Universal Acceptance: Avatar

I dreamt of standing in a field of stars, marks of destiny high in the sky above me. I looked up and saw just above eye-level a PA speaker floating by the force of the mini-propeller attached to the back of it. Like the dream at the beginning of the week, it spoke in my voice, filtered and grainy.

"Well, Pascal, you finally did it," my internal monologue told me candidly and somewhat disdainfully. "You did something so good that even you can't qualify it, downplay it, and deny it. Something that actually lives up to the impossible standards you hold yourself to. At last, you're what you thought you'd never be: A hero."

Busty, nude ponies I knew materialized all around me on the field of stars. They all broke out into gentle applause that made their curves jiggle.

"Congratulations!" Dream-Derpy said exuberantly.

"Congratulations," Dream-Trixie purred.

"Congratulations...!" Dream-Twilight declared breathlessly, almost in tears.

Just as I was about to die from embarrassment, Graham Chapman strutted onto the field in a colonel costume, waving his cane at the circle of naked anthro mares. "Stop that! It's silly! Very silly indeed."

The mares abruptly halted their applause and awkwardly backed off, fading into the starry night.

"Started out as a nice little scene of self-reflection to bookend the week's adventure, but now it's gotten silly!" He waved his cane towards me, and I flinched. "You haven't even seen Evangelion! You've only watched parodies and read thinkpieces! So get on with it!"

Graham Chapman marched off, his image turning hazy and then into nothing. Chuckling in sheepish mirth, I put my face in my hands. "God, I'm such a fucking dork...!" When I had my laugh at myself and sighed and lowered my hands, a gigantically tall glowing figure of a blue anthro stallion was standing off in the distance, looking down at me. Gently smiling back, I shrugged and asked the figure, "Well? Did I do good?"

The giant blue stallion – the specter of what I might have been had I succumbed to the normal, had Celestia not saved me nearly a week ago – wordlessly nodded and disintegrated into glittering stars.

I nodded back, putting my hands on my hips and staring off into space. "...Yeah. For once."

The world lurched. My balance shifted as it suddenly got very difficult to stand. A whirlwind of sensations buzzed between my legs, impossible to parse at first, but rapidly increasing in clarity. Hazy, moist, caressing, red-hot...

...pleasure.

I rejoined the waking world in an enormous, sturdy bed, immediately feeling like I'd been here before. The mattress, the pillows, the sheets – I recalled the feeling of Celestia's bed before I really consciously knew where I was. And as my vision cleared, it was obvious I wasn't alone. There was a giant figure bundled under the sheets between my legs, impossible to see past due to its size, its blanket-covered horn bobbing up and down above my stomach.

The shock of coming out of dreamland gave way almost instantly to returning pleasure, surrounding the entirety of my cock. A hot, wet mouth eagerly swallowed me down to the base of my 13-inch length. I felt their lips squeeze and nostrils puff every time they hilted me, like they were giving my crotch a kiss and huffing my scent at the same time.

I fought to catch my breath. Beneath the sheets I still had my shirt on, pushing up and down with every heavy gasp, but I could feel nothing else, no pants or undergarments.

My guest noticed my waking and redoubled their efforts, fucking their face on my cock faster and faster, wrapping around me and squeezing with their long tongue. A golden glow beneath the blanket was followed by a tingling pressure around my sensitive scrotum, making them feel magically massaged, encouraging me to burst deep down my wake-up-call's throat. How could I refuse?

I let out a long groan of effort and relief as my cock pulsed inside that hot, wet mouth, spurting rope after rope of cum. It swallowed in perfect synchronization to milk out every drop efficiently and spur me to keep cumming until my sore loins couldn't manage another.

Even after I was done, the mystery blowjob-queen suckled on my slightly softening shack, making sure that there had been no spillover and that I'd been sucked clean. Their tongue peeked out and swirled around my base to lap up excess fluids. That by itself had my heart racing and blood pumping to go again. But to my slight relief, they lifted up, up, up, and off with a wet smacking of lips. A deep, womanly chuckle emanated from the blanket.

There had been enough playing coy. I grabbed the edge of the blanket and tossed it over my guest's head. Who else could it have been but Princess Celestia? Still in her new, amazingly thick body. Her blanket-covered mountain of an ass behind her was just visible past her auroral mane, obscuring my view of a good portion of the rest of her bedchambers. That's what I noticed first, but what I noticed second was that Celestia's face was the happiest I had ever seen it. Her mane was glowing so brightly it was almost hard to look at, but at the same time it was gently warm where its wavy locks caressed my arm. She and I were in our own little world, where she was light and life and everything and I was just basking in it.

"Had a nice nap?" Celestia teased with a little naughty giggle.

I managed to tear my marveling eyes away long enough to look for the balcony doors. It was dark outside. "How long...?" I croaked wearily. "What'd I miss...?"

