Princess Molestia's Month of Clop

Chapters

No Flex Zone
Faggot on Fire
Puff the Magic Dragon

No Flex Zone

Word puzzles were getting even more terrible and tedious. Again and again, spelling out one of a trillion words that could be used, but must go in the correct place or else you have to start all over again. The go to game for mares well under her age, she had played 950 years worth of them in less time it took for her to realize Friendship was Magic. Boredom overtook her life, and magic was not going to fix this.

Seven letter word for "Sad with nothing to do".

Boredom. Every single word on Celestia's paper was "boredom". She knew Luna was not up for any fun, (as much as what Celestia herself thought in fact was fun) as she was stuck in her room playing games and shouting at other ponies playing the same game through a headset. Deaf to her sister's sighs and blind to her boredom and despair. She sighed deeply and rolled on her back, still holding the paper and quill with her magic. She then proceeded to give voices to these two objects with her own voice. "Paper, Quill... Papyrus, Quilla, I'm bored out of my mind... Have you any suggestions on what to do?" she asked the two.

"I don't see what the big deal is, you do this all the time," the paper said in a rather deep voice.

"Don't get ahead of yourself," the quill said in her high and light voice, "you don't know how much a mare can change in a minute."

"That doesn't really answer my question," Celestia said solemnly. "What am I to do?"

"You're stuck here wallowing in your own despair," Papyrus said with a chuckle. "I can't believe mares as powerful as you get this bored. Even your sister is having more fun than you!"

"Speak for the mare, not against her, Papyrus," Quilla said in an angry tone.

"Oh, then Quilla, what shall I do? I am literally bored out of my mind!" Celestia cried, throwing the two away to the wall, but the paper and quill resisted due to the air and their flat body and feather respectively. "Damn... air resistance." She used her magic to grab the items again and bring them close to her. "I suppose I overreacted... I shouldn't have done that to you two. In reality, aside from Lulu, Twily, Cadie, and Discie, you're all I have to my own self. I can talk to you two about everything! Like... Quilla, you write down everything I know, you and I spend hours talking to friends on the outside world, and I know you love responding to letters from Twily and her friends... And Papyrus... you're everything a quill like Quilla needs. Paper. You two spend all this time fighting, when in the end... you two need eachother... More than I do."

Celestia sent the two objects out of the window, and the wind carried them away together. "Well..." she sighed, walking to her door and touching it with her horn. She looked down to the floor and noticed how clean it looked. Surely, cleanliness was next to princessness, but the floor was boring. It shone, but had no flaw. It was flawed just for being perfect. In that case, it did in fact have a flaw.

"Thinking about this is very boring, Celestia why do you do this to yourself?" the white mare groaned. "Something to do that shows... Authority! A drama between.... real beings! In a way that it could he carried out to pleasure the magic of my horn!"

When it hit her, she stood up straight and began sweating. "No... I told myself I'd never go back to doing that again! Such an absurd act of impulse is so vile... so disgusting... so--!..."

"Can't I just.... do it for one month? Then no more! I shall be done with this evil side! I've been clean for thirty years now... I told myself that Molestia was only a figment of my imagination... she has no control over me..."

"Tia?" Luna called to her sister from behind the room door. "Are you okay in here? You've been rambling quite a bit now... Is there something you want to talk about?"

...

"Tia?"

Luna pushed the door open and saw her sister lying in bed, looking quite famished. "Tia... are you alright? There hadn't happen to anything plaguing your mind, right? Or....er....um..."

"Luna... I'm fine," Celestia replied, looking to Luna with a smile. "Is... Spitfire still coming over?"

Luna blushed and scratched the back of her head. "I actually let the priorities of today slip my mind... I'm sorry..."

"So, you're telling me you don't know?"

Luna stepped back, with her head down. "My deepest apologies..."

"You needn't to be afraid, Luna. Am I not your sister, whom you love?"

Luna was quite perplexed at Celestia's mood and language. She knew something was wrong, but didn't know how to tell Celestia she knew. "Tia... I know. I just felt as if something were wrong."

"You've made that clear, and I'm telling you there's not," Celestia said, when she got a knock at the front door.

Speaking of the devil which was mentioned earlier, it was Spitfire, who had come with Soarin. “Princess Celestia, we came to talk about next month’s air show. You said you’d be free right now?” Spitfire asked her, and Celestia smiled and walked into the living room where the two were. “Princess… You alright?”

“Why do you say that, Spitfire?” Celestia asked, as Luna had tailed right behind her. She began to get paranoid, fearing that all three of them were in her mind, reading her thoughts and her dirty, sinful desires even Discord had no business imagining.

“Princess, you’re as red as a tomato,” Soarin answered for Spitfire, who blushed after he did that.

“I can answer for myself!” Spitfire cried at him, almost hitting him, but she pulled him close for a half hug, chuckling nervously.

“Half hugs disgust me, Spitfire,” Celestia said, glaring at Spitfire and inflicting fear into her. “If you’re going to hug somepony, then you’d better get both your hooves around them.”

