WARNING: Vore

“Oh, I really shouldn’t,” Celestia said to no one.

Before her sat one of the most wonderful spreads she had ever seen in her very long life. Not wonderful for its size or complexity, but rather for the loving care she knew went into each and every dish. And the best dish of all had yet to be seen, but she wasn’t too concerned with that at the moment.

What really held Celestia’s attention, was the roasted turkey.

Oh, she had been acting coy. Noshing on mashed potatoes, tasting soups, chewing on some hay, even nibbling a pie or twelve. When, aside from the special the Cake’s had promised her, she had eyes only for that roast turkey.

Celestia leaned close to the turkey and inhaled deeply, the spices cooked into the bird tickling her nose. Idly, she glanced to her left and her right. There was no one to be found, and thanks to her privacy spells, no one could hear her. Even if a Unicorn or otherwise magically inclined being were to attempt to peek or listen in, they would have to beat her spells first. She was isolated. Completely free to do as she pleased.

And she was going to fuck that turkey.

A warm golden glow surrounded the ladle that sat in the bowl of gravy. The ladle levitated up, filled to the brim with thick, warm deliciousness. It flew gently over to the turkey and slowly tipped, letting the gravy slide through the air and over the turkey.

Celestia poured until the ladle was empty and her prize had been given a heavy coating. She placed the ladle back in its place with care and then leaned forward again. Her opened her mouth, sticking out her wide tongue and licked slowly up the turkey’s back. She drew her tongue back in and suppressed a moan.

Celestia swallowed her mouthful and grinned lustily at the bird.

“Now, why don’t we-”

“Celestia?” a slightly nervous and familiar voice said, accompanied by the sound of doors being pushed open and the wheels of a cart squeaking.

Celestia froze stiff and quickly did what any self respecting solar princess would do in such a situation. Using her god-like powers, she flung the tempting and gravy covered bird across the room and out of sight.

“In here,” Celestia said in as even a tone as she could muster, quickly wiping her lips with a napkin. “I’m just… enjoying the wonderful meal you’ve prepared.”

Carrot Cake came into view, pulling a serving cart laden with a massive covered silver platter.

“Not too much, I hope,” Carrot said with a wink.

He knows. Okay, kill him right now and then burn the whole place to the ground so it looks like a- oh. He means the food.

Celestia smiled. “Not to worry, Carrot. I still have plenty of room for that, ahem, special dish you teased me with.” She eyed the silver platter. “Have you brought it to me already?”

Carrot nodded and made to lift the platter. But before he could even begin to lift it, Celestia’s magical aura surrounded it and quickly brought it towards her, filling the empty space left by the turkey. Carrot smiled his thanks and approached the table. He struck what he assumed was a refined pose and made an elaborate flourish before pulling away the lid of the platter.

Celestia would have never admitted it, but she did drool at the sight of Cup Cake.

The blue mare was laying on her back, fore hooves resting on her paunchy belly. Her back legs were spread and her tail drawn aside, showing off her creamy honey pot. Drizzled over her thighs was cranberry sauce and a few leafs of lettuce cushioned her rump. Around her neck was a necklace made of radishes and, appropriately enough, tiny cup cakes. And, of course, she held a brilliantly red apple in her mouth.

Celestia wetly licked her chops. “Mmm, Cup Cake, dear. At the risk of sounding cliché: you look good enough to eat.”

Cup Cake removed the apple from her mouth, a rosy hue to her cheeks. “D-do you really mean that, Princess.”

“Call me Celestia,” the alabaster Alicorn said, gently but firmly pushing the apple back into the mare’s mouth.

Again using her magic, Celestia lifted Cup Cake into the air. She took a moment, however brief, to admire heft of the mare, her deliciously plum shape, and her juicy thighs. Celestia opened her jaws wide and slowly lowered Cup Cake until the mare’s hooves were inside her mouth. She closed her mouth around the hooves, slowly rolling her tongue over them. And then she swallowed, the gulp seeming to echo in the stillness of the room.

Cup Cake found herself thankful of the impromptu gag that was the apple. It suppressed the moan that came from her throat as Celestia swallowed her hooves. The Princess’s lips were soon gliding up her legs, more gulps pulling the limbs into Celestia’s hot throat.