Celestia – and her massive, plush body – carefully maneuvered around me on the bed, making the mattress sink with every movement of her knees. Eventually, she settled in on my right, laying on her side facing me with her gloriously nude amazonian body. Before I could pick my jaw back up, she reached out with her hand and pulled me close, so I was nose-deep in her bosom and pressing my naked pelvis against her soft belly. Keeping me there like a nursing baby, she stroked my hair amorously and let out a light chuckle.

"Almost three hours," she finally said. "Derpy carried you back here immediately after. You missed Rarity springing into action, fashioning a brand-new dress for me out of the stage curtains. Pinkie threw an instant Congrats-On-Your-New-Body Party. And then, once I was dressed and the party was underway..." She sighed, somewhere between happy and slightly exhausted. "...I basically had a two-hour, impromptu town hall with half of Canterlot, where I answered their questions about what happened."

I managed to pull myself up a little so I could see her face and speak, and get a cushion properly under my head. She was still really warm. "Did it go well?"

Celestia nodded slowly, staring off in thought. "Fairly well. ...I think you were right; I didn't give them enough credit. They all were very supportive. Though I'm sure your magical speech helped with that," she added with a smirk.

"Happy to help."

She nodded and then frowned. "There was one thing. Somepony asked if it was humans who had made me... that way, and if that was why I apparently disliked humans and sex so much."

Oh dear. "What did you say?"

"I couldn't really tell them the full truth, but... I decided to say yes, it was the..." She paused, and then chuckled wryly. "I nearly said 'Masters' back there, but then Luna cut in and said it was the 'First Humans' that did it. To make them distinct from you, I think. We told them they had just done that to me, specifically, which is... technically true."

The more I thought about it, the more I liked it. "We broke their curse and undid their last major act towards you. I'd say they ain't Masters anymore. Why not a rename?"

Celestia softly giggled some more and nodded. "I like it."

She rolled onto her back, but in the same motion she picked me up and pulled me onto her chest. I was nestled between her breasts. They were roughly the size of her own head – a far cry from the person-dwarfing eight-foot-diameter masses they had been before – but since she was so much larger than me, they were still just big enough to smother my whole skull if she wanted to.

Petting my hair, her eyes a little misty, she said, "I'm never going to be totally free of what they did to me. Thankfully the spell removed their... compulsions towards humans, but looking at you, I still remember how they felt. I still have those scars. I don't know if your spell could have taken them away... and to some extent, I wouldn't have wanted them to."

It was a little sad, but I totally understood. "That spell is about the body, not so much the mind. Well, I guess there's like biochemical processes we changed on a genetic level, but... anyway." A stinging realization hit me. "Ah fuck, I'm gonna have to change everypony in Equestria, aren't I? One by one..."

But Celestia just laughed. "No need! What you just did, you 'invented' that spell. It's going to be replicated and studied by other magic users now. It might take months or even a year or two, but eventually..." She craned her head forward and kissed my nose. "Everypony will be able to choose." The amazonian Princess hugged me tightly to her chest. Her arms were rather thickly padded like the rest of her body, but still amazingly strong. "You've given me everything I've ever dreamed of, ever since those first moments after we banished them. I'd given up for so, so long..."

Even just that little bit of praise had me giddy. Princess Celestia herself, happy and thanking me and hugging me! It was too much! I opened my mouth to speak, but I couldn't even think of any words to say!

The princess of the sun pulled me up higher. My arms naturally encircled around her broad shoulders, and my abdomen rested in the valley of her cleavage. She kissed my forehead and rubbed my back. "There's so much I want to say. But there's no getting around... the big one."

With a surprise motion, she rolled left onto her front! I found myself smothered in all her plush weight, her bosom crushing my chest as her big magenta eyes stared down at me brightly.

"I... love you...!"

My heart caught in my throat.

Princess Celestia pouted and kissed me firmly on the lips, taking my stunned self by surprise. She peppered my cheeks with a flurry of kisses, then pulled up to ramble. "I'm sorry, just...! I've kept myself locked up for so many centuries, and my heart is a broken dam overflowing with passion...! Passion for the one who saved me, gave my people hope and a future...!" Another big, long kiss on my forehead, then a gasping chuckle as she stroked my hair and stared lovingly into my eyes. "I can't help it, can't stop myself. The old me is waking up, the me who used to love sex and passion and... she wants you. I want you, but more than that... I want you in my life, and to be in yours, as long as possible. Because you've given me everything and..." Her voice hitched and her eyes got watery. "I made you my mortal enemy before. I inflicted so much suffering on you from afar. I don't deserve... everything you've done for me..."

