonna happen."

The guards cringed in their own ways and grumbled angrily. I ignored them and pushed on into the next room, finding it dimly lit with Celestia on a large bed off towards the rear. I was spotted immediately, "Able, good--"

I started unbuttoning my coat as I walked over, "Look, save the formalities. We both know what this is...."

Celestia made an annoyed face, "Able...I asked you up here for a few reasons."

"Yeah, but let's be honest...it was for sex." I finished up with my coat, making sure the makeshift buttons and latches were all undone.

"Well, you're being blunt about it."

"Yes...yes I am. Because if I'm gonna do this, then I'm not about to piss around."

Celestia watched as I threw my tattered white coat to the side, the patches and stitching starting to tear once again. "Able...I could have that mended for you."

I looked at the coat, a parting gift from Ben after his death. It was robust, the thick cotton weave durable and strong, but when thrown through the wastes and my explorations around Canterlot, it was beginning to wear once again. "Maybe, I uh, gonna admit, it's not the most pressing matter."

"Speaking of...didn't somepony say you had a problem with ponies?" She adjusted herself on her bed, pushing her flank to the edge and covering herself with her tail. "Something about us being horses?"

I took a deep breath as I stared at the huge white flanks, hips accentuating her form and showing me to quite a tease as she flicked her tail ever so slightly. "Horses don't talk of war...horses don't understand hell, that's why we ride them, they're stupid." I unbuttoned my shirt, hands running down the scars on my side. "You might look like a horse...but...brain...thing.... Look, I'm past the point of carrying, and any excuse I could make would just be so much bullshit."

"Hmmm? Pwheere?" Celestia mocked, turned away and pointing her muzzle to the ceiling, "Heeruh, phuh." She continued to make horse noises, whining, nickering and snorting at me like a feral.

I buried my face in my shirt, dragging it down my face and letting it drop to the floor, "Can you not?" I started taking my fatigues off, "You keep it up and I'm gonna be pushing rope."

Celestia rolled her eyes, "What a wonderful image...."

I finished with my pants, tossing them aside and getting some fresh air on my body. "You know what's a wonderful image? My fucking a horse ass sideways...on a pillow...." I rubbed my nose and looked around the room. "...You really do look like a horse...I just want you to know that."

Celestia took up an unamused gaze, "I can change to be smaller if you want...if size is the--"

I started shaking my head. "No...then it would just like I'm a pedophile horse fucker...instead of just a horse fuck-" I felt an extreme flash of heat come over me, followed by a blinding light, by the time my vision cleared I was a foot and a half shorter, "-er-- What the fuck?" I asked, looking around.

Celestia started giggling like mad, "You're orange...why are you orange? I was expecting a white, maybe a brown or grey, not orange."

I tried flexing my fingers, finding my hands unresponsive. "What's orange?!" I looked down, spotting a hazy orange patch where my nose should be. "...Alright...you think this is funny?" I looked around, afraid to move lest I never get up. "I can recognize this crap, now change me back!"

Celestia pouted hard and sent another blinding light around my person. I felt myself stand upright and stumble about, "There...happy?"

I looked down over my body, taking a single glace down at my hands before letting out a sharp gasp. "What the fuck!? My- my fucking finger!" I clutched my left middle finger, "This...what is this!?"

Celestia let out a long sigh, "I matched it to your right, why, is it wrong?"

I took a deep breath and walked over to her flank, slapping it and digging into her flesh with each and every finger. Celestia let out a sharp gasp as I dragged my nails against her hearty flank. The warm sensation of her silky coat and the actual heat of her body burning into my fingers was amazing. "Nope...and I can flip off twice as many people now...." I dragged my hands towards her rear, "And...other things."

Celestia's sweet and tender voice was turned husky and guttural as she let out a quick succession of moans. "Able...don't sla--"

I reached over her, sliding my body against hers and sandwiching my member between my stomach and her thigh. I grabbed her by the cheeks, turning her to face me. "Don't tell me what to do in bed...I know, what to do in bed."

Celestia looked a bit stunned, mouth haning open like an idiot as I pushed her onto her stomach with my free hand. "I uh...I--"

I cut her off, sticking my index finger in her mouth, "...If we're doing this, we're doing it my way...so shut the fuck up and let me work." I pulled at Celestia's lip, dragging it out of her mouth and pressing it against her lip. "Okay baby, you just let me work that ass raw." I ran my hand up and down her side, massaging her ribs and the muscles in her back. "Gonna just, stuff you-" I gave a quick thrust, pulling back and jamming myself against the base of her tail, "-so damn full!" another thrust, this one dragging my shaft across her tender asshole, "Just gonna paint your insides white...just like the good little pony slut you are...."

Celestia's wings flared out with a loud, thoom, one slamming into my side and the other shooting out to full length. "Able I don't--"

I pulled her head back into place, staring at me. "Bitch, did I say you could talk!?" I moved my free hand to join my first, holding a cheek in each hand and staring at her, "I'm in charge now...I've got the dick, I've got the fucking power! Not some prissy white princess bitch!" Once again, Celestia was left stunned, her mouth hanging just open enough to look confused, "What...you gonna talk!? Go ahead, open your mouth, I'll fucking fill it for you!"