Spitfire and Soarin looked to one another and they both saw the worry in each other’s eyes, not wanting to imagine the certain things Celestia may have had planned for them… only if what was sealed thirty years ago would be released once again today. This day would be a no flex zone for them. No boasting. No stunting. Celestia would stop any and every attempt to show off. But that was only her.

Spitfire and Soarin hugged one another, chuckling nervously and sweating. The feelings of uneasiness literally made an obvious stench from them.

Within her mind, it was truly over. Her entire mindset craved sex, to fulfill her pleasures, to molest everypony in her way. Spitfire and Soarin were surely likely to be first, as Celestia did not want to get Luna just yet…

“What am I thinking?” she said aloud. “Such thoughts should never cross my mind… what is wrong with me?--”

“Princess, if…” Spitfire said rather quietly, which was completely out of character for her, “if you want us to leave… we can, if ya want us too.”

Princess Celestia replied quickly, “What makes you say such a silly thing? Come, I need you in the garden out back. I want you to make a light drizzle over my flowers, okay?”

“But Princess, can’t you water your flowers yourself?” Soarin asked her.

Princess Celestia laughed loudly, hopping with joy and pulling Spitfire and Soarin close to her with her magic. “Believe me, watering flowers alone isn’t a pleasurable as having somepony like such a good friend do it for you. It’s so much better.”

She turned to Luna and told her, “You may go back to playing your trivial little games, Luna honey.” She gestured for Luna to go back over into her room.

“Tia… Sister… need you to tell me anything… you know I’m here for you.” Luna still knew something was wrong, but was too stubborn in her way to question Celestia directly.

“Luna, there’s nothing at this moment I need from you. Surely, maybe later I shall consider your aid in watering my flowers,” Celestia answered her with a tad bit of sass. “Aren’t you too busy finding the amulet or something like that?”

Luna looked her in the eyes, but then blushed. She turned for her room and ran forward. “You’re right, Tia! I almost forgot!”

Luna soon was back in her room, with the door closed and her headset back on, once again oblivious as to what was happening currently IRL.

“Now…” Celestia said seductively, leading Spitfire and Soarin outside to the garden out back in the greenhouse and shutting the door behind them, locking the door as well. “Here is my garden…” She sat on a bench in front of them, the bench between two rose bushes and in front of a beautiful water fountain that was blessed with a statue of a mermare. She spread her hindlegs and presented herself proudly, using her magic to pull the two pegasi by their tongues to her crotch slowly. “This… is my flower bush. Would you mind kindly watering my flowers?”

Faggot on Fire

Spitfire blushed, getting a nosebleed and jumping up to try to hide it from Soarin and Celestia, who was amused greatly and laughing like a child at her. "Don't laugh, Princess! That's... That's not funny!"

Soarin chuckled as well, and Spitfire scared him by threatening to hit him once again. "Hey, hey! Sorry, Captain... but... you're as red as a tomato..."

Spitfire scoffed, making a tsundere-ish face and looking away from both Celestia and Soarin. "Oh hardy ha ha... That isn't our problem right now, Soarin... Our situation is the Princess..."

"Well... not to sound weird or anything, but aren't we like her entertainers?" Soarin replied, blushing lightly and scratching the back of his head. "I didn't see my day going down this road but, hey, what the hell, right?"

"You stallions only care about sex! I was right about you!" Spitfire cried. "That's a side I've never seen to you though... Soarin."

"Well, I mean..." Soarin did not know what else to say. He kind of did not want to dig himself a deeper hole with Spitfire's perception of him. Or, maybe, he just did not care at all what she thought of him. He was a Wonderbolt. He could pretty much say whatever he wanted, at the expense of fans and trust. But none of the outside ponies would not hear about this whole weird event anyways.

Also, Celestia was remaining rather quiet. Too quiet for Spitfire's comfort. She was merely watching them, enjoying the drama between them. She seemed to be getting off to it. "Go ahead, argue more," she purred with a deep blush. "I'll allow you two to have some drama for a bit. I like it! Give me more! More!!"

Spitfire noticed how close she now was to Celestia's flowers. She blushed as well and backed away a tiny bit, now sweating a little. She pushed up her shades and then began to speak. "Princess, I'm highly concerned about your well being right now, unlike Princess Luna, who only cares about video games," Spitfire said with a tone of great concern.

"Oh come on, Spitfire," Soarin groaned, slumping over a bit, "you don't know how to seize the moment! This is a once in a lifetime opportunity! When would you have ever suspected that we would get to eat out Princess Celestia? Huh?"

Spitfire blushed an even deeper red. "That's like Rainbow Dash getting on our team! It's never gonna happen!"

"I don't get your hatred for that mare, what did she ever do to you?"

"It doesn't matter what had, has, or will happen! She's not getting on our team, and that's final! What, do you like her or something?"

"I think she's a pretty bangin' mare, and I wouldn't mind getting a piece of that pone tang, but seriously! Aside from that, why can't she join us? Do you know how much you'll hurt her if she hears that?"

Celestia cooed, "Interesting. You seem to have a dilemma."

Spitfire could not believe she had forgotten, and Soarin nearly called her out for it. Celestia definitely had heard that. Now sweat flowed like a river down her body, and she shook as if standing upon an earthquake. Before she even thought of how to attempt to make a comment on how to redeem herself, Celestia intervened.