I unburied my arm and stroked her chiseled equine cheek with my fingertips, quieting her rambling. I smiled at her gratefully. "I... Wow. Between, ah, the depression, and the poly thing, and everything... I don't know if I can really return that much love, but–"

"That's okay," Celestia insisted quickly with a gasping laugh. She leaned down and hugged me tight, nuzzling her cheek against mine. "I don't care if I'm a spoke in your polyamorous wheel, one of your harem girls, or even just some slut you bang twice a week." She pulled back and gave me a toothy grin and a naughty giggle. "I just... As far as I'm concerned, you've earned a lifetime's supply of blowjobs! From me personally. Least I can do." More giggling followed. I couldn't tell how serious she was about that (one hell of an) offer, but she certainly seemed to have fun just saying it and having an excuse to be a little filthy. Not that I could blame her.

I put a finger on her nose. "But," I repeated firmly, smiling. "...I want you to be happy. I care about you. I want to make sure you're, y'know, adjusting to all this. And if any new challenges come up... I want to be there facing them with you." I paused for a moment of self-reflection. "I guess... that's the shape of my love for you."

Celestia's happiness somehow got even brighter, and she nodded. "Of course." She pulled me up a little and hugged me tightly again. "Every love is different. I'm sure that's what Cadance would say." The mega-sized princess let me go and got up onto her knees, looking down at me and laughing. "Oh goodness... I must be coming off as horribly clingy right now... Sorry!"

"Hey, completely fuckin' understandable," I replied, low-key dumbstruck by the view of pure white nude alicorn body looming over me.

The princess's idle hands drifted towards my crotch, where my partially erect dick bobbed lazily after my body had been tossed around a couple of times. As she stroked towards the base and grasped it, there was a sparkle in her eyes and a biting of her bottom lip, like a horny schoolgirl excited just to be touching this mysterious thing.

"It's so... different now," she murmured mostly to herself. "It's a completely new sensation. Before, I was in so much thirst I was in pain. But now... now it's just the fun parts, without the... everything else."

I grinned despite the heavy topic. And why wouldn't I? Princess Celestia was having fun playing with my cock. Her hands were less delicate than before, but still flawlessly smooth and warm. "I'm really, really glad to hear that. And not just because I'm the subject of your attentions." A thought occurred to me. "Do you still like human co– anatomy over everyone else?"

A bit of red tinted Celestia's cheeks, and she glanced over her shoulder towards the bedchamber door. "About as much as any other pony, I think. That's how I wanted it. But I can confirm~..." Her horn lit up, and she shifted out of the way, moving to my side so I could see the door open.

Out in the study, propped up amidst the cushions on the central rug, was Derpy. She was napping, but her legs were spread unnaturally wide. Her sleeping face seemed to have a blissed-out, dopey smile on it.

"...that I can appreciate my fellow equines at a normal level now," Celestia continued with a triumphant grin. "Whether they're female, male... or a little bit of both~."

I put two and two together. "Oh. You... made her a..."

"Just for a little bit. It started out making my intentions clear that I wanted to be one of your romantic partners, part of the 'harem,' and I thought it best to, ah, 'make my case.'" She closed the door, letting Derpy resume her post-coital nap in peace.

"Well," I said with a half-grin, "that was something she'd been curious about for a good while. I'll bet you made her night."

Still laying by my side, Celestia reached down to my cock again, playing with it idly until she could squeeze its turgidness in her fingers. "And how can I make your night, hmm? I'm dying to pay you back...!"

As much as I was extremely enjoying this passionate, flirty side of Celestia, a quick lift of my arm demonstrated a minor obstacle in the night's planning. "I'm kinda really tired, to be honest. Not just from the ritual, but... from this whole fuckin' week."

Celestia gave me a kiss on the forehead and ruffled my hair. "That's okay. You don't need to lift a finger. You've already moved mountains. Just let me do all the work." She sat up on her side and used her horn to wrap my cock and balls in a gripping field of golden magic, making me gasp while she stared at it lovingly. "Hmmm...! I think I know~! I recall there's this fetish that you've held back from indulging, for both our sakes. Something that still separates you from the stallions of this world...!"

I swallowed hard. My heart raced. She couldn't mean...? "Um...!"

"What's the matter?" the princess asked with a predatory grin, clearly eager to see me at the disadvantage for once. "Worried it will be too good?"

Yes? Yes. "Fuck, I don't know if I could handle it. I don't have their self-control. I'd... I'd have non-stop boners for weeks!"

"Aww, what a shame. If only there was a big, sexy princess to take care of all of those boners for you~!" The glow of Celestia's horn intensified, and the aura of magic around my dick intensified, seeping into my skin.

Then the stretching started.

I inhaled until my chest was taut, watching my tip stretch upwards, inches of flesh spilling out from my pelvis behind it, like a snake slithering from its shelter. With every beat of my heart, every pulse of new blood, it grew just a hair thicker as well, beating outwards like a secondary heart. Agonizingly slowly at first, first one inch, then another... and then climbing higher, faster!

