The Molestia Chronicles

by SuperSaxyGamerBrony

Rating: mature
Tags: Comedy, Random
Length: 2647

What a wacky princess...

In this story, we follow our beloved princess through her adventures as Molestia.
You will experience a lot of sex, and many other uncomfortable situations during the course of this story.
All the material I am writing is based off the askprincessmolestia Tumblr run by John Jojesco, possibly one of the most well-known pony artists out there.
Here are links to his sites, at least the ones that I know of:
http://askprincessmolestia.tumblr.com/
http://lovetomorrowlove.tumblr.com/ (NSFW)
http://johnjoseco.deviantart.com/

My original plan was to use the comics he wrote at the beginning of the story for guidance, however I need permission to use his photos apparently. *shrugs* If you'd like to see which they are based off of, I'd be glad to post them in a blog.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2012-05-14 00:56:36 UTC

Chronicle #1

Story one, chronicle one:

A Bite of Cake

Molestia sat in her quarters, staring at the slice of cake that was given to her by Twilight and her friends. Supposedly, it was the best cake in existence, made by Mr. and Mrs.Cake of Ponyville. It certainly smelled divine, and from the reactions of the other ponies, it would live up to its name. Molestia licked her lips in the sultry way she always does. "The royal flank does not need any more bounce to it... perhaps I shouldn't eat this cake..." She shook her head. "I have to eat this cake, it's my obligation to keep the royal flank full and healthy!" She used her magic to bring the slice of cake over to where she sat on the bed, and held it very close to her face, examining it, savoring its mere appearance.

"Perhaps here isn't the best place to eat it..." She stood, still levitating the cake, and walked to the middle of her room. "Much better, lots of space." She licked her lips once again, the mere smell of the amazing cake... it... turned her on. It may seem an odd fetish, but Molestia has always been obsessed with cake. She would hoard it and eat it for days on end. She felt her marehood burn and drip with excitement as she leaned even closer to the delicious treat. "Mmmmmm!" She opened her mouth, ready for a huge bite, then she stopped. "No, I can't..." She turned away for a moment, then turned back. "I must savor just a bite..." She leaned her head forward, taking a small bite of the cake...

The effect was almost instantaneous. Her eyes widened, her legs trembled, her knees weakened, she orgasmed powerfully as she tasted the delightful cake, lubrication spilled out of her marehood as she chewed slowly, her pleasure building even more so as her fun was not even close to done. She continued cumming, managing not to scream out in pleasure only because of the delicious cake in her mouth. After wearing herself out, she regretfully swallowed and collapsed into the large puddle of her own lubrication, her chest heaving as she sighed in post orgasmic bliss. It was the best she'd had in a long while, as business had been slow lately.

"That... was... amazing..." She huffed and called to the royal guard standing outside. "Guard! Guard come in here!" The guard galloped inside, only to see the princess in a puddle of liquid which he recognized immediately, because it was pink, and it sparkled. He sighed.

"Again princess?" He trotted in, helping her up as the strong scent of her cum filled his nostrils. It was one of the benefits of his job, her lubrication smelled amazing. After getting cleaned up, Molestia rode a carriage to Ponyville to speak in person to the makers of the cake. She knocked lightly, and Mrs.Cake opened the door.

"P-princess!" She bowed before the majestic mare, and Molestia waved her hoof.

"No need to bow, I came to give feedback on the cake." She held back a snicker as she heard herself say "came". "I'd like to say that it was the most delicious cake I have ever had the pleasure of eating. I literally came buckets. I mean really. BUCKETS." The Cakes just blinked dumbfoundedly at the princess, their faces red. "Don't be embarrassed, it takes a lot to make me cum, and that cake did the trick. Really did the trick." She turned and walked out the door. "Farewell! It's been a pleasure!" She closed the door and smirked. "And that was the smallest bite I could take..."

Story two, chronicle one:

Bread For the Banquet

Molestia was feeling peckish. It was nearly midnight, and after a long day of sexual intercourse one does tend to work up an appetite. "Let's see what we've got in the kitchen..." She opened the door to the large cabinet, scanning for anything interesting. "Hmmm... lettuce... tomato... ah! Peanut butter!" She took the jar, popping the top off and sniffing it deeply. "Mmmm... I love peanut butter, so much fun to lick off of things." She stuck her hoof inside and drew it out, licking the sweet, salty, and delicious substance slowly, and then she spotted it.

