Love Geist
Princess in distress
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Chapter 1 – Princess in distress
"Ugh! I clop and clop and the heat just won't go away!"
"Watch your tongue Princess Cadance! That kind language does not befit somepony of your station."
"Well you sure could use a good bucking too!!!"
Princess Cadance was at her wit's end. 5 months pregnant, and she felt hotter than an active volcano in the dragonlands. Her dear prince consort Shining Armour was away on a trade mission to the caves of the Diamond Dogs and her toys were doing a poor substitute job. She had read that this pattern in ponies was a holdover from the three tribes period when it was necessary for the mare to keep the stallion engaged, but this was just a whole level of ridiculousness. Her nether region sorely ached for a flaring stallion cock to coat it with masculine honey.
Quiet Speculation stood stoic, she had to stay calm and collected in her capacity as the Princess' head hoofmaiden but internally was aghast. All her life she had idolized the princesses as perfect ponies, virtue incarnate, and after 6 months on the job she has learned the hard way how wrong she was. Marechiavellian power plays, tired tantrums, unabashed cake gluttony, she had seen it all. Or so she thought until this recent pining by her mistress.
"Princess," Quiet Speculation spoke as evenly as she could muster, "I understand you are going through some hormonal imbalance but you must control yourself. Both as a representative of alicornhood and as a role model to all mares please carry yourself with more pride than a brood animal wishing to rut anything that moves."
"I know, I know," Cadance muttered as much to Quiet Speculation as to herself, "as the princess of Love it wouldn't behoove me to act like a wanton slut."
"PRINCESS!"
Cadance winced. As far as wet noodles go Quiet Speculation could soak up all the fun like a sponge but she understood this platitude was a necessary counterpoint to her passionate disposition.
"Perhaps it is time to reconsider that suppressive concoction which was recommended by Zabrina."
Upon hearing that sentence Cadance's ears perked up. "Weren't you vehemently opposed to this 'voodoo hogwash' as you so elegantly phrased it?"
"I had some further discussions with the zebra animist and have been convinced otherwise. Shall I go prepare the potion?"
Cadance couldn't help but blow a derisive snort "Of course, I was the one who called for it in the first place. Now Go!"
"At once your Highess." Quiet Speculation bowed and exited Cadance's personal chambers.
As soon as the hoofmaiden was out of sight Cadance jumped on her bed, sprawled on her back and brought a hoof to the moist lips between her hindquarters. "Oooh, Shiny how about we negotiate a trade agreement in *my* gem cavern." She couldn't help but giggle at her corny line. She was glad Shining Armour handled all of the interspecies relationships because Celestia knows she was not the princess of finesse. As her brain pondered this her heat of course highjacks it to knotty thoughts: "I wonder how it would feel to have a diamond dog nub plug my hole and drip its seed in me..."
Quiet Speculation descended to the royal kitchens and enlisted a chef's aid to round up the ingredients needed to prepare the special brew she learned from Zabrina, an affable Zebra who radiated smiles which could warm up the heart of even the coldest of Wendigos. She was the animist adviser to the supreme Great Chieftain, Zazusa Zian, who united all the zebra clans after a bitter civil war of factions led by Zairi Chizoso, Zula Kazo and Zanzabar Zoza. Hmm, why so many zeds in zebra names? I zhould ask Zabrina about that next time we converze.
Zabrina was not a dedicated shaman but her circle of friends contained many and she had a passing knowledge of herbs and roots. Normally Quiet Speculation would exercise caution and ask for Zabrina's supervision but it was late at night and the recipe seemed simple enough, how hard could a silly zebra potion be? Well, there is a basis in the saying that a little bit of knowledge is most dangerous.
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