"Oh, can't forget these too~," Celestia purred, and I felt her magic seep into my testicles as well. A surge of lust sent my loins into overdrive. My balls expanded to fill my scrotum, which a moment later stretched out to make more room until they were both growing at the same pace as my cock.

"C-Celestia..." I croaked, pawing at my thighs. "Oh fuh–...!"

It was like growing erect twice over. I fought to keep my eyes focused past the sensations overwhelming my brain as new sensitive nerve endings kept getting added to my throbbing, rising tower. It passed roughly two feet long, nearly double my current length – quadrupling my original size! – and Celestia didn't stop there. I let out a strangled cry of lust as I was helpless to do anything but watch as Celestia grew my cock until it was akin to a third leg, with fat, heavy balls that squished and partially rolled over my thighs! Only then did she stop!

When the golden glow finally faded, leaving my cock in all its newfound glory... If it weren't attached to my groin, I wouldn't have believed it. Laying down and staring up at it, it felt so tall a part of me hallucinated that it was about to touch the ceiling. A flex of my pelvic muscles made it squeeze and bob, and a wave of alien sensations buzzed in my brain as triple the nerve endings reported sensory data that hadn't been quite the same just a minute ago! And the thickness! I couldn't get both hands around it! It was nearly as thick as the base of my thigh, where it met my hip! Third leg, no kidding!

Celestia licked her lips and closed in on the shaft, stroking it with one hand. "Mmm...!" She kissed the side of my gargantuan cock, making my eyes cross! She moaned, too. "Oh yesss... Oh, this would have destroyed me, broken my mind before tonight, but now~... Now I can just enjoy it!" Her kisses turned into licks, then into slathering and slobbering with her long pink pony tongue that sent rivulets of saliva down the length of my veiny shaft.

Meanwhile, my only comment was: HER mind?? MY mind was broken! I had a hypercock now. I was hyper-endowed now! Big Macintosh himself would have to consider me a peer in this department. Utterly impossible... and yet, in this world of magic, it was actually happening!

The princess stopped licking my cock and grinned at me, grinning even wider at the silly look that must have been on my face. "Want to know how big you are~?" she teased. She leaned down towards my face. "Thirty. Nine. Inches." I shook like I'd been defibrillated. She went on. "How do I know that? Because even to this day, I remember my old Master's preferred cock size like the back of my hand... and I made you exactly one inch longer than that. Little bit thicker, too. Mind you, he was much taller, but... You're a bigger man than he ever was... and now you've got the cock to prove it!" She reared back and burst into laughter; cackling, triumphant laughter, and fist pumping. "Ha ha ha! Feels so GOOD to say that!! Woo! I'm finally free of that monster..." Celestia lifted one massive knee and maneuvered herself to straddle my legs, bringing my cock to rest against her abdomen and between her relatively modest breasts, which now could only just smother the massive crown. She wrapped her arms around the lower shaft and hugged it against her soft belly. "...and I even traded up! Keeheehee!"

These silly antics helped bring me back down to earth somewhat as I chuckled. I wiped my brow and rubbed the back of my neck as I fought to catch my breath. "Hoo...! Fuck. I'm not sure who's having the power trip here..."

"Oh, it's me. Definitely me," Celestia replied eagerly, looking down and admiring the fat tip of my cock peeking up between her boobs, even though she was so much taller than me and kneeling upright! The more she looked at it, the more excited she seemed to get, licking her lips and smiling wider and getting a lusty gleam in her eye...

There was some kind of silent decision made, and she pulled back and got up onto her feet, standing on the far side of the bed, her feet digging into the mattress. And then she turned around, ponderously... jiggling the whole way.

Never had I been struck so dumb as I was the first time I truly beheld Celestia's holy motherfucking buttocks.

'Huge' didn't adequately describe them. They would have been 'huge' on a person about my size. On her nearly-ten-foot frame, they eclipsed nearly my entire field of vision, broken up only by my own mega-erection standing in tribute. Those big sun cutie marks shining down at me from the sides... That long, deep line down the middle, starting high and ending low... The perfect roundness of them, looking firm but not plastic... The sheer mass of them, looking heavy but not droopy... The way they shook back and forth with the slightest motion, carrying so much momentum that even after she'd stopped moving, they wobbled for ages... If she were to sit on me sideways, right in the middle of me on my pelvis, and all that flesh pancaked out, there was no doubt in my mind I'd be covered from my chest to my ankles!

I was halfway to a goddamn religious experience because of this impossible ass!

And there was no guilt in it this time! Technically, her past form had been even bigger and more indulgent, but that had been a sex-doll nightmare made real through malice. THIS was the form SHE had chosen for herself! She WANTED to be this big! Which meant we could both love it without reservation!

