Author's Note

WARNING: big anal play here today ladies and gents. I hope you enjoy Starry XD Sorry it took so long!

Clearly It's a Dream

Everything was all so… surreal. Was it a dream? Well, if anything, it was an absolute nightmare.

Starry stood at the foot of the great Princess Celestia’s bed, staring at her from behind. Once again he was tantalized by her bulging lips between her pillowie cheeks. Still, despite being wet, her tail flowed and swayed behind her in that tell-tail alicorn fashion.

Casually she channeled her magic, taking care to wrap her mane in a green towel. A blue one began rubbing at her sides before moving between her cheeks. There she tightened it between her luscious ass, causing it to mold over her lines and crevices like the most luxurious camel toe.

Once finished the Princess haphazardly tossed the blue towel onto Starry, covering his face. Perhaps that wasn’t intentional… but Starry couldn’t tell one way or the other.

“I’m so glad you enjoyed the bath. Most colts aren’t keen on cleanliness.” She giggled slightly, before opening a drawer.

This was her room, the private quarters of the great princess of the sun. Starry never really thought about it, but the room wasn’t quite as grand as he had expected it to be. Certainly it was big and fancy, but he half expected to see everything in gold.

Instead, the room was mostly white polished marble, maybe some other kind of pristine stone. Fairly large, especially for a pony, and big enough for an entire family to live comfortably let alone a single alicorn. Then again she was a comparatively larger creature.

One door served as the entrance on the south side, while another lead to the washroom on the east wall. The west side wasn’t a wall at all, but a series of six or so columns leading outside onto a balcony. Hanging between the columns were somewhat transparent gold, red and orange clothes that partially slid across the floor and swayed in the gentle afternoon breeze of the mountains.

The bed starry stood in front of in a confused state, still covered with the blue towel trying to make sense of everything, sat with the head pressing against the north wall. It was a canopy bed with a red blanket covered in golden patterns reminiscent of fire, and gold silky sheets tied to the bed posts by golden ropes as they hung from the top.

Everything else was a random assortment of things, mostly dressers, drawers, and a nightstand with mirrors she stood in front of as she finished cleaning herself. A red couch sat in the middle of the room on a brown carpet, with perfect view of the fireplace beside the door on the south wall. Over that, and on a few other empty portions of the wall, were fancy multicolored paintings depicting various classical stories from throughout Equestria’s history.

Finally snapping out of it, Starry pulled the sopping wet towel off and began to fold it.

“Oh… well, your grace, it’s ah… good to keep clean.” He responded, a little late, blushing deeply. “Is there anything I can do for you?”

“No no, just relax little colt.” She replied, busying herself in the mirror.

“I can… go get your stylists if you want, my lady.”

“Mmmm… no, I can do without for this evening.”

Starry’s ears folded back a little. What exactly was it that he was supposed to do? He couldn’t just stand there like a bump on a log. Maybe this was all part of the last test, the events in the tub some kind of distraction. That was it, she was trying to see how he responded under… strange circumstances.

Her tail at this point was practically smacking his face. Starry looked around, nervous and gulping for any solution to the problem. If it was one thing he was good at, it was improvising. Well, that and his special talent of analyzing spells and such, but improvising was a close second.

“Maybe I could…” there… his eyes landed on a brush atop one of the dressers across the room. “Brush your… tail?”

“Hmm… if you’d like…” She replied absently, addressing the mirror and applying some makeup.

Finally! Starry’s ears perked up again, and he found himself with renewed confidence. Something to do, a task to complete. This was the path to follow, surely what she expected of a new servant… or assistant. He wasn’t entirely sure what she was looking for to begin with, no one had really been all that clear on that front.

With a smile, he channeled his magic, causing a sparkling green aura to engulf the brush across the room. He had only just learned to use simple levitation spells, and while it had taken an incredibly long time to get it, once he did it was like opening the floodgates.

Starry began brushing her tail, though there was some difficulty at first. It didn’t want to cooperate, practically flowing around the brush. The little colt stepped closer, a look of consternation across his face as he tried different angles. His tongue hung out, eyes narrowed with focus.

The princess took a step back, bumping into Starry as she appeared eternally focused with the makeup.

“Oh, sorry your gra-“ he looked up cutting himself short, she didn’t seem to hear him.

Once again he was confronted by her… grace. It was so close, he was practically underneath it now, that bulging cunt, lips inviting his own. That hungry organ just below her puckering tail hole, squeezing and tight below her ethereal tail. Despite his little explosion back in the washroom, his own little organ was as hard as ever at what he was witnessing, to the point it was almost painful. Not necessarily a bad sort of pain, but unlike any erection he’d experienced before.

