Spring had just begun in Equestria. All the creatures have had only just awoken and wasted no time in creating new families. Cities and towns everywhere were still getting rid of the last few shipments of water (melted snow) for the Pegasi to pick up. Ponyville, however, had already finished its seasonal transition in a single day thanks to Princess Twilight's organizational skills. In fact, Ponyville was the first to have their water picked up, as was outlined in detailed from the Winter Wrap Up reports she still insisted on sending to Princess Celestia.
Celestia, still in her morning robe smirked as she laid the report down, and walked out of her study and and towards the fawyer. Twilight, even after all she had done for not only Equestria, but also for her personally, still retained their same relationship of teacher and student. Even as Celestia continued to test her, the young alicorn not only rose to the occasion, but also exceded her expectations. Celestia could only hope that that trend would not falter- especially now. She slipped off her robe, and spread her wings when she reached the railing. She jumped over it, and floated down towards the floor, where she met her sister, and and nephew. Her smirk grew into a smile as she acessed what they were wearing: nothing, same as her.
The Royal family, complete with Celestia's appearence, stood, surrounded by guards, naked as the day they were born. The only things that could even be called garments were the guards' helmets, and the Sisters' tiaras. Aside from that, they were all bare plot nude. Celestia looked around, taking in her surroundings. Her nephew stood proud and tall of his meticulously toned body. From horn to hoof, her nephew certainly looked every bit the part of perfection he pretended to tout himself as, even his flared "head" that was starting to poke its head out of its sheath was a hint to the hidden girth between his legs; his balls, each the size of two apples, also hinted at his volume and stamina. It was a shame that he was as queer as a wooden bitt. The guards, as was protocol, were statuesque. The only sign they were anything but expertly made statues were their own rock hard, twitching, and leaking dicks. Celestia made a note to give her janitorial staff an extra large bonus this year.
Luna, however was not as comfortable, as evidenced by her slouched position, slumped shoulders, crossed legs. Luna had been prepared, and briefed about this particular diplomatic visit, but it seemed that nothing could really prepare one away for ten whole eras for what was about to happen.
"Luna, dear sister," Celestia said, resting her shoulder. "You are a beautiful mare. I'd ask if you knew how many stallions would agree, but you've dealt with countless ice cream dreams- of both colts and fillies of all ages." Celestia gestured towards the present guards and their erections. "Of course, I am pretty sure these stallions didn't just 'spring to attention' as soon as I made my entrance."
"They did not," Luna confirmed in a low voice. "But even in today's world of whores and the like, this is hardly proper- being out in the open like this!"
"Not for Equestria, perhaps," Celestia replied, sliding her hand down her sister's side. "But this is welcoming committee is not for Equestrians."
"Sister!" Luna jumped as she felt Celestia's hand grab her butt, letting a cool draft waft upon her sphincter. "We aren't in your bed chamber! What are you doing!?"
"Greeting you in Deer," Celestia responded.
"Are males greeted the same way?"
"Yes, but usually from the other side," Blueblood anwered with a smile. Luna crossed her arms over her medium sized breasts, and groaned.
Celestia chuckled at Luna's grimace. "Lighten up, Moonlight! Our guests will be here any moment, and you are going to be greeted alot."
Just then, a there was a loud pop outside the door followed by a scraping sound, and the familiar clip-clops of hooves.
"Speaking of whom," Blueblood said, unable to hide his unusual enthusiasm as the rest of his sizeable member freed itself of its fleshy prison.
In less than a minute, the giant palace doors opened to reveal an almost blinding light. Only seven figures were visible from the silhouettes they cast, and only one was easily identified as Unicorn mare. The mare, also clad in only her helmet held out a scroll.
"Announcing the arrival the Allfree Forest Royal Family and their Winter Guard!" the mare announced as she unrolled the scroll. She paused and looked back at the new arrivals "Well, half of of them."
