The Zebrican Ambassador

Celestia stared wide eyed at the display in front of her. Luna was half asleep, yet still entranced. A smile played at the corners of Celestia’s mouth as she fought to keep her wings from stiffening, a “wing boner” as many a Pegasus called it. “I will never understand the strange customs of Zebras.” She thought to herself as the Zebra Prince spent his seed in the third of seven mares. It wasn’t a mating ritual, to prove the prowess of the Zebra Prince to the Princesses of Equestria. They weren’t there in order to be bred. They were there for diplomatic reasons. This was just a monthly celebration.

Each of these mares had come of age to bare a foal. Zebrican Age at least. While in Equestria, it was proper for a mare of adult age and no younger to bare a foal, in Zebrica, the rules were very different. Zebrican Princes were required to breed with each mare that came of age, no matter how many there were. Not even siblings of the Prince were forbidden. Any of his younger sisters were required to allow their big brothers to breed them. Leaning to the side, Celestia asked the question she knew was burning in her sister’s mind.

“Is it impolite to request a private audience with the Prince when this is all over?” she asked the senator that had come with them. She merely shook her head, her eyes closing for just the briefest moment. Celestia knew she’d get a proper answer after the display, but until then they merely had to enjoy the show. “I am very thankful I didn’t bring Twilight with me. The poor dear would be beside herself, if she hadn’t fainted by now.” Celestia thought as the Prince spent his latest load inside the womb of his current partner. Three to go.

She noticed a smile form on Luna’s face out of the corner of her eye as the Prince sauntered around the room again, as was custom. Unlike the old tradition in Equestria involving public orgies, where the lucky stallions would just move on to the next mare, in Zebrican Tradition, the Prince would strut around the room, his cock hard and ready for the next mare, while attendants assisted his previous partner in leaving the building. Celestia couldn’t help but admire the length and girth of the Prince’s equipment, and knew that if she had the gall to look away and check, her sister would be just as drenched as she herself felt.

The fourth mare walked in and Celestia’s eyes widened. This young filly was the picture of Zebrican beauty. Where her stripes were sparse, her coat was as pure white as Celestia’s own. Her stripes were as dark as the deepest black, and her eyes drew Celestia’s attention the most. A bright, vibrant blue, almost silver in color. The tribal marking on her rump looked, for all the world, like the sun surrounding a vial or medical bottle. A scientist devoted to the sun. Celestia watched as the mare followed the Prince’s path before walking to the center of the room, turning to face the Chieftain and his guests, and lifting her tail.

Immediately, Celestia cast the subtlest, quickest spell she could. Time Manipulation. Everything around her slowed to the dullest crawl, as if the world were attempting to slog through thick molasses. She had to check. Just had to. Leaving her seat, she walked over to the mare and crouched down, mirroring her posture. Her eyes were in fact completely silver, not vibrant blue. They were so silver they were almost white. Possibly the rarest beauty she’d ever seen in Zebrica. Making a mental note to ask the Chieftain about her, as well as Twilight’s Zebra friend Zecora when she returned, she slowly walked around the mare.

When she got behind her, she noticed a small mark on her rump, near her plump, mid wink pussy. Bending down to get a better look, Celestia nearly gasped, barley managing to hold it back, before teleporting back to her seat and ending her spell. As if nothing had happened, the Prince stepped up to the mare, positioned himself, and plunged into her. She shouted in ecstasy as he began pistoning into her, but Celestia’s mind was no longer focused on the ritual. That mark on the mare’s rump. As if seeing her sister lost in thought, Luna nudged her and snaked her own mind into Celestia’s.

“What is it sister?” Luna asked mentally.

“That mare, sister. When this is over, I must speak with her. It’s important. I can’t tell you why, but you must help me with this.” Celestia responded and Luna shot her sister a strange look but nodded before turning back to the display.

Later that evening, Luna “distracted” the chieftain while Celestia used a spell to turn invisible, as well as a second spell to change her appearance to that of an albino zebra mare with a golden mane and tail, and followed the mare she’d been focused on. She had to be sure. Once she’d left the tent, she canceled the invisibility spell and followed the mare. Ignoring the looks and whistles she got from the stallions around her, albino zebras being both rare and status symbols, she followed the mare from the ritual to a tent near the outskirts of the village.