"Remember to breathe~," Celestia teased. She was holding onto one of the bedposts and looking over her shoulder at me. I guess when I gasped and didn't speak for a good... minute, probably, that made her really happy, because she was giving me one hell of a side-grin. She gave her hips a little rocking, and... my brain stopped for another second. "I want to give you this ass," she half-purred, half-growled down at me. "I want you to be the first to take it. To break it in. To have the one-of-a-kind experience that HE will NEVER have. The first taste of my new body and its best part. Do you want it~?"

"Yes..." That sounded too weak; I needed to shout it from the depths of my soul. "YYYES!!"

My fervor made her beam one more time, and then... she sat her ass down on my dick.

I don't know if I can adequately describe the feeling of those fat, plush cheeks hugging the head of my cock as she sank down. There was so much flesh, it just seemed to go on forever. Or maybe that was the time-dilation of my intense fascination with her hyper-sized booty. Either way.

The expanse of soft white flesh swallowed me up so completely I couldn't see past it; my dick was just disappearing into her hungry cheeks. But eventually I hit muscle at the bottom, and felt a tight, puffy hole kissing my tip, waiting to pull me even deeper.

Then I noticed how much cock was still left outside her, and I had a moment of doubt. Could she really even fit all of that inside her...? I knew ponies were stretchy, but... How would that even feel for me??

Celestia wasted no time in letting me find out. She pushed down – well, more like adjusted her stance so her ass could get weighed down by gravity a little harder. My erect megacock remained steadfast, and soon enough that hole I was feeling started to streeeetch. The princess gasped. "Oh– Oh fuck yes...!"

My cockhead entered a warm, soft, tight sleeve, while the puffy entrance and the massive buttocks slid down the length of my shaft gradually, inexorably. For a good stretch of time, those senses became my whole world - the feeling of the world's most perfect ass swallowing up my cock, and the sight of that ass descending towards my body. My cock pushed into depths I had never imagined let alone experienced before, nothing but friction slowing its ascent into Celestia's tailored body. The part of my mind that knew even the slightest bit of human anatomy was going 'No, wait...' while my libido was shouting it down because 'WHO CARES?' This felt too amazing!

The next thing I knew, two things happened at roughly the same time. One, Celestia had gotten low enough on my cock that I could feel her ass starting to touch my thighs. Yet I felt very, very far away from 'hilting' in her. Second... my cockhead reached a 'wall' deep inside Celestia.

"Ah! Ohhh~..." The Princess stopped for a moment. She was now positioned in a deep squat over my body, leaning back slightly, covering me in complete shadow. Suddenly I felt... hands? On the head of my cock, through the 'wall' I was feeling, I felt hands caressing the lump...

I croaked out, "Oh fuck," when I realized what I wasn't seeing. My cock had reached her stomach and was now poking at her abdomen, enough to cause a real, actual, cartoonish stomach bulge.

Both of us were now, in this moment, reduced to mere pornographic caricatures of ourselves. But considering we had worked so long and so hard to get to this point... what little shame I felt about it didn't last all that long.

Celestia seemed to be enjoying herself too. She resumed her descent, sinking down ever deeper, her ass finally reaching the mattress and squishing around me, smothering my body. Her hands continued to rub the bulge as it poked higher and higher, stretching the skin of her stomach with it, like she was giving me an assfucking and a vigorous handjob at the same time. The sheer impossibility of it made my head spin, but I couldn't deny the pleasure I was feeling. I felt so... pampered.

There was a potent power fantasy in having such a huge cock and fucking someone so deeply that their bodies literally couldn't contain it. And as Celestia got closer to the base of my dick, as that bulge traveled just a little bit higher, bumping against her breasts, I felt incredibly powerful too. Was this how every stallion felt? Had the Masters felt like this?

"Been so long..." Celestia gasped. "I missed this...!" Her ass descended until those glorious, massive cheeks were sinking into the mattress on either side of me, swallowing up the middle of my body. I couldn't see her front, but I felt her breast brush against the stomach bulge as she lifted it up towards her lips. "Oh fuck, now I can–" Her murmurings were cut off by her lips latching onto a pink nipple and sucking hard. And while one hand kept that breast lifted, the other reached down to her sopping pussy that was dripping its lubricant onto my enormous balls.

Everything about this was so alien and impossible, I literally couldn't process it all at once. There were a hundred other sensory items that were only just now hitting me in bursts. The vibrations of my balls every time her motions shook the bed. The rapid beating of my heart. The searing heat of the blush and sweat on my face. The little whimpers escaping my throat involuntarily. The sight of her glorious white wings twitching and partially unfurling. The creaking of the bed under her lewdly proportioned weight. The squeezing twitches of her anal ring around the thick base of my cock. The overpowering scent of her feminine pheromones mixing with my supercharged masculine dick-musk to create a heady aphrodisiac. The pooling of saliva at my bottom lip as some part of me fought valiantly not to drool. And more and more that got ignored when it came time to refocus on the heavenly vista of Princess Celestia's ass bouncing on my cock in short bursts.