"You know, I frequently exchange letters with Rainbow Dash," the alicorn princess said, slightly sticking out her tongue at Spitfire. "Now, do you think she'll respond well to what you just foolishly said in the presence of somepony who will 100% without a doubt tell her about it?"

"Oooo, I felt that, and it didn't feel good," Soarin said with a chuckle.

"You too, mister," Celestia said with a laugh to kill his chuckle. "I'll tell Rainbow that you're merely up for her joining so you could have a chance at having sex with her. Do you think that's how a mare wants to be treated?"

Soarin and Spitfire, both now broken, held their heads low in shame.

"Now look, my little ponies," Celestia began with a smooth seductive slur in her voice, "be it you want not to be blackmailed, you'll have to water my flower garden."

"We know you're talking about your pussy, Princess!" Spitfire cried, shaking her head. "You don't have to use that analogy, it's making me more uncomfortable than I already am."

"I'll do it," Soarin said eagerly, but Spitfire hit him on the head again, comically driving him down onto the ground in pain and a bump popping up on his head.

Celestia giggled, but Spitfire closed in on her, looking her directly in the eyes with a demeanor of pure courage. Celestia smiled, but Spitfire's face remained looking bold.

She took off her glasses and uniform and told Celestia, "I'm doing this so you won't blackmail me. Especially to somepony with friends like that. Have you seen what they do with rainbows? If I'm gonna get incinerated by rainbows, I'll just take some damn LSD. Now, let's get this over with!"

Soarin struggled to get up, so Celestia helped him with her magic and sat him next to and close up to Spitfire, who got rather uncomfortable.

Spitfire looked to him, and he chuckled at her. "Princess Celestia, may you kindly tell this imbecile that he has to wait his turn?"

Celestia brought both their heads together and made them kiss, rather passionately, and when they retracted, Spitfire was coughing and trying to force herself to gag. "Don't you two know anything about watering flowers? I'm gonna have you both water me at the same time. For, if I don't, I'll overflow and my flowers won't be good for watering next time. If your watering skills are insufficient, them I'll punish you."

"Stop with the garden analogies! What is this to you? A show for little kids?!" Spitfire shouted, blushing and looking to Soarin, who looked rather stuck in a trance. Surely it wasn't everyday that one got to kiss the Captain of the Wonderbolts herself.

Celestia used her magic to place both of their tongues on her wet vagina, and she found herself shuddering in pleasure. Reliving her flaming, lustful youth, Celestia found her mane being reverted to it's grayish pink original color scheme, and her face was painted with an eternal seductive expression. She leaned over as the two ponies nervously and shakily lapped at her crotch slit.

"Can't you two lick a vagina properly?" the alicorn scolded them, pushing Spitfire onto her back and pinning her, front legs on front legs. She looked into the captain's eyes fiercely, flames growing within her royal gaze.

Spitfire could not look, unable to keep eye contact with the princess at all. "I'm... I'm sorry, Princess--"

Celestia gave Spitfire a graceful, cleanly executed lick, and Spitfire squealed like a pig with pleasure.

"Damn..." Soarin groaned, blushing and looking away. He had no game to participate and own so smoothly. Celestia was eating better than he was, not that it was anything to compete with, and he thought the act to be more of a mare's practice anyways.

Spitfire moaned weakly, fighting herself to hold back at all costs, but as the flame of lust burned in her chest hotter and hotter, she found herself squeaking like a mouse. Until she finally let out her voice with a shriek of lustful pleasures.

Celestia's tongue curled up against the captain's G-spot, and with one push, she broke through Spitfire's dam of cum, allowing the mare to cum rivers in her mouth. The princess wrapped her lips around the captain's vagina, as to not lose any of the mare's cum, and drank it down like water.

Retracting from "watering" Spitfire's "flowers", Celestia licked her lips and wiped her mouth, then giggling as Spitfire seemed to be stuck in a trance, her front legs bent up against her chest like a dog begging for another treat. "See? That is how you eat a mare, lackeys," the princess cooed arrogantly as she directed Soarin's face to Spitfire's crotch. "Now, little colt, why don't you demonstrate your skill?"

Soarin blushed, and feared what may happen if he attempts to do the same thing to Spitfire. "I... I can't... She'll kill me if I buck up."

"Damn right," Spitfire replied to him seductively.

"Lest you were talking about me," Celestia laughed, using magic to pucker up both of the pegasi's lips to have them kiss, using tongue and all. Surely Soarin was kissing Spitfire's lips as she held back both of her pairs as much as she could disgusted by the fact he was doing it.

"I swear to Luna if you buck this up, you apple licker," Spitfire grumbled, scrunching her nose and moaning maturely, a more womanly sound escaping from her than the mouse-like squeaks earlier.

Soarin stopped to speak, "I'm a stallion, yeah, but I know how to treat a mare." Then he went on to continue, now sticking his tongue in halfway, dragging it out slowly, then grazing Spitfire's clitoris to dive deep back in, getting his tongue in as far as possible.

Spitfire whimpered with laugh, afraid that Soarin could and would most definitely prove her wrong. She clenched her muscles and thighs as hard as she possibly could and began shuddering with her body becoming very weak. She cried out Soarin's name, yelling out that he was much better than Celestia had been when she was eating her out.