I adjusted myself to her right, letting my left hand travel back and press against her pussy. "Fucking dripping wet...are you kidding me?" I slid the ridge of my index finger up and down her slit, "Submissive bitch, I'd expect something like this from farm girls, not a fucking princess!"

Celestia's voice went ragged, her face still locked on with my own, "I--"

I shook her by her chin, "Shut up." I finished slathering my hand in her fluids, pulling it up to her face and showing my glistening fingers to her. "You proud of this? I treat you like a fuck puppet and you soak yourself!? Equestria's leader, maiden of a nation, about to cum from an alien with a power trip...imagine what ponies would say...."

Celestia was glowing red, her eyes jammed shut as she tried to look down. I forced her to keep her head facing me. "I'm not just a princess...I'm...I'm a mare too--"

"You're not a mare!" I jammed my fingers into her mouth, sliding the slick digits past her lips and pressing my fingertips against her tongue. "You're a filly...a mare wouldn't be this wet...a mare wouldn't be enjoying this. No...you're just a little filly, pretending to know what they're doing and trying to play with the big boys."

I could feel Celestia gently licking at my fingers, pitifully searching for some infantile comfort in the act. "Open your eyes," I demanded, shifting myself over her, body perfectly lined up with hers. My rod was rock hard, aching and ready to bury itself deep into mare pussy, but I wasn't about to give this greedy bitch what she wanted that easy. I forced her head around, pulling her to the left and moving my right hand to her neck, taking a handful of ethereal mane to keep myself in place.

She let out a short whimper as I pulled her mane. "Hey...I said open your eyes!" I yelled, leaning to the left and adjusting myself. I was in a rather precarious way, leaning over her body, waist pressed against her plot and hands reaching to her head, my back hunched over but not enough to press my chest against her back. It wasn't the most dominant pose I could muster, but I simply wasn't tall enough to attempt it another way.

I yanked her mane, causing her tongue to press against my fingers and eyes to clench even hard. "Bitch you open your eyes!" I ground my cock up and down her slit, soaking it in a comfortable amount of slightly sticky ooze, "Open your damn eyes before I shove my cock in your ass!"

Celestia answered by pressing her long flat tongue against the split of my fingers and holding her eyes closed. I tugged at her mane, pushing my cock up and jamming my tip against the fat base of her tail. "Is that what you want? You want a rock hard dick in your tight little asshole?"

"Mmmmhmm." She mumbled into my fingers, trying to nod her head.

I scoffed, tanking yet another handful of velvet soft hair in my hand. I did my best to guide myself into place without letting go, but it was futile. Between the close contact, the overwhelming sensation in my cock and the debilitating scent of sweat and musk I was going to have to guide myself by hand.

I was stuck between two rough losses. I would either have to remove my fingers, letting go of the warm needy lust of Celestia's tongue and soft lips, or I would lose stability and a big chunk of control when I let go of her mane. But both proved unnecessary as an electric tingle took hold of my rod and guided my tip to Celestia's soft tender asshole, the warm hole twitching as I pressed forward to keep myself from slipping out of position.

I pulled Celestia's lower jaw open, "Did I say you could do that?" I hooked my fingers around her teeth, pinning her tongue against the floor or her mouth. She tried to speak, giving me a chance to grab her tongue, coating my hand in warm saliva and sending a wonderfully sloppy sensation across my fingers as her tongue wiggled about.

I started pressing my hips forward, feeling her pucker start to give way and embrace me with the red hot muscle inside. It was rough, the heat overwhelming as I threatened to slip forward and slide my juice coated member straight in. But I was going to go slow, I was going to savor every second of jamming my shaft into her needy little hole.

"Come on-" I grunted, prodding her and sending driblets of pre into her. The room stank of sweat, the beautifully disgusting smell that should by all rights disgust me to no end, simply drove me more towards an animal state. Any pretense of control or care was washed away by Celestia's breathy voice crying out as I poked her most guarded spot. I had all but conquered her, body and mind was going to be mine, even if it was only for a short time.

"Come one...let's hear what it sounds like when you stab a princess...." I groaned, pressing hard and feeling a sloppy organic texture against my tip. I was ready, she was ready ,but I had to make her earn it. I wanted to hear her voice crack, I wanted to hear the once soft and gentle mare cry out as I took her, as she took me, name and body.

I was on an amazing power trip. The prospect of having something of supposedly absolute power, a god, under my body, calling my name, it was amazing. I had the ruler of a land asking, no, begging me for release. I held the tongue of a god between my fingers, reducing her to a panting mumble mouthed slut, just waiting for that gratifying moment of pleasure. Celestia too was letting herself slip.

I'd seen it before, majors or captains in the army turning to domination, begging to feel helpless just to escape the constant strain of command. I could only imagine the sickening joy she was getting, being treated like an object, being commanded, being guided through every step, not having to think for herself for the first time in ages. All she had to do was lay there, follow my simple commands, and reap the rewards of sexual bliss.

