Author's Note

If anyone could make a GIF of Celestia spinning in a chair, that'd be fucking great.

Now for actual notes:

Writing this chapter took a lot of thinking. With each word I wrote, it got harder and harder to plan out the eventual sex later on. So I cut to the chase, and got it on. Writing the actually clop was harder still as I was writing in school. I could get written up for this shit, but nevertheless, while my laptop is under repairs, the show must go on!

Enjoy!

PS: I suck at writing clop...sorry...

That Night Everything Changed [Cloppitiy Clop!]

Luna stared at her sister with a mixture of confusion and rage. Pacing back and forth from where she stood only a few feet away from her elder sister. "Are you telling me he is an alicorn?"

"No! He is human, one hundred percent." Celestia corrected her. "I am still struggling to figure this out myself Luna..."

She didn't understand her sister, but Luna still had questions left unanswered by her sister. "Tell me everything that happened Tia. Not a single bit left out."

Celestia huffed. "I am not going to share to you my sex life Luna."

"But what if you missed something? Something that even you want answered?" Luna took a few steps closer to Celestia. "Let me cast my dream spell on you, and perhaps we can solve this. We can find out once and for all, who - Christopher Robins is."

Celestia thought for a few moments, then nodded. Luna was right, even as old as Celestia is, and how time flows differently. Perhaps she thought, maybe that we could find out who he is. Why is he so different? "Let me lie down."

Luna watched as her older sister walked over to her bed. "I swear I shall reveal nothing to anypony."

With one very sharp glare Celestia said: "You better bucking not." Luna could only chuckle. "I'm serious."

"So am I." Luna's horn lit up, and both of them passed out.

"So...." Chris looked for a second at the woman sitting next to him. "How do you know your sister will know where you are? I mean, finding you were at a stranger's house isn't exactly the best place to turn up-" He shrugged. "If you ask me of course."

'Tia' smiled. "She has her ways. She can find anyone she wishes under the night sky."

"And the day?" He jested.

"That would be mine."

"Ha- So, um...Tia? What exactly makes you think I'm the best choice? You know....thinking you're going to be safe."

"That bartender seemed to think you're safe enough, and he pretty much qualifies as a shrink."

"That's what a guy said on my favorite TV show...It's called Bones." He noticed that he was starting to run into a lot of red lights along his route home. "Fucking Pokemon lights...."

"Pokemon lights? What are those?"

Chris sighed with a chuckle. "Another TV show I liked to watch. It's called Pokemon, and the theme of the show and games is to try to catch all of them. It goes: 'Gotta' Catch them All-Pokemon.'. So when you run into the same thing over and over again, like these damned red lights-"

"Gotta Catch them All?" Tia asked, smirking as she got the connection.

He snapped his fingers as he pressed his foot on the gas. "Right'o!"

"You seem pretty nice. Why did you offer me your spare room?"

"Why wouldn't I? I've been feeling rather lucky lately, and good ol' Karma has been on my side-why wouldn't I help you?"

"I know someone named Karma. She isn't very nice." Tia commented mostly to herself.

"As they say, 'Karma's a bitch'." Chris, saw his street coming up, and smiled. "Home's just a mile away."

They approached the home, a simple home by the looks of it. A regular single story home with white paint. Celestia didn't find anything extraordinary about the abode aside from a large shed next to it, but even that looked very plain. She was helped out of the car by Chris with a hand offered to her. He pulled her out with ease, and a smile still on his face. It was the very same smile he met her with, an honest man's smile, one that showed nothing to fear.

She stood up, acting as though she were still a little tipsy. "Whoah there!" He caught her before she fell onto him. "Careful now. I don't need to get blamed for a bruise or a cut on you. I know how family can be when it comes to one of their own getting hurt." He grabbed on to one of her arms and threw it over his back.

Tia looked up at him, smile still everlasting on him. All she felt was trust in that moment, like he wasn't even able to lie about what he was doing. "T-thank you." She felt herself blush at him. "You are very kind."

He took the first step forward with Celestia's arm still wrapped around his neck. With each step he took, she heard him hum a note. It started out as a low G flat, but crescendoed into a small melody. It was quite pleasing to the ear. Honestly, Celestia felt like she was caught in a sirens trap, being led to their lair, but this time it was different. Here she was with a common human, but what had led her to meeting him? Was it the bar? Or perhaps other forces were working?

