Life as a Human Librarian.

The sound of hooves on stone echoed throughout the castle corridors, blue flames lining the dark halls. Meanwhile, the moon’s silvery light shined in through large windows, the beams seeming to head towards the torches as if to fuel them. The owner of the hooves had fur as black as the night sky with an ethereal flowing mane that was like space, tinted a sick purple. The mare stood at an impressive 9,4 ft, standing high above many of the creatures in her world. Her body was that of beauty, a black dress that looked like it truly was made from the fabric of the universe held onto her curve filled body, large mounds of flesh made up her bosom and wide hips swayed with each step she took, sometimes showing a crescent moon, surrounded by darkness and stars.

The mare’s destination was coming into view, a large door made of solid wood, a symbol resting in the middle. The symbol was that of a moon with cracks over the surface. And staring out of the cracks were five sets of eyes, all of them glaring. Unlike many of the large doors in the castle, this one was not guarded, but it made sense. After all, who would guard other guards? She stopped in front of the door, reaching out to the door with a gloved hand. Before she could even brush the door it creaked open, the symbol on the door splitting in two. Slowly she walked in, her eyes running over the living quarters of her ‘guards’.

Mr. Cake was a tall stallion, 8,5 feet to be exact. Though he was tall, he was by no means buff, toned would be the correct word. He was fast in the kitchen, baked goods being taken out, placed down, and a new sweet would take its place. He was a yellow blur as he moved around the kitchen.

“Pinkie! Please come and get Gummy!” He called out while mixing a bowl of cake batter. As the pink mare rushed in to grab the alligator, another mare entered the kitchen, putting a bag of groceries on a vacant table.

“Hello sweetie” The mare hummed while pecking her husband on the cheek. The mare was rather chubby, but her height helped spread out the fat so most of it was either on her rump, her breasts, or her thighs, though a good amount stuck around on her belly. Her blue fur complimented her pink, swirling mane and tail. She did not stick around the kitchen, though, as she threw on a belted puffer coat, the belt clicking together. It hugged her midsection tightly, her breasts being pushed up and looking much more perky in the coat.

“Where are you going dear?” Mr. Cake asked, setting the bowl into an oven.

“Karma and I have a get-together today, remember?” Mrs. Cake glanced over at her husband before throwing up the fluffy hood of her coat. “I’ll be back in a bit. Pinkie, please make sure Carrot doesn't burn the kitchen down.” And with that she was out of the kitchen, leaving a pouting Carrot and a giggling Pinkie behind.

Nightmare’s Moon was a chilly month, with many of the leafs turning into an assortment of colors. The wind’s carried with the dying leafs through the air and with it the cold. Cup Cake didn’t mind, however, with both her fur and her coat keeping her warm. She had a smile that would make a foal happy and she made sure to greet any ponies she passed.

Her destination was town square fountain where she and Karma meet up for their get together. And as she entered the shopping district, she could see her human friend sitting on the edge of the pearly white fountain. She made her way towards the human, shaking her head as she saw he had no coat.

“Really Karma? You forgot your jacket in weather this cold?” She scolded. The human looked over at the tall mare, chuckling as he rubbed the back of his head.

“It’s not...that cold.” He said, only to shiver as a gust of wind rolled over his body. All he had on was a purple, long sleeve shirt and jeans that hugged his waist. But it did nothing to stop the cold from getting to him.

Mrs. Cake shook her head while unbuckling, unzipping and finally slipping off her coat. Under it was a yellow sweater that hugged her bountiful bosom and soft belly. She then put the coat on Karma, not bothering to put it together as it dropped over his small body.

“Hehe...thanks, Cake…” He mumbled, looking over at the tall mare with a smile that could melt the heart. She simply nodded, a small smile making its way onto her muzzle.

“Of course, dear, now how about we head off to Flora Cafe? I hear they have a brand new coffee that I have to get my hands on!”

Princess Celestia, one of the most powerful beings in Equestria sat in her room, tea slipping past her plump, perfect lips. Many would say she was the closest to perfection while others would simply say she was perfect. Many say things, though, and they all fall on the Alicorn’s deaf ears. She was used to the praise, used to the admiration she received. It simply meant nothing to her.

Though, there was one being whose words always entered her mind, her most faithful student, Twilight Sparkle. It had been a few years since she had taken in the filly, now a full grown mare. The years had flown by in her immortal mind, and yet she enjoyed every last second of them. The mare was her closest friend, even if she still treated her like a princess, she enjoyed her company.

Her shimmering eyes darted to her bedroom door and the mare of her thoughts entered her chambers. Twilight had on her usual blouse and skirt, the skirt flowing down a pair of lovely legs that showed a bit of fur only to disappear behind black stockings.

“Ah...hello Twilight.” Princess Celestia smiled, her angelic voice carrying around the rather spacious room. The lavender pony smiled, bowing deeply before entering the bedroom, closing the door behind her.

“H-Hello princess, I was just wondering about something.” The mage rubbed the back of her head, and it was then the princess noticed the rather old scroll in her student's hand. She tilted her head while sending a pulse of magic through the room, her cheeks turning a light shade of pink as the magic crawled over her student's body. Though it vanished rather quickly when her magic read through the scroll.

“Twilight, where did you find that?”