"Harder..." the captain ordered in a weak voice.

"What?" Soarin asked when he stopped, but Spitfire closed her legs on his neck, squeezing the air out of his now partially crushed throat.

"Are you deaf? I said... harder, you bucking idiot," Spitfire said, her tongue lightly hanging out as she panted like a thirsty dog, which was how Celestia saw it. "Not like I like it or anything..." She found herself deeply blushing, red as an apple once again.

Celestia got quite envious of Spitfire's position, so she positioned herself upon Spitfire's face, so that the captain could eat her flowers. Or water them. Celestia didn't mind either at this moment. "Don't hold back, but I warn you that any other way, this is only a warm-up until I go out for my next meal."

Now with both participants unable to speak, Celestia enjoyed the sounds of licking and lapping at the wet pussies which were out on display for tasting. She felt as her slit was being knocked on like a door, some knocks hard, some soft. The exterior being opened to warmly invite her guest in, and she wrapped herself around Spitfire's tongue.

"You're getting better, that's for sure," Celestia moaned, as she witnessed Spitfire trembling and giving up a muttered moaning sound as she came on Soarin's unsuspecting face. "Soarin! You've reached your goal! How about that?" She got up from Spitfire's face, and the pegasus' tongue simply fell out of her hole, with the pegasus panting heavily in return. "I knew you were thirsty, after giving up so much water to me and Soarin, you ought to be parched... But I have a much better alternative for you than flowers."

Panting still, Spitfire replied, "Alternative?... You don't mean...."

Soarin's throbbing penis found its way into Spitfire's mouth, and the pegasus did not like it. Immediately choking in her sudden panic, she gagged and nearly blew chunks when Soarin retracted from parking in her mouth.

"What the fuck?!" the captain cried, kicking Soarin's muzzle, making his nose bleed. "What the hell was that for?! Damn... I... I can't do this anymore! I'd rather have you tell Rainbow Dash what I said about her. No way I'm having 'Quagmire's' dick parking and reversing from my precious mouth..."

"Like it's a bucking baby or something, grow up," Soarin told her with a smug look on his face.

"It's like your head is screwed on backward or something!" Spitfire shouted, about to kick him again, but Celestia's magic stopped her leg.

Maintaining her hold on the captain, she sat Soarin up on the bench and turned it around for Spitfire to see. "I'm gonna show you how it's done," the princess cooed, levitating the pegasus over to watch, but she added a twist to it. "I've been practicing some dark magic lately, and I wanna test it out on my first victims... Y'know, to see what I can do."

The princess' horn glowed with a blackish pink magic, and she used it to take Spitfire's face and levitate it over herself as she would perform fellatio on Soarin. As for the stallion, she turned him into a mare, but with a dick.

"Fillyfoolin' futa fun, am I right?" Celestia exclaimed, taking Spitfire's body to eat her out as she closed in on Soarin's schlong. "I guess you could argue that I prefer mares over stallions."

"What did you do to me?! I'm a chick!!" Soarin cried in fright, but then checking himself out more. "Dude... that is so fucking hot! That's totally like, my ultimate fetish!!"

"How convenient," Celestia sighed in disappointment at his reaction. "I'll provide mental evaluations for you and the other Wonderbolts after I'm done with you..." But, she kind of liked this dark side to him. Maybe everypony had one. Surely then if that were the case, this enthusiasm was most likely being forced at some point.

With that aside, Celestia planned to finish them both off, so she spread her wings and licked the skin around Soarin' head. She over-salivated her mouth and breathed once, her tongue out, kissing it wetly and after that, sticking the tip into her mouth as her long tongue wrapped as much of itself around Soarin's dick as possible.

Soarin placed his forelegs on Celestia's head, moaning loudly like an idiot and having his head hang back. At a loss for words, he could barely contain Celestia's motion as her head bobbed quickly up and down.

Spitfire watched, her eyes floating directly above this, so she had no other choice. She wondered if she could manipulate Celestia from behind as she ate her like a warm, pastry glossed with sugary glaze, which was kind of what Celestia tasted like. She saw that she was licking her with a quick succession, tongue thrust after slimy tongue thrust, so therefore, the princess sucked Soarin with the same speed and thrust frequency. So Spitfire slowed it down a bit.

Soarin was her live model for how she would make this piece, and she found it nearly as enjoyable as flying. Soarin reacted exactly how she expected, now able to hold onto Celestia's head, but her nearly pushed down, prompting Spitfire to take a breather, so the princess did the same.

I can control this mare with my tongue? Is this an effect of her magic? Spitfire thought. It's sick that I'd even consider doing such a thing... but...

Spitfire licked Celestia's outer garden, which made Celestia lick Soarin's dick lightly as well. She continued; Celestia deepthroated Soarin unsuspectingly, which made the stallion/mare arch over to yelp in glee. Spitfire laughed at this internally, enjoying her time making Soarin look like a complete fool. But strikingly attractive as a mare.

"Damn! I'm... I'm gonna blast my Sonic Rainboom in your mouth, princess!" Soarin cried.