She shook that away. She felt no kind of magic within this world for something to be at work. So was it fate? Was she supposed to meet this man? This man who showed nothing but kindness since the first few words he spoke to her?

"And the world keeps on turning, after we're all gone. The world keeps on turning, even after time has called. Death is our resting point, the world will still turn. History written there, for others to observe." He sung aloud in a quiet whisper, finally letting Celestia realize the melody he'd been humming.

"What is that song called?"

"It doesn't have a name, none of what I say has a name."

"You mean that is from off the top of your head?" Celestia asked him.

"Most of it, yes." He nodded, closing the door behind him. "Lights on!" He called out. As if it were magic, every light in the house came on. With the light, Celestia took another glance at him. A rough stretch of hair under his chin and on his neck. Slick black hair that was folded to the right. His brilliant green eyes seemed to look through everything in the room. "Can you walk now?"

Celestia pulled her arm back and nodded. "I should be fine now. Getting out of that car was rough."

"Took me a while too. Kinda small, but I love it. Great mileage, and the engine purrs like a kitten." Chris smiled while walking over to a table with a strange device on it. He pressed a button, and with colorful lights, it turned on. "The guest room is down the hall from the kitchen, on the left. I'll be up late, so if you need anything, just walk on out." He said, sitting in a rotating chair. Celestia mused to herself about the chair, thinking of the foalish things she could do with a spinning chair.

Celestia nodded, thanking him quietly before following his directions. "Is it the first or second door?"

"First, the other one is a supply closet." He answered kindly before returning to his work. Celestia could only get a glimpse of what was on the glowing screen, but it was a picture followed by some small letters.

She walked into the guest room, quickly taking notice of the small space, but rather large bed. "Perhaps for family." She guessed before sitting upon it. There was a mirror, and next to it was a small closet. A rather humble looking room to what she was used to. Her room in the castle was the size of a small apartment. Deciding it was late enough already, if the clock on the table read right, ten forty-six in the afternoon was later than she liked to stay up. So she crawled deeper into the bed, and covered herself with the thick comforter. Feeling sleep draw near, she closed her eyes, falling into peace.

A wave of panic had pushed her awake. She sat up in the bed, still finding herself in human form. Only three hours had passed, a dark feeling pressured down upon her chest. Like an extreme hate was personified-"Oh no!" She had a wave of worry now wash over her. Had she followed me? Nightmare Moon?

"I DON'T CARE DAMMIT!!" She heard the shout as clear as day. "THIS JOB IS OUR LIVES! WE LOSE THIS, WE'LL BE ON THE STREETS IF YOU DON'T BUCK UP!" There was a large crash followed by a few slams.

Celestia opened the door slightly, just enough to peak her head out. Across the living room, Chris was sitting on the chair with a half empty bottle of vodka on the floor. When she stepped out more, she saw a broken shot glass across the room, and a hole in the wall above his device. Drunken Madness... She mused to herself.

"Chris?"

"Huh-? Oh...fuck'n'a...." His voice sounded like he was more than tipsy.

"Are you alright? Do you need help?"

He turned away from her and covered his eyes. "Just go...I-I'm not myself right now. I-....I don't want to hurt you, just leave before something happens to you too."

It would take the IQ of zero to not notice the amount of caution she had to take now. "Chris...I'm staying right here...I'm here to help you." She brought her feet close, and put her hands behind her back. Little did Chris know, she was casting a few protection spells. Something didn't feel right with what his words said. "Tell Tia what is wrong." It was a rarity she had to use her magic to persuade any beings she encountered. All used of course not to go to war...hopefully.

"J-Just go! Work got me mad."

"Yes but what you feel is a different kind of mad, a very dangerous one. You are in danger of losing what you have. I have felt that when I lost my sister for ten years. I thought she was dead, stuck in a cold rock in a cave, many over looked." She dared to take a step forward. "Please... Let me help you as you helped me."

He took a deep breath, suddenly there was nothing around him, but the worry was still in his eyes. "We were killing it with the project...so close to the most sensitive firewall the world could ever see. It would protect data from even Anonymous...But we'er breaking a few laws in the process... If we'er caught...we won't see the light of day again..."

"What are these laws?"

"Hacking into the government database..."