Celestia swallowed Cup Cake up to her wonderfully thick thighs. She closed her eyes and unashamedly moaned around her mouthful. The cranberry sauce leaked down and hit her tongue, adding a tasty tang to an already tasty meal. Celestia tipped her head back further, moving Cup Cake to match, and then swallowed.

Cup Cake trembled as she felt herself sink to her hips in Celestia’s throat. Her breath came in excited gasps, nostrils flaring. She felt the princess’s tongue worm its way between her thighs, moving up towards her-

Cup Cake bit through her apple. The bitten fruit fell away, bounding off her cum paunch and landing somewhere behind Celestia. Cup Cake felt the warm, wide oral muscle spread her folds and drag itself along her walls. She tipped her head back and let out a warbling moan as Celestia’s tongue pushed deeper into her.

Celestia pulled her tongue from the moaning mare’s creamy cunny, scooping out a load of cum with it. The heady spunk coated her tongue, mixing with the mare’s tangy juices. Celestia let out another muffled moan, knowing she could be content to eat the mare out for hours. But she had been waiting all year for this.

Celestia gripped Cup Cake’s shoulder with her hooves and began pulling the mare down, gulping rapidly to help ease her passage. The mare’s cum filled belly proved to be something of an obstacle, but with enough pushing and prodding, Celestia managed to work it past her lips and into her throat.

Cup Cake tucked her fore hooves against her as she was swallowed up to her chest. She wiggled her bottom legs, the tips of her hooves pressing against the entrance to Celestia’s stomach. The princess’s tongue was rubbing up her back, playing with her radish and pastry necklace.

Celestia made a small swallow, delighting in the feeling of Cup Cake’s hooves entering her belly. Though, as the mare sank a little lower into her gullet, the string of her necklace caught on one of Celestia’s teeth. Celestia quickly took it off Cup Cake, pulling it free of the mare and her maw and setting it on the table. Celestia swallowed again, pulling Cup Cake’s head into her mouth. Slowly, she closed it, leaving only a bit of the mare’s mane outside her lips.

Cup Cake gasped excitedly as Celestia’s lips closed and sealed her away into warm, wet darkness. She bit her lip, trembling in anticipation for that final plunge. She got her wish a moment later, a loud gulp echoing around her before she was pulled into Celestia rippling throat.

Celestia sucked in Cup Cake’s mane with a wet slurp and swallowed one more time, sending the last of the baker down into her gullet. She let out a satisfied sigh and leaned back in her seat, hooves rubbing her expanding gut. Celestia licked her loudly licked her chops and let out a very un-princesslike belch.

“Urp, ‘scuse me,” Celestia mumbled, holding a hoof to her lips.

“D-did you en-enjoy y-your meal, C-Celestia?” asked a stuttering voice from beside her.

Celestia turned to see that Carrot had walked around the table and was standing at her side. Sweat dripped off his red face and the faint smell of arousal hung in the air.

Celestia giggled and wrapped a hoof around Carrot’s shoulder, bringing him close while the other rubbed her bulging belly.

“A finer dish I haven’t had in a long time,” Celestia giggled, licking her lips again. She smiled and tilted her head, brushing a lock of sweat-matted mane from Carrot’s face. “Mmm, Carrot? Pardon me for being so… gluttonous, but would you care to keep your wife company?”

Carrot stared up at Celestia in some sort of mix of awe and blatant lust. “P-Princess?” he asked, voice trembling.

The Alicorn laughed and leaned closer to the stallion. “Please, call me Celestia,”

It was a simple teleportation spell, dumping the ruined turkey somewhere in the Everfree Forest.

Celestia sighed and decided to put the roasted bird out of her head. She had other things to think about.

She carried the weight of two fully grown ponies well, even if she was out of practice. A nagging voice in the back of her head reminded her that, reformation spell or no, she would still be spending a good chunk of the coming weeks working off the Cakes.

She exited the bakery’s loading bay, a large sun had pulled down over her eyes. A spell hid her ponderous belly from view. Wouldn’t want anypony spreading rumors about their Princess gorging herself or the tabloids screeching she was eating ponies again.

A guard opened the door of her carriage, gazing respectfully ahead. If he was at all affected by how much the cart shook when it took her weight, he hid it well.

Celestia sighed and slumped back in the velvet lined interior, the carriage rocking slightly as it left the ground. Her hooves roamed her belly as a single thought wiggled through her food drunk haze.

I wonder what Twilight tastes like.

Author's Note

I regret very little.