Spitfire halted to cringe. "That's... That's just fucked up... I'm gonna need that mental evaluation like a motherbucker..."

Celestia turned her head around and shoved Spitfire's face back into the crevice between her sopping wet thighs. "No breaks! Need he to bust one in my mouth, I'll happily welcome that. But don't worry, you'll be getting your fill too. Since you're so parched."

Alright then, Miss Molestia.. I got a surprise for you! If it's a Rainboom you want, then it's a Rainboom you'll get!!

Spitfire headbutted Celestia's pelvis, rocking her forth, and forcing her to go even deeper than before with the irrumatio act going on between her and Soarin. Spitfire was the key element to this act, however, making it like a spitroast. Celestia's midsection was hotter than the sun, her lust causing her eyes to go dumb, and to match Soarin's which had gone dumb a while ago when this sick game of "Simon Says" began. Now going at a sucking speed which Celestia herself did not think was possible, it sent waves of nostalgia running through her body.

Thirty years ago, when Molestia last attacked. Her last victim was in fact Twilight Velvet. But her mind was racing so fast, she could not piece the memory together correctly, and ended up with a mind full of flying rainbow bananas and seizure-inducing dances with herself and Twilight Velvet trying to shake the images out of her head.

Celestia's mouth was glued to Soarin's pelvis, as his hot, thick cum sprayed all out down her throat, which was not quick enough to swallow it all. The surprise had forced her initial returning blast of cum which shot into Spitfire's mouth, but the built up lust and pleasure of receiving Soarin's baby-batter forced out the next cum blasts into Spitfire's mouth. All while Soarin damn near could not stop his cumming, again and again, shotgun blasting his next load after the last directly down Celestia's throat into her stomach where his now officially aborted children found refuge and eternal rest till they were all digested and broken down into their purest form.

Hopefully this would not lead to indigestion followed up by a bad case of severe diarrhea. This time, if indigestion and diarrhea be her near future, toilet paper would rightfully prove itself to now be magic. Or friendship would deliver the toilet paper to her.

Spitfire did not spit out Celestia's cum, rather, she drank it down, gulp after gulp, and Celestia followed this, swallowing all of Soarin's cum.

"What an amazing and satisfactory come back!" Celestia exclaimed, clopping her hooves together, as Soarin was now back to normal, but face down on the ground, having fainted from the rough suction, and Spitfire, face and all, scolded him and Celestia under her breath. "I'll admit, I didn't plan for you two to blow me away like you did. Bravo, my little ponies!"

Soarin shot up, with a hoof in the air. "You didn't hire us for nothing! We're the best of the best in all of Equestria! You best believe it--?"

Spitfire tackled him down, punching him again and again. "I'm getting sick of your useless enthusiasm to this matter! Do you have any idea how much draining I'm gonna need to do after this fucked up event in my life?! A mental evaluation won't be enough... I have PTSD from this shit!!"

"You're ovary-acting, Spitfire," Celestia said, "you ought to loosen up a bit, because I ass-ure you that you'll be back to normal in just a couple of hours after you realize how much I can blackmail you now."

"Blackmail?! It's mutual, Princess!" Spitfire retorted rather violently.

"Ha! Then explain to me how the public will believe that I had sex with the both of you after being clean for so long?" the alicorn replied, using a water hose to hose the two down from the cum, sweat, and shame that stunk from them. Then she did the same to herself and shook the water off, giggling giddily as the process tickled her. She warped up for herself a towel, then got one for the two Wonderbolts as well. As they dried, Celestia continued, "I'll tell you this. Whom will the ponies believe? A bunch of talented show-offs? Or a pony who actually knows what she's doing when she sucks off a stallion?" She led them to the green house's back door and opened it wide to show them out. "I appreciate you stopping by, my little ponies. Our time was fun!"

"You're not just gonna sweep this under the rug, are you?!" Spitfire yelled, trying to stand up to Celestia, who gave her a fiery solar gaze of the sun itself. She effectively had broken her. "I...I...um... What will we do...?"

"Stop your blabbering, as if I'd attack you again, you lackey," Celestia laughed, following them out onto the balcony outside of the greenhouse. "I tell you the truth, I'll proceed my quest... but I'll find me a different pony for each stop."

"But... But you can't just get away with this!"

"I don't have to. As surely your parent's generation experienced this as well... and it's not like they don't know, lackey. So, blackmail? You're only telling them what they have to prepare for. There's nowhere else for the ponies to go... there's no escape from me when I'm like this. The cold wintry tundra north, and the hot dragon-infested lands of the south. With me directly in the middle. Everything within Equestria's vicinity is under my watch, ready not for my merciless strike. So go ahead, warn them if you want. They'd possibly call you an idiot, for nopony believes that this could ever happen again."

Celestia's senses went astray, and she shut her mouth as her colors turned back to normal. She looked Spitfire and Soarin in their eyes, and saw how scarred Spitfire was; how stupid Soarin seemed. Scrunching her nose, she pat the two on their backs and nudged them forward, creeping back into her greenhouse. "I'm terribly sorry..."