"So you found records? Are they important?"

"Lets just say the most dangerous weapons of humanity's destruction isn't code: 112617029810025-Zeta-71261-Alpha-69." He said, looking away. Look, we left a bug inside once we got in, Mike just needs to get the kill code to end it before we get tracked."

"Why are you breaking the law?"

"Because! We needed a patch of code that was...Look...I said too much already. Fuck'n booze..." He hadn't looked up throughout the entire explanation. He kept his eyes covered, trying hard to calm his breathing. "We'll be ruined forever...rotting in a prison..."

Celestia felt strong enough now that she had a few spells to protect herself. She moved in carefully, and took very soft steps forwards. She lightened her breathing, and could even hear the beating of his heart. This was only part of her natural magics, not a single pony could lie to her, not now anyways. She still felt that hate from before, the one that woke her up.

"Chris..." She wrapped her arms around him tightly. However, sooner than she liked, Chris snapped up screaming like he was in fear. She had to let go before she was pulled with him over his spinning chair.

"Let my house! G-go!"

"No." She said calmly. "You need help, please-" She pushed her magic harder on him. "-let--me--help--you."

He put his hand to his head and shook it. "W-hy..? W-at...wrong..head....?"

It was like she was fighting a wild beast inside his head. A raging lion deep inside his gut, roaring in rage, but kept under a tarp. She looked within him to find any hope of light around him, but hate and rage kept building. Like the bars of the cage were being bent. Now, more than she was supposed to, she turned off his thinking completely. More than suffocating a fire with more fire, but it stopped him from popping a vain or artery.

"Come over here now." At this point, his free will was now gone. Chris obeyed the order, taking even steps forward. "Sit down." He sat down. "You are calm now. Mike has fixed the problem with utter ease because he's that good. You celebrated with a drink, and I came in to join." Then she let go of her hold, leaving him to shake his head as he came to. "Are you okay?"

He studied her for a moment, then smiled. "Now that you're here. Drink?"

"Sure." He walked over and saw the hole in the wall. Studying it for only a moment, he touched his head, and walked into what Celestia assumed was the kitchen.

As soon as he returned with two shot glasses, his smile had returned. The hate filled man was now long gone, left by a brighter looking fellow. Chris's eyes beamed with joy, shining a bright emerald green. He poured the bottle into each glass, then gave her one.

"To good days." He said.

"To good days." Their glasses clanged gently against one another. She looked deeper into him, a little too far perhaps, but for all what he's helped her, she felt like there was some way to repay him. "If there was one thing you would want, what would it be?" She asked.

He dunked the glass like a pro, then placed it on the table in front of them. "Well...if I could have something, that'd be to see you in my bed." He said rather bluntly, but as soon as he thought over those words, he shook his head quickly. "Damn...Sorry, didn't mean-"

"Am I that good looking? That you would just say that?"

"W-well, you're like a goddess. Your body is divine, supple and smooth. Your hands are like the softest silk." Well he isn't far off of being a goddess. She laughed on the inside. Though his comments are also nice to hear. He took a deep breath and continued. "This must be the booze talk'n...but you are extremely hot, like sun hot."

"Thank you." She leaned in and kissed him on the lips, just one quick peck. "I think I'd like you to join me." She stood up and held out her hand.

"B-but! You're under the influence..."

"I don't forget a thing Chris." She replied, trying help ease his worries. "I want this, clear mind and all. It takes more than a few shots to get me even tipsy."

He actually chuckled. "Well, with a body like yours, I assumed you'd be a lightweight." He took her hand, and was lead down the hall. "Are you sure?"

"For someone who wants my body, you are awfully cautious of your actions." She giggled, pulling him close. "Yes...I want this. I want you just as you want me."

Celestia jumped away from Chris with a giggle, as she flew on to her bed. Chris took off his shirt, which for Celestia had suddenly killed the mood. Upon his chest were massive scars reaching from his neck down to his pelvis. However, he looked quite buff, strong even by the way his muscles moved with him.

"Your scars..."

"Cool huh?" He smiled, adjusting his glasses.

"Did those hurt?" She asked.

"They did, but not any more. Here, let me help you." He neared her with small steps. When he was all but an inch away from her face, he took the bottom of her white shirt, and pulled it up. Underneath her shirt was a purple bra, which tried, and hopelessly failed in hiding her ample breasts.