Luna watched in awe as the the light dimmed. Actually, to say the light dimmed was actually a bit of a missnomer.It was more like it was pulled in as one would do an unruly sheet. Dispite the brightness, Luna could not help but stare as one of the figures was indeed folding the light like a sheet, dimming its glow, and revealing the nature of the six figures behind the mare.
They were obviously Deer, from the antlers, the thick necks, and thinner hooves, though one had his back turned to her; from his motions, she assumed that it was he who was folding the light in on itself. As this stallion, or buck as deer called their males moved his arms the light srunk until it disappeared with one last glimmer. His job done, he turned around, showing his face. To save her life, the only thing she could say about it was that the buck's nose was bright red; she couldn't even tell if it was glowing or just that shiny! What kind of magic was this!? Her eyes shifted a little bit to notice a giant green sled with empty mounts. Settled in the back were huge, filled sacks. As the bucks started to separate, Luna's eyes widened. It wasn't at the well endowed curvacious doe, as their mares were called, the obvious king, a large stag with obvious endowment, and ridiculously multi pronged antlers, but rather the male fawn with them. If he were a pony, the young stag would be on the crusp of attaining his cutie mark, assuming he hadn't just done so already. Was clothing just not a thing in the Allfree Forest!?
"Presenting," the Unicorn mare continued. "King Randy and Prince Bramble!" The large stag confirmed Luna's theory with a grandiose bow, making a note to raise his tail and his son akwardly copying him. Up close, Luna could see that the king's chest and arms were covered in scars, and they seemed to be fresh. She wasn't sure if she should have been more concerned with the scars, or the king's guard obviously looking and making no attempt to hide that they liked what they saw, and they weren't just looking at their king!
"And the Members of the Winter Guard: 'Glowing' Rudolph!" The red nosed stag's nose started to glow as he gave an akward wave hello. He was obviously well conditioned, but nothing stood out from the dozens of examples of stallion forms.
"'Doe Eye' Prancer!" This stag could hardly be called a stag, as the only clue to his true gender were his male appendage and antlers, but his antlers had few points to them and were somehow curved in a way that seemed feminine. Luna was unsure if that was was eyeliner and mascara, or if his eyes were just like that.
Upon seeing Prancer, Blueblood's face lit up, and his member sprang to full mast. He held his arms open. The doe eyed stag looked to his king as if begging for something. Her sad puppy dog face spread into a huge grin when the king shooed him off with a flick of his wrist, not even bothering to hide his grin. With speed Luna didn't think was possible from anyone other than a Wonderbolt, Prancer threw himself into his apparent lover's arms, tackling him to the ground. To see their normally sullen nephew so happy and full of life brought a warm smile to the Sisters' faces. One of them may have even aw'd at them. Probably both of them.
"'Solo troupe' Dancer!" Dancer, was the most toned of the deer present. While King Randy was muscular, his size seemed to telegraph a low speed, and poor agility. Luna knew it would be a mistake work off of those assumptions, but with Dancer, his body was obviously trained to strike fast, and hard. He was obviously a fighter, and a skilled one at that to accompany the king and his son with nothing but his bare hands.
"And, 'Ice Fox' Vixen!" The doe sauntered in, her breasts bouncing, but remaining perfectly spherical. They, along with her ample hips, made Vixen a walking image of fertility. Luna was sure what her nickname meant when shen she saw Vixen looking around at the plethora of erections around her, licking her lips. Luna was unaware that you could fight an actual battle with sex, but looking at her, she was sure she'd found a way.
"Greetings, esteemed guests," Celestia said as she walked up to, and pressed herself against the king's body. Biting their lower lip, The two shared a look as they took squeezed each other's butt.
Luna jumped as she felt a palm smack her ass, grabbed it, and gave it a shake. She turned around to see Rudolph staring hungrily at her ass until he looked up at Luna, and jerked his hand back as if she were on fire.
"Oh my gosh," he said, waving his hands in appology. "I am so sorry! I wasn't too hard, was I? I got excited and forgot to to take it slow! I didn't hurt you, did I?"