Approaching the tent flap, Celestia swallowed and carefully peeked inside. “Zinia?” She asked and the mare looked up and turned to look at her.

“Ah. I apologize. You must have been at the ritual. Did you... not get a turn?”

“No, it’s not that. You are Zinia, aren’t you?” Celestia asked again and the mare nodded.

“Yes, I am. Do I know you?” Zinia asked and Celestia felt tears come to her eyes as she rushed forward, her disguise forgotten as she swooped her dearest Zebra friend into her forelegs in a crushing hug. “Tia? But... I thought... aren’t you...? Shouldn’t you be with the chieftain? I thought the agreement was that after the ritual, he would summon one of the performers to join himself and the two of you in his chambers.”

“Zinia, I just had to be sure. I’ve missed you so my friend.”

“I’ve missed you too but... Mmf!” Zinia exclaimed as Celestia’s lips claimed hers. Only a moment’s hesitation passed before the Zebra dancer returned the kiss with just as much zeal as the Princess. When the two of them parted for breath, Zinia felt Celestia’s head against her shoulder, her horn draped over. “Tia, I missed you, but you must remember. I went to Equestria to escape my village, and you convinced me to return. You convinced me to forgive them.”

“I know, Zinia, I know. I just... I didn’t think I would miss you this much. I wish there were a way I could take you home with me. Things are so different in Equestria now.” Celestia said as she trailed kisses along Zinia’s neck. Hearing hoofsteps approaching, they parted and Celestia cast her invisibility spell again.

“Dancer Zinia, you have been chosen to partner with the Chieftain and the Princesses tonight. They expect you at the tent at dusk.” A Zebra warrior said and Zinia nodded, unconsciously moving to stand between him and the invisible princess. The warrior retreated and Zinia turned around to speak again, only to be interrupted by a surprisingly forceful kiss from Celestia, the Alicorn’s tongue finding its way into the dancer’s mouth.

Zinia returned her former lover’s attentions, pressing as close as she could to Celestia without straining herself too badly, before breaking the kiss and stepping back. “Tia, you heard him. I have been chosen by the Chieftain. I will bear his next son, and then I am useless to the Tribe.”

“What do you mean?”

“I will be sent into exile after the birth. No Zebra Stallion wants the used mare of the Chieftain. If I hadn’t been chosen, I would have had my pick of the warriors, or I could have left of my own accord. After the birth of the next prince, I will be exiled.”

“Then you will come to Equestria. You can be with me again.” Celestia said, attempting to pepper the mare with kisses.

“No, Tia, you don’t understand. I may be exiled from the tribe, but they will still keep tabs on me. They will keep sentries watching me when they go hunting. Until the day I am eaten by a lion, I will have eyes on me.”

“There must be something I can do...”

“There is nothing, Tia. I cannot go to Equestria, or they will send the Zeru after me. Hunters who specialize in assassination. Everyone would be in danger.”

“Zinia, I can protect you. I am the Princess of Equestria. If you are with me, they wouldn’t dare harm you.” Celestia said and Zinia smiled and shook her head.

“There is no point, Tia. I’m sorry.” She said and Celestia stared at the floor, her eyes darting left and right as she attempted to remember everything she knew about the Zebrican continent. As her eyes fell on a small ivory claw, she followed it up to the head of an immaculately carved ivory statue. Of a wolf.

“That’s it. The wolf clan here in Zebrica. They’re cousins of the clan that lives in Equestria. If you can make it to them, they can help you get to their cousins. You would be free.”

“Tia I...”

“If you are sold as a slave to the Shadow Clan in Equestria, you will no longer be a Zebrican citizen, and even if the Zeru come after you, your ‘masters’ will protect you. The King of the Shadow Clan barely lets ponies into his citadel. A group of Zebra Assassins wouldn’t make it past the front gate without being shot down by arrows.” Celestia said and Zinia sighed and pressed her lips to Celestia’s to silence her before she rambled on further.

“Tia... even if I go to the Zebrican wolf clan, I will still not be safe... it could take months, even years, before they can transport me to their cousins in Equestria. By then, the Zeru would have found me and done their jobs.” She said and Celestia stared at her lover and friend.