She closed the doors. Not caring what the two pegasi did after that. She had in mind her next victim, but her sanity screamed for this to stop. She found her own mentality being eaten away by the lust she had stored away for these thirty dry years. She was the one who was parched. She would be the one who most needed mental evaluation. She knew it.

Granny Apple Smith sat in the shade of the house over at the vibrant, colorful orchards, rocking in her rocking chair. She opened her eyes and sighed deeply. "I remember them old days... back when I could buck all day and night, no rest, no sweat... Back when things was more simpler. Them's Molestia's times."

to be continued

Puff the Magic Dragon

"The Grrreat and Powerful Trrrixie would love to show you her might! She shall crumble your spirits with her lightning beams, and she will transform you into a frog! Behold!!" the blue unicorn cried as she aimed her magic at a group of bunnies who stood staring at her, oblivious to what she was preparing to do. Trixie began sweating, and she clenched her eyes shut and shot forth a massive beam of lightning that did nothing. It did not even bend the grass. The rabbits did not even flinch.

Breathing heavily and pouting from another failed attempt to make nature submit to her, Trixie stomped her hooves onto the ground and screamed as loudly as she could, beginning to cry. "Sweet Celestia! Why?! Why must Trixie be subjected to such lowly treatment by the hands of fate? Why must Trixie endure such humiliation? Perhaps... shame is the greatest magic of all... And sadness is my wand."

The animals gathered around her, feeling sorry for her as her entire demeanor had changed from triumphant to a failure's sulk in less than a minute. "Perhaps... Trixie should give up the path of Magic and Trickery? Animals...?"

The smallest bunny rabbit from the family of bunnies she had shot the magic beam toward had come to her and nuzzled against her forelegs. Trixie blushed and picked up the rabbit using magic, nuzzling with it face to face. "I wonder if bunnies ever feel this way... If they aren't quick enough, can't jump as high as the others... Do they run away like I did? Trixie tried to fit in with them, but they hated her and laughed at Trixie harshly. She told them she'd become greater than they could ever conceive her to be... They threw those terrible wheels at Trixie, and they left marks that lasted for months. Bruises that stretched deeply into Trixie's flesh."

The bunny rabbit now looked sad, looking into Trixie's teary eyes. It jumped onto Trixie's head and it lay itself down, making the unicorn feel a warm and fuzzy feeling in her chest. She felt as if she could sing, and as all the animals of this forest gathered around her to give her company, she began to lighten up. "Trixie... needs not to be afraid... Trixie has new friends who care about her. Here... and even in Ponyville. That Twilight Sparkle beat Trixie twice, but Trixie forgives her... mostly. Trixie envies her power, her coming up. Trained by Princess Celestia, Twilight Sparkle has always been greatly privileged. Trixie wonders if she can get into the Academy also, so she can become better at magic. So she can finally catch up to Twilight... That's all that Trixie wishes for. If her horn could do the same things that Twilight could... Trixie would be so happy and pleased."

"As should I," Princess Celestia said, walking up to the unicorn as she was seemingly enjoying a stroll alone through this part of the forest which Trixie was in. "For such a unicorn like yourself to give up so easily is quite sad in my eyes. You possess so much enthusiasm and vigor every time I see you."

"You... see Trixie perform?" Trixie asked, looking down and scrunching her mouth in embarrassment. "Are you... pleased with Trixie's magic?"

"You're wonderful at what you do, Trixie," Celestia replied, getting a seductive look into Trixie's eyes. "But I'd also love to see this: I would love to help you with this problem you have. As your magic is good, but as we know, your magic cannot bend grass. Perhaps you have a passive type of magic, which is more useful with illusions and tricks, which is what you're good at. You may have a magical blockage accumulating within your horn, which is like having a clogged blood vein. What this does is that it shoots the magic's kinetic energy, but not its 'bite' energy, which is what makes it do what it does. Yes, you can levitate things, yes you can do basic magic things, but the magic's true power is not being unleashed. With a unicorn such as yourself, you'd be able to rival Twilight as she was before she gained Alicornhood, but you'd have to study all the spells she had to to be able to perform the magic."

"That all sounds highly complicated, but Trixie wants to be better! What must she do to stop the 'blockage' which you speak of?"

Celestia smirked, drawing closer and closer to Trixie, eyeing her cute little unicorn horn. "My, my. Your horn is so adorable. It's perfect for my preferences..."

Trixie blushed and replied boldly and rather adorably, "Trixie's horn is a massively sensitive part of her body, but if it takes releasing the blockage, Trixie'll do anything!"

Celestia licked her lips and pat Trixie's mane with her right foreleg, giving consideration to the thought that Trixie was willing to do anything. "Anything? You say?"

Trixie nodded, and without wasting any time to verify or think through what Trixie had said, Celestia grabbed Trixie with her magic and mounted her on her back. "Then why don't I take you for a ride, then?" Celestia asked her as she took off in the air and with one single flap of her wings, rose dust and dirt in a cloud and propelled herself straight up into the sky.

Though first terrified out of her mind due to Celestia's already massive velocity and ever increasing acceleration, on top of not being used to such a thing happening to her prior, Trixie got used to being on the Princess's back. Her heart no longer racing due to the fear pumping the concentrated adrenaline, but now from pure excitement and joy for this rarity of an event that surely only came once in a life time.