"No," Luna slowly responded. "It just surprised me is all." How did he even get back there so fast?
"As much as I'd love to stay," King Randy said, letting go of his contemporary, "I'm afraid we have some royal business to attend to in..." He paused for a bit, "What was the place called- Ponyville?"
"That is correct, Sire," Vixen responded, avoiding eye contact.
"Hmph," King Randy snorted at the doe. "Yes, Ponyville. We merely stopped by to greet our hosts and deliver the shipment we discussed."
"All of that is for us?" Luna gasped. "Will we require all of them?"
The king laughed. "Between your countries business practices, and the upcoming mating season, I don't think you'll have much excess to worry about!"
"Though for obvious reasons," Prancer interjected, teasing his lover's cock by rubbing his butt against it, "We'd like to shave two sacks off for personal use. One for here, and the other for His Majesty's entourage."
"Two whole sacks?" Blueblood asked, teasing hs lover back with a few well placed pokes. "I've heard tales of what we are discussing, but if we require two whole sacks between us, then are they not as effective as we were lead to believe?"
"Well, the sacks we're talking about are half as big as the others," explained Bramble. "So, we're really just splitting a bag. That, and Dad always likes to 'err on the side of caution', as he says."
"It's as my son says," King Randy nodded. "Now then, we're starting to fall behind time, and if the stories Ms. All Day," he grinned at Celestia, who just rolled her eyes, "have told me are true, then I don't think it would make a good first impression. That being said, could I borrow your guards to unload our sled?"
"Of course," Celestia nodded to the guards. They snapped a salute, and went off to perform their task. "Leave one of the small ones in the sled," Celestia called out to them.
"Yes, Your Highness!" chorused the reply.
"And while they're doing that," Bramble said. "Who stays here, and who goes with us?"
"'Us'?" King Randy smiled. "Who said anything about you going to Ponyville?"
"Daaaaad!"
"Alright, son" King Randy smiled, wraping his arm around Bramble's neck, and ruffling his hair. "Just joking with you." The young prince laughed, while trying to break free of his father's hold, until he simply let go. His smile disappeared as he considered who would go with him, and who would stay here. "Let's see." He paused for a moment to think. Finally, he gave the guards their assignments. "Prancer and Vixen stay here. Dancer and Rudolph are with us."
"Wait. M-Miss Vixen's not coming us," Bramble asked. Vixen looked downcast at her assignment, but made no objections.
"No," came the king's succint reply. "She is not."
"Come on, Dad. Now you're just being mean" Bramble pleaded. "I mean, she's-"
"A soldier with much to make up for!" King Randy interrupted. "She made her choice, and we all must live with it."
"Please, Dad?" Bramble went over and threw himself at Vixen wrapping his arms around her. He looked back at his father with the most pitiful face he could manage. "Pretty please with me on top?"
The King groaned. He knew that face well, and he was powerless against it. The only one who saw through it was the queen- his wife, and Bramble's mother, and she was... King Randy took at look at his son, and sighed.
"First off, it's not your birthday. Secondly, don't say I've never done anything for you," King Randy said, obviously irritated. He looked over Dancer. "Dancer! Change of plans. You're staying here. Vixen is leaving with us!"
Dancer and Vixen bowed, as they exchanged places.
"Thank you sire," Vixen said, bowing a few more times.
"Don't thank me. Thank my son," King Randy said, walking out towards the sled.
"Thank you, Young Prince," Vixen said, scooping the fawn up and hugging him tightly to her bossom.
"Anytime," Bramble replied, returning the hug.
"So, shall we be off, Rudolph asked walking out the door.
We shall, King Randy replied, following his guard, and hefting their sack over his shoulder from the sled, "But we will have to sprint."
"But father, I barely mastered walking!" Bramble cried out.
"No need to worry, Young Prince," Vixen said, "I shall carry you. I just need to prepare myself."