So close to her, he could feel the heat emanating from her sex. It was like a sauna, blasting his face from so close. He never even thought about that sort of thing before, yet he felt it clearly, his green sparkling little eyes transfixed.

The brush dropped to the floor with a clack, Starry’s concentration completely broken by the majestic sight. It startled the princess, not much, but enough to cause her to take another step backwards. In the process she tripped on the little colt.

Starry tried to jump back, but it was far too late. Celestia and her pillowie cheeks came crashing down on top of him. He could do little more than brace for the inevitable.

The Princess shouted in surprise as she toppled over, prompting a yelp from Starry. Somehow, the little colt found himself in just the right place to be pinned between her two cheeks. His head only barely stuck out, the tip of his snout just barely touching her puckering ponut of an anus and giving him an up close and personal view.

His face was red enough to start a fire… if the princess’s warmth didn’t do that first. That bulging cunt from before now found itself resting atop Starry’s chest to his abdomen. A moisture transferred to his skin through his fur. He wasn’t sure if it was merely him sweating from her warmth, or her own sweat rubbing off onto him. It could have just as easily been the juices dripping from those lips of hers too.

There was no struggle or protest from Starry. At this point, he had merely resigned to his embarrassing fate, hoping he was somehow dead. With any luck these were mere delusions and hallucinations, and he had passed out while searching for the McGuffin outside. Better to be a shriveled up raisin in the sun than suffer the horrors of embarrassment sure to follow from his royal encounter.

Even if he wanted to struggle, those firm yet puffy ass cheeks of hers kept him firmly in place between her. His throbbing cock wasn’t easing the embarrassment either… instead pushing up between her legs, pushing through the denser patch of fur bordering her groin and abdomen.

Then a thought occurred. Why was she just sitting there? The Princess seemed to be in no hurry, giving Starry ample time to think about all of these things. He was already doomed, so if this was in fact real, why not just do something crazy before the great princess decided to vaporize him for such wretched indiscretions?

He gulped. His lungs struggled to take a deep breath, inadvertently taking in a strong musky scent from her highness, mixed with the sweet strawberry smelling salts and oils from the bath.

With clear trepidation, hesitating only for a moment, his tongue slowly extended to tickle the Princess’s pristine anus, then quickly retracted.

She gasped in surprise, before stifling a giggle with one of her hooves. Shifting slightly, her cheeks wiggled back and forth as if adjusting on a chair, almost squeezing the breath from Starry’s lungs.

The princess continued her makeup application, as if Starry wasn’t even there. Slowly, his tongue extended a second time, now out of curiosity. It was a difficult position to work with, but he managed fairly well, pressing his tongue flat against the edges of her anus and working his way around it, ensuring every drop of saliva found itself globed against her muscle.

Celestia continued to wiggle at his efforts. There was no real plan in Starry’s mind, it was nothing more than reactionary, improvising. He wanted to please the Princess, and if her giggles were anything to go by, this was doing it. The embarrassment was slowly fading, replaced by a devious look in his eyes.

“Just the perfect size,” She mused with a slight chuckle. “I have a feeling you’re going to be just the most wonderful little consort!”

He didn’t know what that meant… but he could tell this was working. Now he just had to keep ratcheting things up. Doing the same thing over and over again would be boring after all.

For a few more moments he continued to rim the edges of her puffy anus. Every time she giggled, Starry’s grin widened. The next stage was to press his tongue against the entirety of her asshole, flattening it over as much of it as he could before flicking his tongue slowly with a meticulous lick.

A distinct taste rolled across his tongue, lingering in his mouth after every lick. It was like copper, a penny. Her wiggling intensified for a brief moment, until her body appeared to become accustomed to it. That was his que to kick it up a notch.

There wasn’t much else to do, so he decided to take the plunge. It was a difficult task considering his point of view and positioning, but he was determined to keep things going.

Instead of merely licking and running his tongue across her anus, he decided to press the wet flat tip of his muscle against her hole. It was considerably tighter than he had expected, and despite his saliva coating her entrance and his own tongue, it took some effort to push against that luscious star.

The princess wasn’t making it any easier either. She wiggled even more, ass squeezing and relaxing periodically giving his lungs the barest of reprieves. Her anus had a mind of its own, squeezing tighter at every push of his tongue.

Suddenly, his tongue took advantage of a momentary relaxation of the alicorn’s body, and pushed through her tail hole.

“Oh!” she almost jumped again, before chuckling in delight just under her breath.

Starry was beginning to sweat profusely now, his efforts in combination with the warmth between her cheeks and legs too much for him to deal with. It was like being outside in the hot sun again, only he barely even noticed, too engrossed in the activity to take note of how tired and exhausted he was becoming.

