It was a slow and quiet day at the palace. There were no monsters attacking, no invading armies were marching toward Equestria and Chrysalis hadn’t been seen since her attack during the Royal Wedding of Cadence and Shining armor. The three princesses, Celestia, Luna and Twilight Sparkle, sat at the dining table in the Royal Dining Hall enjoying a leisurely lunch, Luna enjoying a salad, Twilight nibbling on a daisy sandwich while Celestia eyed her veggie hoagie.
“Oh!”, she gasped, frustrated and annoyed, “The cook never puts enough mayonnaise on these things!”
Celestia’s horn glowed with magic and a moment later a mayonnaise jar drifted into the dining hall and settled on the table. Pulling the cap off, Celestia looked inside, saw that the jar was almost empty, a simple butter knife would not be sufficient to scrape the remains from the bottom.
In a moment of inspiration she lifted the jar and jammed the end of her sandwich into it, hoping to use the bread to scrape out what was left of her favorite condiment.
Twilight and Luna, looking up, stared as they watched what the Ruler of Equestria was doing.
“Uh, Celestia, you do realize what that looks like, right?” blushed Twilight as she intently eyed the process that was going on in front of her.
Celestia froze then blushed deeply, biting her lip.
“Oh, mother of me!”, she gasped as realization hit her, “I had no idea until you pointed it out, Twilight!”
“I think it’s rather hot,” cooed Luna, who was also showing a distinct blush on her face but also a twinkle in her eye, “don’t stop now! Keep going!”
“Yeah, now that you mention it, it is rather hot and it’s been a while for me,” crooned a now mildly aroused Twilight, her wings spreading out in an obvious wingboner. Luna’s wings were also spreading for the same reason.
“What’d you stop for?” snapped Luna, who was definitely getting turned on by the sight of that sandwich, it’s surface covered with a thick layer of the lovely condiment that looked for all of Equestria like...
Although embarrassed, Celestia complied with the other Princess’ insistent request and resumed sliding the sandwich in and out of the jar.
“Ooh, yeah,” cooed Luna, her eyes narrowing lustfully as the soft, squishy sounds of a hoof rubbing against her wet genitals could now be heard from beneath the table.
This was quickly followed by wet, softly slapping and squishy sounds from beneath the table of a now moaning Twilight.
In spite of her best efforts, Celestia soon found herself succumbing to her own arousal as her wings, too, began to spread out and flutter behind her. “Oh, fuck it!” she muttered as she bit her lip and followed suite with the others.
“Faster, Tia! Faster! I’m getting close!” grunted Luna, her face twisted up in a rictus of intense pleasure.
“Hnnnnnng!” grunted Twilight through clenched teeth, her eyes shut tight, her hand moving in a frantic blur beneath the table.
Within moments the walls of the room resounded with the echos of loud moans, grunts and impassioned shouts as the three Princesses reached the pinnacle of their climaxes, their loud and throaty groans of release rattling the walls as Celestia slammed the sandwich in and out of the jar so furiously pieces of it were flying everywhere as it disintegrated from the force!
A moment later the princesses sat at the table, gasping, panting and moaning quite satisfied as the jar and what was left of the sandwich fell to the table.
Just then they were shocked and startled by a crashing sound coming from the door behind them. Leaping to their hooves, they stood and stared mortified at the sight of a servant who stood frozen, staring, their face a mask of shock and confusion.
Utterly mortified and blushing deep crimson, Celestia pulled herself up to her full height and, trying to regain some shred of dignity, faced the servant, who just stood there staring.
“You never saw this!” she barked in her Royal Voice. The servant, startled by the sound, jumped with a yip before turning and scuttling quickly out of the room.
“We will never speak of this again!” commanded Celestia to the other two princesses who stood looking just as mortified as Celestia had a moment before.
With that, Celestia turned and, walking with as much dignified grace as she could, strutted from the dining hall on weak and wobbling legs while Twilight and Luna plopped back down in their seats and stared at each other, wondering what they’d just done.
“She’s right. Let’s never speak of this again,” grunted Luna with authority to an ashamed and fully abashed Twilight.
“Right,” muttered Twilight before the two Princesses rose on wobbly hooves and quickly left the dining hall. It would be weeks before they would return, choosing instead to take meals of long sandwiches and jars of mayonnaise in their rooms, instead.