Suddenly a wave of blood flushed to her face. Only now did she realize how large they were. He pulled her close, and gave her a long kiss. His lips against hers excited her. It was like a spark had jumped from his mouth to hers. Almost moaning in fact into his mouth, which all seemed like a distraction to unbutton her pants. Soon he slipped his rather soft hands into her also purple panties.

"Ah!" Celestia gasped in surprise at the sudden embrace. Holding back another moan by biting her lip when Chris had pulled back. He reached down and pulled her pants down, just leaving her in her underwear.

"So beautiful..." He said in awe at the figure before him. Celestia lay on the bed with her hands behind her head, letting her breasts grow out a bit. Then he felt like it was his turn to pull his pants down. As he did so, Celestia noticed he was wearing dark red boxers, and she also noticed a rather large bulge.

He moved back in just as Celestia was able to regain her control of her breathing, although they were light pants. Her blush however was not in as control as she would have liked. Chris took his hands and reached behind her back, unsnapping the clip that held up her bra. He took it and threw it off to the side. She could feel how the bulge in his underwear was twitching in excitement. He grabbed one breast while moving into the other one. His mouth completely covered her nipple and began lightly sucking on it.

Celestia however was quickly learning that humans don't just jump to sex. They tease first, or at least-Perhaps its to help them get ready. Setting the mood- "Ah-ningha!!" She moaned at he pulled her breast with her nipple still in his mouth. This is fantastic! Logical side gone, Celestia was actually beginning to enjoy his foreplay.

Chris felt like it was time to move on. He made a loud pop as he finished sucking on her breast. He started to kiss her stomach, but he was moving lower and lower. As soon as he came upon her panties, he smiled up at her. She realized his eyes had changed color now. They were a sea green instead of their emerald hue. They glowed with lust and fluidity, but his caution was still there. She nodded to him, allowing Chris to get as close as he liked.

He pulled them away revealing her moistening womanhood. Chris gently pressed his nose against her slit, taking in the wonderful smell. "You wash well." He complemented her. "Smells like lilacs." Before Celestia could even respond, she felt his tongue dig into her. Her back arced up just as a wave of pleasure rippled through her. Never before had even a concubine had done this to her. To her, Celestia thought that humans had a much better imagination than her ponies had when it came to sex.

Chris had completely pushed his tongue into her, and also had pulled her panties right off her feet. She was now fully nude to Chris, who still had his underwear which was quickly stained with pre-cum. As he moved around his tongue inside her, Celestia moaned out loud, letting herself loosen up for Chris' eventual probing with his growing erection. Just as she felt herself about to cum, he stopped and looked back at her. It was like something was behind him, something great and powerful ready. She soon remembered the lion in the cage from before, instead it took a more primal form.

He pulled his underwear off his legs, and revealed to Celestia just how much he was hiding. There standing at full attention was a massive cock. It wasn't the size of a stallion's from her world, but it was a matter of thickness, which Chris most defiantly had going for him. It was slightly curved upwards.

"Take me..." She moaned. "Take me you big boy..."

That was all his drunken mind needed. Chris moved in for the kill, edging himself up to her slit. She shuttered with glee as the tip of his bulging cock touched her lips. He moved close to her, his breath touched her skin. It was soft somehow. "Ready?"

She was still being surprised how careful he was trying to be. Each time he went further with her, he always seemed to think it was important to ask her if it was okay. Again she nodded without a word. She felt him move in, his large dick pushing past her lips and into her body. She felt like she was in paradise with him inside her. Just a wave after wave crashing around her. He began slowly to pump her, helping her get used to the wanted member inside her.

Then he sped up his humping. Each time he grunted as his tip hit her womb's outer wall. Chris felt like he was on cloud nine, breaking each of his worries away inside this goddess in disguise. As their hips met, there was a loud slap. "Ning...Yes...oh, yes...!" Celestia moaned out loudly, feeling him hit her inner most wall, she could feel his dick force its way through her, but all she wanted was more.

"In or out." He asked.

"I-in...I want it in-"

Luna was forced back from a dark energy. It was like she was slapped in the face. "Ow...!"

"Luna?" Celestia opened her eyes, looking at her with worry. "What happened? Why did it end?"

"I-...I don't know..."