A pile of nearly two and a half foot long baguettes. There had to be at least twenty of them, stacked neatly on the table, ready for the banquet tomorrow. "Hmmm... perhaps it's time for a little prank." She trotted over and looked at the bread. It was the perfect width to fit into her marehood. She took a small piece, nibbling it. "Ack! So bland, it needs more... flavor." She grinned as she used her magic to lift it up, moving it behind her and prodding her marehood with it. "In we go!" She slowly pushed it in, gasping as it stretched the walls of her marehood. "Mmmmm, this is better than toys!" She pulled it out as it reached the end of the road, and the small notches in the bread tugged against her walls, causing intense pleasure. "Oh dear, already?" She climaxed, covering the bread in her lubrication as she moaned quietly.

"That's one..." She set it down on a different counter, it glistened and sparkled with her cum. "It'll be dry in an hour." She shoved a second baguette into her marehood, cumming once again, then another, and another, until all the bread was soaked in her juices. "That'll do... nicely..." She panted, worn out from the series of orgasms she went through. She trotted back to her quarters to await the banquet that would come later that night...

"Luna! Luna sis!" Molestia trotted over to her sister. "Come sit at the head of the table with me, and try some bread!" Luna raised an eyebrow as she followed her sister and sat down.

"Bread? What's so special about bread?" Celestia broke a piece off and ate it.

"Mmmm... this bread is especially good! I don't know why though." Luna cautiously took a piece of her own, sniffing it before taking a bite, and her expression changed to one of delight.

"This is delicious!" Luna exclaimed, and the rest of the guests were devouring the bread as well, and Molestia smiled slyly. None of them had any idea what that bread went through the night before, and she loved it.

As the banquet cleared out, Luna joined Molestia in the empty hall. "Oh, and Luna, did you think the bread really as good as you said it was?" Luna nodded vehemently.

"Yes! It was delicious, I don't know how to explain it..." Molestia smiled.

"Well that's good, because I seasoned it myself. It took a lot of hard work, and a lot of... fluid." Luna turned beet red. Her sister did things like this all the time, she was disgusting.

"You... the bread... and they all...?" Luna was turning redder by the minute.

"And they all loved it, even you sis." Molestia giggled as she trotted away, and Luna went the opposite way, not wanting to look at her sister. "The way she reacted about the bread... it's a good thing I didn't tell her about the punch..."

Story three, chronicle one:

Spandex

Molestia hastily locked her door after making sure nopony else was around, she wanted to be alone. "Phew! That trip to Wondercon was great! Now, to look over my souvenirs." She opened the duffel bag and shifted its contents with a grin. "Wonderbolts costume... Mare-Do-Well costume... katana... ah! Here we are!" She pulled out a small, locked case, and inserted her horn into the notch in the side, upon opening was a volleyball jersey with the number "69", and a pair of spandex short-shorts, formerly owned by the volleyball captain herself. She lifted them gingerly out of the box and grinned. "There's my babies." She held them close to her face, the special box they were in preserved the state and smell of the glorious uniform, which Molestia managed to snatch after their game.

"You smell just like you did after the game... you smell like sweat, latex, and... Orchid." Orchid was the volleyball captain which she first molested and then stole her uniform. It's not like it was Molestia's fault, she was sexy, and also the only one left in the locker room. Molestia took a deep whiff of the spandex shorts, recalling the taste of Orchid's sweet, sweet marehood. "This will have to do, I doubt I'll be seeing her anytime soon..." She turned them inside out, giving the interior a lick, because it had Orchid's juices all over it. "Mmmmm..." She began to feel herself getting wet as she gave another lick, and another, and soon her lubrication was dripping down the inside of her thigh.

"I haven't clopped in an hour or so, this is a good opportunity!" She trotted over to her bed and lie on her back, her back legs spread wide. She gave the shorts one last sniff and shuddered, sliding her free hoof down to her crotch and rubbed the outside of her marehood slowly. "Mmmm..." She sped up the rubbing and thought of Orchid's delicate 'flower' of a marehood, and how she soiled it with her tongue. Molestia licked her lips as she though of the unique taste of the mare, speeding up the tempo of her rubbing, whimpering quietly. "Oh Orchid~" The more she thought about the mare, the more her mind went less to her appearance, and more to her amazing spandex shorts.

The spandex shorts were really what turned her on, the way they made flanks look was heavenly. She became conscious of this, and started thinking about other ponies wearing the spandex shorts. Spitfire, the sexiest mare of the year award winner, with her amazing plot in those tight shorts...

Molestia's rubbing turned to clopping, the sound ringing throughout the room as she began thinking about Twilight in those shorts... then began thinking how much better they would look, casually tossed on the floor as the two of them thrashed about on the bed in blind passion... "Oh spandex!" She cried out as she approached climax. She cried it out again, and again, and she began imagining her own sister, Luna, in the shorts. Her flank, while much smaller than her own, was very cute, cuter so with the spandex shorts on. It was all too much for Molestia as she bit her lip, orgasming and spraying her juices all over the bed. "OH SPANDEX~!" The guard passing in the hall heard the noise and laughed quietly to himself.