"How-" Luna's question screeched to a halt as she took in what was happening before here. Her mouth seemed to gape further as she looked higher and higher.
"Are we ready?" King Randy asked.
"Ready," everydeer answered.
"Then we're off!"
With that, and a small booming sound, they were gone. What the hay was going on? How could deer possibly do that!? Was it magic only they knew, or was it common knowledge in their kingdom. Could Earth Ponies learn to use it? Her mind conitued to race until she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked two see who it was and saw Dancer.
"Excuse me Princess," Dancer said. "May I borrow one of your guards?"
"Yes," Luna gestured, beckoning a guard over. "For what, may I ask?"
Dancer held out his hand blew on it, conjuring a small vortex of white, snowy wind around it. "Just this." Dancer pressed his enchanted hand to the guard's chest. To Luna's horror, the wintery vortex around Dancer's hand engulfed the pony guard. Before she even knew what was happening, it was over; the vortex died down, and in the guard's place was an exact copy of Dancer.
"Don't worry," said the clone. "He's fine. I'll let him go after we're done."
"Ooooh," said Prancer. "Be sure to send one of you up to Blue's room!" With that, pursed his lips, and whistled sharply. In a burst of light and sound, all present could have sworn they heard and saw respectively, the two lovers were gone, leaving only a few golden sparkles in the air.
The Dancer's chuckled. "Will do." One of them turned to Celestia. "Shall we go?"
Not just yet, Celestia said. I arranged for one more guest, and she should be ariving shortly."
Just then, the same guard mare from before opened the door. "One 'Jewel' to see the Royal Sisters!"
"And there she is now, Celestia smiled. Show her in"
The guard mare bowed, and gestured for this Jewel to enter. Luna, by this time, was too tired to care, and decided to go with it, but that was quickly thrown out the window when she saw who it was. It was a mare, Unicorn to be precise. Her meticulously maintained alabaster coat shined with as much brilliance as Blueblood's. Her mane and tale were just as well maintained. The amythest colored locks flared out around her shoulders due to the abunance of curles; her tail was done in the same way. She had trimmed her pubic area to a patern of three diamonds, which matched her flanks ever so nicely. Her deep blue eyes had both the shine of life and enamour, but also had the steely gleam of of a mare on a mission. Her only garment was a short top that hugged her breasts like a bra, and printed on it was a simple yet elegant depiction of a carousel pony complete with saddle, bridle, and pole. Each of her ears were tripple pierced, as evidenced by the three diamond studs in them.
What in the...?
"Lady Moonlight, Miss Allday," Jewel bowed before the Princesses. "Always an honor." She stood up, and inspected the twin deer. "I take it these are the two unique guests I've been informed of?"
"Yes and no, Celestia answered. "They're the same guest. His name is Dancer."
Both Dancers waved a quick hello.
"Egh," Jewel groaned. "Time travel, or posession?"
One of the stag's heads exploded in a similar white vortex, revealing the pony guard's face. His neck gave the impression that the stallion was wearing the stag as a costume. "Posession," said the stallion, completely unphased. "It gets a little weird at first, but you get used to it. And you get your body back the same way you left it". With that, the wintery fortex closed in on the stallion's face, covering it up with the stag's.
Jewel looked at Celestia, who nodded. "You know what I charge for this sort of thing, right?"
"It's already been transferred to your account."
"That reminds me," the clone Dancer said, walking up to Jewel blowing a similar vortex onto a finger. "King Randy had something else he wanted to discuss with you, but I can take care of that after lunch." with that, he tapped his finger against the mare's clit, engulfing her in the same mini tornado as before. Both Dancers tensed up for a bit, and their legs almost gave way. When the mini tornado died down, the mare had been replaced with a doe similar in every way to the Dancers except for their sex. The two new Dancers caught each other.
"Oh wow," breathed the original Dancer. "I keep forgetting how much I like that trick!"
"It certainly makes short work of me," Celestia said, wrapping her arms around the stag and doe. "Now we can head to my room and have some fun."