She did in fact get used to it. She knew how much as well, as Trixie loved to be certain. Trixie knew Trixie loved to be certain. But what she was not certain of was where exactly Celestia was taking her.

She had to ask.

"Ah! Where, oh great Celestia, are you planning on taking the great and powerful Trixie?" the unicorn asked the Princess, who zoomed off and came to an empty cave where there were many luxuries such as love seats of purple cloths and vicious animals in cages. Lions, tigers, bears, a dragon, and even a chimera. All of them caged and sleeping.

"Behold, great and powerful Trixie!" Celestia exclaimed, pointing forward and scanning the dark interior with her right front hoof. "This is your audience! Now, we only have to wake them up."

Trixie was skeptical about this situation, but then with a gulp, choked out of her wobbling mouth, "I...uh...animals?"

Celestia wrapped her foreleg around Trixie, making the unicorn blush, then pulled her in closer so she could whisper in her ear. "Look Trixie, I know you have a lot more pep in your voice. That's why I chose you for today, so I could hear that wonderful voice of yours! That wonderful sass that proclaims her feats as though they only exist to be outdated and replaced with newer and greater ones!"

"Do you... do you really mean that, Princess Celestia?" Trixie asked, as a few tears began to build up within her eyes. She closed them to squeeze out the teardrops and faced downwards. "I am.... I... am so humbled to know that Princess Celestia herself loves how my shows portray me and who I am as a real pony..."

"You need that attention, because I know nopony ever gave that to you before," Celestia answered to her remark. "And every time you are granted with success, it is short lived and dies along with some of your popularity and your morale. How so can you be as extravagant as you once were without the proper feelings to fuel you? Running on empty isn't a wise idea, and barely does it work, honey."

Trixie gasped, looking up to Celestia and smiling through this mix of happiness, fear, and sadness.

Happiness accompanied her humble feeling towards Celestia's remarks on her.

Fear is how Celestia may take it if she does not give a good show and performance.

Sadness is how Celestia was able to see through her so well. So easily, to top it all off.

"Pr...Pr-Princess... what do you exactly plan on--"

Before Trixie could continue, Celestia licked her horn a single time. One single stroke of her tongue, slow and steady from the base of her horn all the way to its tip. Feeling as Trixie shivered and moaned loudly with this simple action left Celestia in a state of feeling rather superior to her once again.

"Is that all you can take, my little pony?" Celestia asked Trixie, grabbing and holding her down with magic so she could coat Trixie's horn with her warm mouth and tongue. Making satisfying sounds as she lightly suckled on the horn, Celestia began to go deeper and deeper, until she gagged once the horn hit the back of her throat.

"Princess Celestia! What are you doing to Trixie's horn?! Ahhh...ahh!..." Trixie moaned, struggling to break free from Celestia's magic. "Trixie can't hold herself back from this wonderful warmth and downright unfair amount of pleasure!"

Moaning louder and louder, gritting her teeth and trying to hold these all back to save from embarrassing herself, Trixie quickly found that it was no use. She felt her horn cover itself in a coat of magic, and she began to ejaculate lightly. Opening her eyes to look up to Celestia with a pained expression twisted with confusion and passion, Trixie released a jelly-like substance from her horn into the princess's mouth, down her throat as she simultaneously came a bit more forcefully.

Letting some of this substance escape from her oral cavities, Celestia ejected herself from Trixie's frontal member and poked at it with her horn. "I love horns, such strange organs, though... so delicate. A mare has one while a stallion has two, don't you know this... Trixie?" Celestia said after gulping the horn jelly down. I find it weird how the horn functions exactly like the penis, how inefficient it seems when it is overused... but, Trixie, I think you just haven't used your horn enough on the right things."

Trixie, gasping for air a bit, said to the princess before her, "What a lewd thing to say! Are you comparing Trixie's horn to a penis?"

"No. I'm saying your horn is a penis," Celestia replied, making it so Trixie was lying on her back. She then proceeded to place her massive sunbutt down on Trixie's face so that her horn could enter her anus. With a grunt and a moan, Celestia rolled her hips down into position as Trixie screamed for her to get off of her, even going as far to remark how heavy she was. Celestia pounded her fat ass down on Trixie's face and laughed at her as she screamed and groaned, her lower body as legs squirming as her horn sent waves of pleasure through her body upon having penetrated a part of the princess, having tickled at Trixie's arousal. "Look at that, you've waken the animals."

The vicious animals, waking up one by one, began to crash and claw at their cages, trying to force them to give way but to no avail. They were now merely forced to watch this, as some trapped audience to some black market porno pet trade. Though, with that thought, the Chimera began to think it was going a bit too far.

Giving no more thought to the animals before them, Celestia brought her hoof down to her now wetting vagina and began to rub at it furiously. She let her tongue hang in arousal as she began to lose control of her body to the lust. "Tr-Trixie, my dear! Don't tell me that one shot is all your horn is good for!" she moaned aloud, as her pussy juices squirted down on Trixie's chin and upper body. Celestia wrung her hips more and more, as her anus ringed Trixie's horn tighter and tighter. "This is anal! Oh!... how I haven't felt such a heavenly burst of arousal in centuries!"