Sadly, his tongue wasn’t long enough to be of any real use. In a way, he felt a little bad. The little colt desperately tried to roll his tongue around her interior, only managing to curl just barley through her constricting muscle.

At this time she had finished applying her makeup. Still she appeared to be enjoying the attention Starry was so eagerly providing, but a glint in her own eye suggested she wasn’t just going to keep things one sided.

It was a simple gesture, nothing fancy, she merely rose one of her fore hooves and pressed it against his cock, once again squashing it into her fur. For a moment, she used the soft skin of her under hoof to massage the base of his black rock hard throbbing member.

The giant mare shifted her hips forward, leaning back slightly so her clit rubbed against his cock. That also gave Starry the chance of a better position, allowing his tongue to push deeper into her ass.

With the free hoof, the Princess began to press the top side of his cock against her clit. She rubbed gently up and down. Gradually the pressure she applied grew, causing Starry’s body to cringe in its entirety. It felt stranger than before, but he tried to focus on his own task.

Now in a little bit of a better position, he began to push the tip of his muzzle against her hole, spreading her cheeks a little wider in the process. He tried holding his breath in order to keep at it, shoving his tongue and caressing her interior. Truly he felt on the verge of passing out, but this was his chance to prove he had what it took.

Considering he had just had a little work in the tub, it was a bit of surprise his juices came out so readily. A dribble of pre once again rolled down his glistening cock.

“Ready to go already,” She tried to look back at him between her flesh. “Certainly better than some guards nowadays… you colts always have that extra oomph, don’t you? I can’t wait to see how you start to round out with age.”

The compliment caused a surge of confidence, and for his blushing to return. To think, he was somehow better than a guard! He couldn’t imagine it… literally… his brain was firing on all cylinders from the cacophony of sensations and tastes to really think about such a compliment. All he knew, was that he was doing a fantastic job in her eyes.

She began to rub his cock more vigorously against her own clit. She looked up, closing her eyes with a smile, even blushing a little herself. The pressure was becoming too much for the little colt to handle, and without much more effort, he burst once again.

Starry gasped, his tongue still buried deep in her ass along with his nose. He took in the entirety of her scent, the musky smells forcing their way into his lungs. There was no other option, her body remaining firmly in place, immovable through sheer size alone, immobilizing him in the process. No longer could he hold his breath.

Slowly his vision began to falter. The ethereal tale of her highness still glowed in front of his eyes, but only for a few more moments. Stars began to fill his sight, blackness beginning to cloud around him. Gradually, resigned to nothing but the most pure form of her scent, he fell unconscious.

The entire day had been a tiresome one. If not for all the excitement in the past few hours, he would have passed out long ago. Only dedication and determination had kept him awake for so long. Well, that and those luscious lips pressed against his body, the same ones that practically begged for him to kiss them in a more passionate manner than the donut of an anus he had so eagerly eaten.

Despite the almost certain conclusion he would be gone the next day, and that his experiences had been nothing more than delusions, Starry was satisfied as he drifted off. His mind wasn’t so easy to dismiss everything, dreams tumultuous trying to make sense of everything.

Not once in his entire life had he ever heard about the Great Princess Celestia’s more… wild side. Maybe he just hadn’t been old enough… but then that begged another question. Why him? Starry was so inexperienced… the only ass he’d ever ogled at before that week in the flesh had been his magic instructor. Barely ever seen an ass up close, never even touched one, let alone put his cock in any.

Again, a surreal experience. Made even more confusing as he slowly began to open his eyes. They felt as heavy as led, the world around him just a blur. Someone was holding him tightly in their grasp, pressing him up against their chest. They were big, Celestia most likely.

Yet… the fur didn’t feel quite the same. True, it was still fuzzier and softer than anything he would ever touch again in his life, it just felt… different. Lying there in the bed, he didn’t want to disturb whoever was holding him like a teddy bear.

Their grasp tightened around him, almost causing him to cough before he forced himself to stifle it. Her snout nuzzled into his main, rubbing back and forth and sniffing a relaxed and tired sigh.

Finally his sight returned, the canopy bed covered with blue and black silk curtains. A blanket covered the both of them, midnight blue on the outside, with a clean white on the underside as it folded back where they popped out from beneath.

Slowly he moved his head, doing all he could not to disturb the princess, while looking down under the covers to see who it was. To his surprise, it was precisely who he thought it was.

Celestia was gone. In her place, the Princess of The Night was holding Starry like a teddy bear as she slept.

The taste of Celestia’s body was still strong in his mouth. Not nauseating, just a constant reminder of her grace, and what delicious kindness she offered him. Whatever had occurred, Starry was confident the world would be different from now on. Not that he minded…