Celestia seemed too enamored with my cock inside her to want to thrust very long and hard, but she moved just enough that my shaft and her insides were rubbing vigorously. She stopped sucking on her tit every so often to gasp or curse, but other than that, both of us were far beyond saying much more than animalistic grunts.

Time lost meaning for a while. There was just the union of my greedy cock and her generous body, taking incredible, long-needed pleasure from each other.

She came before I did. She stiffened, and there was a waterfall of femcum spraying all over my balls as she let out a desperate moan. "So... fffucking big...!" I was surprised I had outlasted her, honestly. I wondered if she had somehow blessed me with incredible stamina to balance out the all-too-exciting size.

But I wasn't going to keep her waiting too much longer. I first felt it as a rumbling in my balls, an almost audible churning as they tightened and prepared to pump. The sensation of crossing the point-of-no-return normally felt like a thin strand of cotton string breaking. Now it felt more like a braided steel cable exceeding its capacity and snapping apart, piece by piece, as the pleasure started to jump up rapidly towards an overflowing plateau.

I tried to warn her. But when I opened my mouth, the pleasure started hitting me like a train as lava-hot loads of semen started to travel up my mega-shaft. All I could do was vocalize it. "I'm...! Oh god... Oh FUCK! NGAAAAH!"

My giant-sized orgasm was so intense I couldn't even fully wrap my head around it. If a regular orgasm was like a bicycle pump suddenly going automatic, this was like having a slow-firing pulse jet attached to your loins. Explosion after explosion of spraying bucketloads of white-hot cum into the deepest recesses of the giant pony above me. I could feel those loads splashing against her stretched-out stomach, pooling up, sloshing around my dick as the next load followed.

I couldn't see it, but I could kind of feel it, and beyond that I just knew it to be an absolute fact: I was inflating Celestia's belly with cum. There was no way around it. My cock was so deep inside her, there was plenty of room to fill up.

And it just... kept... coming! I didn't know if it was the size of my balls, or some extra spell Celestia had cast, a matter of fact of having giant genitalia, or just the sheer overwhelming lust of the situation. But I was putting every cumshot over the last week and a half to shame. I was just lucky I had a lusty princess to dump it all into. If I didn't, I'd be giving her bedchambers and everything in it a brand-new coat of paint! Even then, giant sloppy globs of my jizz were leaking out of her hole from the pressure, sticking her ass and my crotch together like glue.

Everything was just so... big. Not only the orgasm, not just the pleasure, not merely the amount of semen, but even the afterglow as well. Once the sheer amount of effort and energy in making my cock start to pump and flex was taken care of, all that was left was the industrial-grade endorphins flooding my brain with congratulations on a job well done. And I wasn't even done cumming yet. It just kind of kept going, like a perpetual motion machine. All I had to do was ride the wave.

Celestia gasped and cooed and rubbed her swelling gut as every glorp of cum swelled it larger and larger. She'd stopped humping on my cock and just sat there, letting my dick plug her up and keep filling her as she watched and stroked in fascination. I couldn't even see it, but I could feel the weight tugging her belly out and down. Was this going to be my life now? An uncontrollable fountain?

We sat there for a long while, quiet save for our panting breaths. Eventually the red mist faded from my eyes and I managed to take a deep breath to refill my lungs and get oxygen back to my brain. Even then, all I could slur at first was, "Holky fuck."

"Heeheehee!" Celestia breathlessly giggled, making her entire bloated front jump and wobble in a way my dick definitely felt. "Everything you expected?"

"Fuck... off!" I grunted back with an incredulous laugh. "That was... Holy shit! SO much. It's one thing when it's a masturbatory fantasy, but..." My giant cock twitched inside her, still mostly hard. I wondered if it'd ever go down before sunrise. "...to actually FEEL ALL of it...!!"

Celestia laughed some more, brightly and freely. Then she abruptly stopped – "Ooh" – to settle the sloshing in her cumflated belly. "Aha... It's been so long since I got a good stuffing... that I actually liked..."

"I'm glad," I groaned, trying to unstick myself from the sweat-stained bedsheets a bit. Hard to do pinned as I was under her gigantic ass and by the weight of my own manhood. Eventually I gave up.

"Is it alright if we, um..." Celestia asked sheepishly, "stayed like this for a while? It's been so long since I just... let a cock warm itself inside me~...!"

"Oh?"

"He would, um, sometimes..." She grew more embarrassed the further she explained. "...just let us... ride around on his cock. I liked that. He obviously didn't care, but... it made me feel... I don't know..."

"Safe?"

"A little. Valuable, maybe..."

I chuckled, though I regretted it instantly. This was her opening up, not something to ridicule. "Well, I'm more than happy to sit here with you."