"MMMMFFFPPPPHHH!" Trixie screamed, smacking Celestia's ass as she could not gasp enough air fast enough each time the princess's ass slammed down on her face. "Cele-- Please!--MMMMMMFFFFPPPPHHHH!--STAAAAP!"

"Almost there Trixie! Almost...there!!" Celestia yelled, spinning into a reverse cowgirl position so that she would not be sitting directly on Trixie anymore. Her body arched and her wings flapped, unable to contain control from all this lust. "There, there, there, there, there, THERE!"

"Princess Celestia! Please! You're gonna make Trixie cu--.... aaaaAAAAHHHH!" Trixie screamed, hoofing Celestia's flank hard enough to leave red marks on her. "Trixie's horn! You're going to take her horn right off of her! It's so weak!..."

Trixie's legs came together as Trixie began to squirt her cum violently like a gunshot. Her horn blasted magic through Celestia's body, even all the way through her intestinal track, through her stomach, and out of her mouth. Shooting lasers of magic now from her mouth, Celestia plopped off of Trixie's horn and ejaculated as well. The burning sensation traveling through her body like thousands of race ponies on fire, finally ceasing as she breathed in and out, forcing the feeling to go away as it only fueled her lust. This fuel fed this lusty sex crazed beast.

Celestia leaned over and scooted over to Trixie, who was gasping heavily for air. "Did you think we were finished?!" she cried out, jumping for Trixie, who instinctively shot a beam of magic at her, and it managed somehow to push Celestia back and leave a red mark on her body. It burned a bit at first, and a lingering singe remained, leaving the alicorn in not so serious pain.

"Get away from Trixie!" the blue unicorn cried, wiping the bubbling tears from her eyes. "Trixie will not let you subject her body to such lewd acts! My horn is throbbing in intense....pain? I can't even describe this feeling, and it's hard enough to talk as it is! Leave Trixie be, you crazy monster!"

Celestia cackled as she grabbed Trixie with her magic again and slammed her down a few times, quickly getting her to submit. "Sorry to tell you, Trixie," she began, sticking her horn into the unicorn's mouth and passing through all the way down to her stomach. Trixie gagged, but could not vomit or get Celestia's long, throbbing, magic-enhanced horn out of her. "You can't stop the rape train!!"

Trixie's eyes rolled back as she was facefucked silly, Celestia's horn poking into her stomach and thrusting up and through her body like a penis being long enough to infiltrate a cervix. Trixie could only make gagging noises as Celestia forced her to deepthroat her horn, and her saliva mixed with other juices oozed from her mouth and covered her face as Celestia pushed into her deep enough for Trixie to kiss her forehead.

"Sweet.... sweet.... REVENGE!" the alicorn shouted, as her horn covered itself in thick magic and she blasted into Trixie's body a shining horn jelly which illuminated the unicorns entire body; like rapidfire Celestia ceased only until effectively illuminating Trixie's body so much that she could see through it like an overhead projector. Celestia licked her lips and ejected from Trixie's mouth, leaving her to cough violently and almost vomit, choking herself on her own spit and liquids, traumatized from this horrible experience.

Trixie, rolling over on her side to make whatever attempt she could to stand up, was interrupted from this by Celestia, who simply kicked her right on back down. Trixie pounded the ground and screamed at her, but Celestia mocked her by continuing to laugh, turning her back after standing up and ignoring her completely after that.

Trixie felt the burn left within her body from the abuse, from the magical jelly which Celestia's horn sprayed like cum all into her throat and stomach. It was utterly revolting.

"Trixie won't let this slip! You've humiliated her in front of these beasts, acting as one of her own kind while only being a beast yourself! Get back here and face Trixie like a grown mare!!" she boomed at her, galloping after her, but being stopped at the entrance by an invisible barrier. She banged on the barrier and shouted for Celestia to face her, but it was no use. The most she got from her was a shine of the horn, which used its shining magic to unlock and open the cages behind Trixie.

Celestia did not say a word or even turn back. She used a cloud to clean herself and simply flew off. Coldly and with no remorse she left Trixie behind this barrier to fend for herself against the hungry, ravenous beasts, also forced to watch the heinous act of rape done to Trixie by this Molestia.

Trixie began crying, thinking back to the family of bunnies which she tried to blast with her magic before. How terribly she failed, how she could not even bend the grass. She grit her teeth and turned to face the beasts behind her. "Thankfully, the princess 'unclogged' my horn," Trixie growled at the beasts which had lunged themselves at her. With a defiant look and a wave of her horn, she blasted at her new audience of animals, hoping only to blow them away with her new and improved performance.

"That went rather quick," Celestia muttered to herself as she heard a large explosion, following by what sounded like the popping of dozens of firecrackers. She turned to find the mountain cave blown to smithereens, a large puff of smoke shaped like a mushroom cloud rising into the air. She marveled at how much more intensity she granted Trixie's horn by simply sucking on it like a milk bottle and giving it the ol' anal spin. "At least she proved herself in the end. At least I fed my lust... at least I get to feed it more!"

Now, she could help herself getting all giddy at the thought and wonder of who her next client would be. At least, that was all that mattered to her.