“I wouldn’t be too sure of that.” A voice said from the tent flap behind them, causing Celestia to actually jump. “Sorry, couldn’t help but overhear. Name’s Luma. I’m from the Light Clan. Miss Zinia, correct?” The wolf asked as she strode forward. Zinia nodded and Luma stopped a couple inches away, Zinia leaning back as much as she could. “Hm, yes, I can see how this could work.” She said as she sat down. “You’d be as safe as a new born pup in the Shadow Clan’s citadel. No one gets through their borders without permission from the King or the Prince. Even the Zeru would find it impossible to infiltrate.” Luma said and Celestia stared at her.

“But...”

“Why am I here? I’m participating in the ritual. After the Zebra mares get all filled up, the rest of the studs get to go about the town and find a female they want and just go to town. And, as a wolf, even if one of the Zebra Studs here knocks me up, I get to leave. Diplomatic immunity princess.” Luma said and Celestia stared at her. “By the way, your sister is already in the queue to go first once the ritual is over.”

“I thought she might be. She had her eyes on the Prince.”

“I noticed. So, what’s your word, pretty mare?” Luma asked, looking at Zinia.

“I... I don’t... I’m not sure I could... leave...”

“Hey, if it makes you feel better, they’ll think you’re dead.” Celestia’s eyes widened before narrowing as she stared at the wolf. “After all, t’ get ya outa here, I gotta eat ya.”

“What? But that’s impossible. Zinia is the same size as you are, and she would die in your stom...” Celestia froze as Luma produced a vial with a reddish purple liquid in it. “What is that?”

“A shrinking and acid-immunity potion. The acid immunity is for your benefit, the shrinking is for mine. Like you said Princess, she’s the same size as me. I’d be lucky if I could get her leg own my throat whole. If I shrink her, down she goes, easy as that. As for the acid immunity, well, sneaking her out of Zebrica in my stomach runs the risk of her melting down unless she’s immune to the acids, right?”

“Where did you get that? Zecora doesn’t have the herbs necessary in Equestria to make one of those.”

“Did I mention my cousins in the Shadow Clan are assassins who brew this stuff up for a living?” Luma asked as she downed the potion, letting out a grape scented belch. “Pardon.”

“How long exactly does that last?”

“Two years. Normal food, I can eat. Living objects will be safe. Um... demonstration... demonstration... ah... Princess, take off your shoe.” The wolf said and Celestia merely twitched her ear, nodded and removed one of her shoes. Luma then proceeded to take Celestia’s hoof, gently, and slowly begin to swallow it. Her throat bulged seemingly painfully, and Celestia could feel the wolf female all around her leg. Before too long, Luma’s muzzle was pressed against Celestia’s side and her foreleg was resting in the wolf’s stomach. A few moments later, long enough that the acids would have started melting away at Celestia’s fur and skin, Luma moved backwards, Celestia’s foreleg coming free with a pop. “There, see. Completely safe, if a little slimy.”

Celestia nodded, levitating a cleaning rag over to her and wiping her leg clean. As Luma promised, there wasn’t even a blemish on the Princess’s leg. “So? We have a deal?” Celestia contemplated for a moment as she turned to Zinia. The Zebra mare stared at Luma for a moment before nodding.

“When my child is born and I am exiled, you may swallow me to transport me to Equestria.” Zinia said and Luma smiled and nodded.

“Excellent. Now, I hate to do this princess, but my fee...” Celestia sighed and looked at Luma expectantly. “Three days with your student.”

“I’m sorry?”

“I want three uninterrupted days with Twilight Sparkle. I know a few spells that I’m sure she’d love to study, and if I’m be honest, that mare makes me feel all warm and fuzzy. I don’t need bits, the Light Clan has thousands in gold bars, so I just want three days with Twilight Sparkle.” Celestia thought for a moment then nodded.

“I will run it by Twilight.” The Princess said and Luma smiled as her tail wagged through the dirt behind her.

“Perfect. That’s all I ask. A year and one month. Once the child is born, you’re all mine Missy Zinia. I’ll be here for another couple weeks, then I’m heading out on a safari with a couple others from my Clan. We won’t be easy to miss if you head east when you’re exiled. Just look for the tents with white wolves emblazoned on the sides.” Luma said before disappearing out of the tent.

“Are you sure you want this Zinia? I know she promised you would be safe but...”

“Tia... if it means I can be with you when all of this is over, then I will risk anything.” Zinia said, claiming Celestia’s lips with her own.