"That princess..." He chuckled again, then sighed as he realized what this meant. "And of course I'm going to have to clean it..." The door swung open, and the princess walked out, giving the guard a look that said 'you know what you have to do'. The guard looked back and asked, "Can I have a mop?" Molestia laughed and shook her head.

"That's what your tongue is for." The guard gulped and his face turned red as he walked into her room.

Chronicle #2

Story one, chronicle two:

Early Recovery

Molestia sat in her quarters, breathing heavily at the amount of pain she was in. Chrysalis, the changeling queen, had charred her horn, and it hurt horribly. The nurses and guards tended to her, but the pain would not go away. She groaned and rolled over, trying to think of other things, like how sexy the queen was, but it was no use, the pain was too great. She managed to gasp out a few words, "Get... Luna..." She closed her eyes and groaned again as a wave of pain shot through her.

"Sister! Sister I am here!" Luna galloped into Molestia's room, stopping next to the bed and nuzzling her sister. "I shall take good care of you!" Luna smiled reassuringly at her sister. Molestia's expression did not change, and she beckoned to Luna.

"Come closer sis..." Luna leaned over the bed. "Closer..." Luna's head was now a few inches from Molestia's and Molestia licked Luna's muzzle, giggling weakly. "You always fall for that!" Luna turned a bright red as her eyes widened and she recoiled, putting her hooves on her muzzle. "Oh come now, I was just having some fun." Luna sighed, her sister deserved whatever she could give right now.

A few hours passed, as Luna and Molestia chatted idly, Luna changing the subject when it turned sexual, and Molestia frowning when she did. It was a normal occurrence, and Molestia didn't really mind, her sister was a shy, innocent mare. Suddenly, a scribe ran into Molestia's quarters. "Princess, why doesn't Luna try to heal you with her magic? After all, she's just as powerful as you." Luna looked to Molestia.

"I suppose it's worth a shot." Molestia said, and she laid back in her bed. "Climb up Luna, you're gonna need to get on top of me." Luna obliged, climbing up onto Molestia, her back legs spread apart, and her front hooves resting next to Molestia's head, and she lowered her horn. Being a naive mare, Luna saw nothing wrong with the position. Molestia however, saw everything sexual about it. Luna's marehood was hovering very close to her own, her chest radiating heat to Molestia's, and their horns touching, being as sensitive as they are, when they rubbed, it caused pleasure for both ponies, but neither showed it yet.

Luna's horn glowed blue, and she began pressing it against Molestia's, and Molestia bit her lip as her pain turned to pleasure. Luna worked hard, the spell strengthening as sweat beads formed on her forehead. Molestia was experiencing intense pleasure, as was Luna, but because of Luna's intense concentration on the spell, she was not aware of it. Molestia, on the other hand, was completely aware, and gasping quietly as her sensitive horn rubbed against Luna's. Luna strained, making the spell more and more powerful, grunting and exhaling sharply as she struggled, and the noises only fueled Molestia's pleasure, the heat radiating from their chests was intensifying, and their marehoods dripped quietly onto the bed, Luna still taking no notice.

Molestia was close to climax, and Luna's mane now dripped with sweat, it was incredibly sexy, seeing her normally long, flowing mane hang limply. Luna was also close, but again, was completely unaware, and the spell continued on and on, until Luna was completely worn out, as she was finishing, both princesses climaxed.

It started out subtle, soft moans and a bit of air-humping from both ponies, but then out of orgasmic bliss, they began grinding against each other, and their marehoods sprayed lubrication all over the bed, Molestia's pink sparkly fluids mixed with Luna's blue, and also sparkly fluids, and the two princesses rode out their orgasms. When the feelings faded, Luna came to her senses, and panted heavily. "D-do you feel any better sister?" Molestia smiled softly, her chest heaving.

"My horn does not feel any better Luna, but I certainly enjoyed cumming with you~" Luna's pupils shrunk and her eyes widened, her face a bright red as she looked behind her at the cum on the bed. She had orgasmed with her sister without realizing it. She hated the fact that her sister was so perverted, and Molestia would hold this against her for a long time to come. Meanwhile, Molestia grinned and sighed happily as she looked at the scribe, who had been standing there the whole time. His face was such a bright red, it actually heated up the room.

"You there, as punishment for your perversion, you must clean up the cum... with your tongue." The scribe blinked, and Molestia, for the umpteenth time, was making use of her subjects' tongues. She was recovering earlier than expected.