And as I did finally push past her entrance, slipping myself inside her with the aid of her body's natural lube, Celestia did the greatest thing. She moaned.

She moaned loudly, breathily, needily. A constant low moan with an occasional whimper rang true as I buried myself deep into her burning muscles, not stopping to let her adjust and invading her deepest point. It was a challenge. The constantly increasing pressure as I pushed further and further, her muscles growing stronger and more strained as I plumbed new depths. But the heat, the burning warm of her slowly slickening insides was marvelous. Hot enough to melt lead, tight enough to turn coal into diamonds, but I held strong, hilting and slamming my hips into her flanks. The hearty, whap, that followed was delightful.

I moved my hands, taking another fistful of mane and pulling her head straight up. Her mouth hung wide open, tongue hanging out as I removed my hand, and her only security. She put up no fight, letting me cover her mouth with no resistance. Once again her tongue lapped at my palm, eyelids fluttering as I drew back. Her backside clenched up, trying to keep me from uprooting myself from her plot. But I had the leverage, I was in charge, and now I was sliding myself in and out of a royal asshole.

I was in both agony and joy. Each thrust would sent a ripple of pleasure through the edge of my head and right into my tip. It was amazing, enough to make me shudder and stop for a moment before driving further in. But for each thrust and pull, for each lick at my palm and muffled yelp as I yanked Celestia's mane, my rod ached. It was begging to explode, turning as solid as steel from the tight abusive flesh of Celestia's toned body and tender ass.

I kept on, the work growing easier and easier as I leaked more and more super tacky pre into her ass, mixing with the other fluids and making each dig delightfully painful for both of us. My cock was threatening to explode, Celestia's flesh tenderizing from my repeated abuse. But for each spike of pain, one of pleasure. A pulsating pleasure would nearly send me over the edge as I pulled back, letting her pucker hug my tip, and between Celestia's moans and grunts, a soft whimpering for more echoed around me.

But I finally felt my release coming. I leaned my head across Celestia's forehead, staring her eye to eye and adjusting a final time. I grabbed her by the cheeks, staring into her eyes while I hammered my pent up erection into her tenderized ass. Celestia started hyperventilating, eyes rolling back and staring into my own as she shot a spurt of thin liquid against my thighs. I kept on, reveling in the sound of her cries as I refused to let her fall into the afterglow.

"You- you fucking look at me while I cum!" I yelled, holding Celestia in place, "You fucking beg me dammit!"

Celestia licked her lips, returning her tongue to the side of her mouth as drool started to trail down her neck. "Able- I'm cumming- I'm cumming--"

I pressed my head against her hard as I felt the scales tip. "Gonna cum so deep inside your pretty little ass...." I felt it come, trying to push forth but struggling against Celestia's baking hot insides. The sheer pressure was making each inch of my cock swell with cum before finally shooting white hot loads deep into her body. I could see each and every steaming load in Celestia's face. Each spurt, each twitch sent twinges of confused pain and ecstasy through her red glowing face.

I nearly passed out as I felt my effort leave me, burying deep in Celestia and leaving me with an exhausted body and a warm cradling sensation as Celestia's magic gently squeezed my boys. I pulled out in one swift movement, shooting a final misfired load out of my tip and dribbling down my cock. I pushed Celestia into the bed and moved my hands back to her flank, staring at the hot pink gape.

"Push it out...." I commanded, stretching her flank, "Squeeze it out you bitch!"

Celestia lowered her head, leaving me to watch as milky cum bubbled up from inside her and dripped from her gaping hole. I jammed my freshly fixed middle fingers into her tender body, plunging her and drawing sticky nuggets of cum from her insides. It was beautiful, the pillaging of a temple, the defilement of a goddess, and it was all mine.

I stepped back, nearly falling to my knees as I stumbled towards a wall. I was a sticky, twitching mess, and I couldn't have been more pleased with my disgusting smell and dirty body.

But as I struggled to bring myself out of my joyous afterglow, a knock came from the door. "Yooohooo, monkey boy." Discord's voice shattered my bliss, "I've almost got your little portal don--"

I grabbed the doorknob and flung the door open, my bare body before the monster along with a freshly serviced, freshly dripping dangling rod. "Discord...it can wait."

Discord grew a bit red as he looked past me, "Oh my. Scandalous--"

"Discord...it...can...wait." I slammed the door in his face and lurched towards the bed. I landed face first against Celestia's cutiemark and felt myself drift off to the grand texture of warm flank in my mouth and the purrs of an angel praising my work and thanking me for my splattering finish.

The night, for all the earlier talk of genocide and death, had ended with a different kind of bang. And hopefully one that wouldn't leave me as mad as a three foot rapist with moose antlers taped to his head. But I had done it, I felt relieved more than anything else. For a few moments, I was safe, spent, and I knew where the next few hours of my life would lay.

I finally got to take down the authority, I had pumped the supposedly perfect princess. The mare that caused me such anger, such betray, had bent over and let me plow her.

I felt like god.