There was a palpable release of tension from her when I said that. "Thank you. I'm... rediscovering a lot about myself, and... I guess I need it to be okay."

"That's my specialty, baby." Which was true!

She giggled in that deep motherly voice of hers, more alive than it had sounded in weeks.

With the afterglow finally fading off, we both just had a nice, calm, contemplative break. There was a deep clarity to things in this moment, at least for me. Even though I had a three-foot-plus cock buried inside a giantess's stomach. I had finally gotten what I'd wanted, and it was good, and fun.

"So," Celestia spoke up teasingly, like she wasn't impaled on a giant human dick, "what's next for you, Mister Avatar of Acceptance?"

I was not entirely prepared for that question. All I could really think about was how fuckin' tired I was. Which I guess was kind of the answer. "A fuckin' break, honestly," I sighed. "Not just from the big magic stuff, but... from Canterlot, I think. Y'all move lightning fast here. This week has just been non-stop."

"Aw," Celestia murmured, but nodded over her shoulder at me. "To be fair, it's been a very... exceptional week. But I don't blame you one bit. Think you'll spend some time in Ponyville, then?"

"Now that I'm not a pariah there, yeah. Sounds good."

"Be warned, Ponyville has its own sort of... hectic pace."

"Yeah, but it's more friendship problems than state secrets, so I'll take it."

Celestia laughed. "I do envy Twilight that sometimes. Lucky for the both of us, next week is Spring Break. There will be lots of parties and festivals to take one's mind off things." She wriggled her hips slightly, making... everything wobble. "Though I must admit... I'm actually looking forward to returning to my duties like this, hmhm!"

That wriggling had shifting my cock side-to-side, and I was still recovering from that. "Hoo... Ponies are gonna freak out for a bit."

"Yeah... Yeah, they will," Celestia agreed sadly. "...But honestly? I'm more content with that than ever. Sure, what I said at that impromptu town hall will be in all the papers across all of Equestria by morning, and it will shock the nation. Outraged ponies will make inquiries back here at the castle. There'll be a media storm. But that's a dialogue I'm ready to start having. And it's not... the most horrible truth. Not yet."

The truth that the First Humans were the ones who created ponies and all of Equestria? "Yeah, that's a tougher sell."

"You definitely forced my hand, but... I'm glad you did."

"Well, I promise that's gonna be the last time for a while. I'm dog-tired. Hell of a week."

Celestia chuckled, then changed the subject by tensing up her glutes, squeezing her ass around my mega-enlarged dick. "So, like the test drive? Think you'll keep it?"

I had to let out another heavy breath. My brain still hadn't adjusted to all the new nerve endings. "Ooof. I don't know. Day-to-day? I can't just 'turn it off' like pony stallions can..."

The princess thought for a moment, tilting her head back and forth. "Perhaps if we gave you an enchanted ring you could wear on your finger, where as long as it's on you stay soft, then take it off to allow yourself to get hard?"

I raised an eyebrow incredulously. "You can do that?" Worst of all, it wasn't that bad an idea. Having some absolute modicum of self-control was the only way to make the hypercock thing work as a lifestyle and not just a repeatedly explosive and messy sexual fantasy. "I mean... maybe. Might be better off going back down to like... I don't know, 20 inches?"

Celestia looked over her shoulder with a pout. "Won't you reconsider? If I have to say goodbye to you for a little while – and I might just come to visit you in Ponyville if that's the case, maybe a couple nights a week – then I'd reeeeally like it if you kept the cock I gave you, so I know you're treating other ponies to it~...!" On the word 'reeeeally' she squeezed her ass around my dick again, just to make sure there was a Pavlovian reinforcement to her persuasion.

In my weakened state, I was vulnerable. I knew this, and I laughed and surrendered anyway. "Alright, alright! I'll try it out. For you."

She grinned triumphantly. I wondered if there was a hidden prankster side of her coming out. "Great. I'll have my tailor adjust your clothes in the morning."

"Cool. Uh... think now we could separate and–?"

Knock knock knock!

I was gonna say 'clean up because I'm worried the cum will start drying,' but no, apparently there was someone knocking on Celestia's bedchamber door. For some reason.

Celestia was even more startled than I was. And with good reason – she was the one facing the door, in all her cum-inflated barenaked glory, with my legs and basketball-sized testicles the only things visible in front of her. There was a 0% chance she was going to be able to pull the 'It's not what it looks like!' cliche.

"PRINCESS! Are you in there? Is Pascal awake? We've got a problem!"

That was Twilight Sparkle's voice... Okay, NOW I was worried.

Celestia scrambled for something to cover herself, but she was kind of immobilized by the giant flesh-rod up her ass, the sheets were beneath us... She panicked and used her horn to levitate all the pillows from the head of the bed and use them to awkwardly cover the naughtiest parts of our bodies, and even then that was barely enough. My head thumped against the mattress as even the pillow I was using was donated to the cause. "T-Twilight, I'm not dec–"

The door opened anyway. I couldn't see past Celestia; I could only go by sound. But it didn't seem like Twilight was alone. There were multiple footsteps, and even the sound of something levitating... before being let go and crumpling to the floor with an "Oof!" That was Trixie's voice. Oh boy.

But first, Twilight's reaction to Celestia in flagrante delicto. "GAH!!"

"...not decent," Celestia finished. She huffed and added, "This is on you for barging in, Twilight."

"Sure, yeah, no, that's fair..." Twilight murmured. Her voice got quieter as it was clear she had turned her back to us. "That's perfect. Just... what better way to end this day that's already crumbled my worldview to dust...?"

"Twilight! WHY are you barging into my chambers at an hour like this?" Celestia asked firmly.

Clearly too embarrassed to face her mentor, Twilight ordered, "Moondancer. Trixie. Explain." Wait, Moondancer was the other footsteps I heard?

There was a defeated sigh from Moondancer's voice. "We, um... kind of messed up."

Twilight insisted, "Tell them what happened in the middle of the interviews I was conducting after Celestia left."

"Pascal?" Trixie asked. "Are you alive under there?" A magical aura lifted up the pillow covering up my balls, and she gasped, "HOLY SHIT!"

"Will you FOCUS?!" Twilight shouted.

"HEY DERPY!" Trixie called back out to the other room. "PASCAL'S HUNG NOW!"

I could feel Celestia's full-body blush. "She... got a temporary upgrade too. In that department."

"WHAT?!" Trixie let out a laugh. "You lucky bitches!!"

Twilight stomped her foot. "Oh my g– WILL YOU JUST?!"

Moondancer walked around the right side of the four-poster bed so she could see me behind Celestia. "So, um, Pascal," Moondancer began quickly before there could be any other interruptions, "you know how I was wanting to talk to you before the whole ritual thing?"

Uh-oh. I had a funny feeling I knew where this was going. "Y-yeah?"

Moondancer took a deep breath. "So, Trixie came to my place this morning and, um, encouraged me to use the power you gave me. The power of normal experimentation. So we went out to start something. But I couldn't think of anything, so..."

Trixie emerged on the opposite side of the bed on my left. "I gave it the patented Trixie Push!" the magician finished a little too proudly.

"She went up to this rich-looking mare and, well, forced the issue by asking, um... 'If you had to pick going topless or bottomless, which would you prefer?' And the mare was so started I was worried she was going to start a scene, so I backed Trixie up by saying it was for... a survey. For science. As an experiment. And that seemed to smooth things over. So... this mare investigated how she felt about the question. First by stripping off her top... then putting her top back on and removing her bottoms."

"Skip. To the part," Twilight growled, still at the door facing outwards. "Where half the adult ponies in Canterlot were stripping out of half their clothes."

"They what?!" Celestia gasped.

I died a little inside.

"They all got dressed back up for the ritual," Trixie murmured. "And didn't start stripping until the Princess was gone. Clearly they've got enough wits to stay clothed when it counts."

Moondancer groaned and rubbing her face. "Rrrrgh... The first mare caused a scene, and other ponies asked what was going on, and before I could get it under control Trixie told everypony it was a social experiment – which is better, toplessness or bottomlessness? And I didn't... really... refute her? Well, I said 'sure' because I didn't know what to say, I got nervous... And then everypony got into a big, heated discussion about it... and before I knew it ponies were stripping left and right. To 'try it out.' And then going off to tell their friends. And their neighbors. And anypony they happened to pass on the street."

Wide-eyed, I asked, "Did you... put any limiters on this experiment?!"

"Y-Yeah. Only adults, only until the end of the weekend. But apparently it kind of... became..." She gave me a terrified grin and pushed her glasses up. "...an instant fad?"

Celestia... suddenly burst into riotous laughter. The kind of laugh a mom makes when their kid does something unbelievably stupid but perfectly in-character. "Ohohoho! They... They absolutely would! Turn that into a fad! A fashion war! Ohhhohoho nooohohoho...! That is so, hoho, Canterlot...!"

I facepalmed. I was in the bedchambers of one of the two highest rulers in the land, with a three-foot dick buried in a ten-foot-tall fertility goddess of an alicorn who had just sculpted a brand-spanking-new sexy body thanks to me, while two of my friends explained that they had accidentally used my borrowed power to turn the high-society capital city into a bunch of half-nudists in the name of 'science.'

And the worst part was, I already knew there was no easy way to turn it back. The ponies of Canterlot were clearly taking the idea and running with it. Stopping it now with the same power would be considerably harder than just letting it run its natural course.

I started to laugh, too. I covered my face with both hands and muttered, "How the fuck is this my life...?"