“Welcome to Trotline! I’m Minty Sundae, and this is the show where you call in and tell me all about your steamiest sexual encounters.” The mint green mare trots towards a bed in the middle of the studio and flops onto it, sticking her hind legs up high up in the air. “Now that I’m comfortable, let’s take tonight’s caller.”
“Hello?”
“Greetings and salutations! I’m Minty Sundae.”
“Call me Far Fetcher.”
“Star Catcher? Is that you?”
“No, Minty, it’s not me. I mean, no I’m not Star Catcher.”
“Oh. You sound just like my friend Star Catcher.”
“I’m not her.”
“Okay. So what can I do you for?”
‘Far Fetcher’ paused and thought about it. “I would need to discuss this with my marefriend first, but I’m sure we could come to some sort of agreeable restitution.”
Minty’s eyes went wide and she drooled slightly with anticipation of finally losing her virginity. “That sounds dreamy. Anyways, do you have a story to share or were you just calling so I could proposition you?”
“Oh, I assure you I have a story to share. It’s about how my marefriend and I started dating. I’ve been fortunate to have a long life, in a position of relative authority.”
“But you’re totally not Princess Star Catcher.”
“Of course.”
“Right…. Continue.”
“Ahem. As I was saying, I’ve known Flyfishes since she was just a filly. Her mother works as a maid at the cast… at the place where I reside. And she used to take little Flyfishes along with her to work all those years ago. Quite the precocious little thing, she was adorable. Heh, she still is, but I may be just a little biased these days…”
“Sounds like you harbored a crush on her for a long time.”
“Oh dear me, no. That’s just sick. Ugh. But I used to give her little toys and candies every day she’d stop by. I thought nothing of it. I like seeing my little ponies happy. Especially the littlest ones. And happy she was. I don’t think I ever saw a frown on the little darling’s face. At least, not until she was a teenager, but I’m getting ahead of myself... She’d follow me around like a puppy while her mother cleaned my rooms.”
“Awwwww!”
“Yes, it was quite adorable. Of course she had school most days so I only saw her during the breaks, but I always did my best to make time for her when she was around. But ponies eventually grow up and one day she stopped coming around and I thought nothing more of it… Until she took a job cleaning the castl… I mean, uh, my residence when she turned 18.”
There was a knock on the door to Star Catcher’s office in the castle. “Housekeeping.”
“Come in, my little pony.”
“Hi! You probably don’t remember me, but I’m Skywishes! I just started working here today, but I used to come by all the time.”
“Of course I remember you! You used to stop by all the time with your mom when she didn’t have a foalsitter. My, you’ve grown up! Has it really been ten years since I last saw you?” Star Catcher opened a drawer to her desk and pulled out a candy bar. “Your favorite. I still keep a few in my drawer just for you.” She banged it on the desk and then tossed the petrified candy bar in the trash. “Okay, maybe it really has been ten years…”
“Yup! But you’re still as regal and elegant and beautiful as ever!” Skywishes bowed to the alicorn.
“You don’t bow to me.”
“Yes I do! You’re a princess and I’m your subject.”
Star Catcher waved a hoof. “You’re not my subject. You’re my friend. And friends don’t bow to friends, understand?”
Skywishes nodded. “Okay.” She bounced back up to her hooves.
“You’re still as happy and bubbly as I remember you being.” Star Catcher pinched the pink pegasus mare’s cheek. “So adorable.”
“Hey! Stop that! I’m all grown up now! See?” She shook her ass in front of the princess. “See? I jiggle in all the right places now!” She giggled. “Just like you!”
“I do not jiggle.” Star Catcher turned to look at her own hindquarters. “Do I?”
“You wiggle when you walk! I used to imitate your gait all the time when I was a filly but I never did pull it off right. It just looks silly when I do it. See?” She turned and walked across the room, trying to wiggle her hips as she moved, but failing miserably.
“The royal princess sashay is something that takes years and years of practice, my little pony. And while a princess may indeed sashay, she most assuredly does not jiggle when she walks.”
“Wiggle, sashay, jiggle, call it whatever you want. But, I suppose I should get to work here.” Skywishes picked up a feather duster in her mouth and hovered around the office. She started with the top of the filing cabinets but soon dropped the duster. “Whoops, clumsy me!” She landed and bent over to pick it up, the skirt of her maid uniform revealing her flank inch-by-inch the further she bent. Once everything was on display, she bounced back up as if nothing had happened. “Got it! Sorry about that!”
Star Catcher shifted in her seat uncomfortably. For some reason the seat of her chair was now damp. She looked down. It had been a very long time since the princess had last been aroused and it took her a moment to realize exactly what had just happened.
“Now I just need to get under your desk for a moment.”
“I beg your pardon?” Star Catcher crossed her hind legs reflexively.
“To get your trash!”
“Oh, right.”
Star Catcher scooted her chair backwards slightly and Skywishes zipped in and removed the full garbage bag. She took her time putting a new bag in, making sure to get it perfectly aligned. She sniffed. “Something sure smells good down here.” Star Catcher cringed and kept her legs crossed. She’d never been so embarrassed in her life. “All right, I’ve got other rooms to clean, but it’s been great seeing you again! See you tomorrow?”
“I’ll be here. I do live here after all.”
“Awesome! See you then! I know you said I don’t have to do this but I want to.” She bowed.
Star Catcher looked down at her chair. It was ruined. Might as well finish it off… She masturbated for the first time in centuries, then filled out a requisition form for a new chair. She paused and considered the cost of a new chair. Perhaps a seat cover wouldn’t be an unjustifiable expense after all. Just in case there was a repeat performance. Still, she hated wasting money on anything not strictly necessary. The royal treasury wasn’t bottomless, despite what some other royals seemed to think.
As she cantered down the hallway to formally request the new chair she spotted Skywishes, no longer wearing the frilly Prench maid outfit she’d had on earlier, but rather the normal scrub attire for the castle’s cleaning staff. “Somepony must have complained.” Skywishes disappeared into Prince Blueblood’s room before she could call out to her. Perhaps it was for the better, as she was still wrestling with her emotions from earlier. “Skywishes may no longer be a filly, but she's still naïve. She couldn’t possibly harbor feelings for me. Could she?”
“So did she?” Minty asked, breaking the flashback fantasy sequence.
‘Far Fetcher’ smacked a hoof into her face. “Minty, why would I call in and tell you about her if she didn’t?”
“Oh. Well now you’ve gone and ruined the surprise. Way to go not-Star Catcher.”
“As I was saying…”
The next day Star Catcher sat at her desk on her no-longer-soggy-but-not-yet-replaced chair. The minutes dragged by until a bubbly pink pegasus mare knocked on her door and bounced into her office. Skywishes was surprisingly once more wearing the revealing Prench maid outfit instead of the regulation scrubs.
Again Skywishes cleaned Star Catcher’s office and living space. This time she became obsessed with cleaning the underside of every piece of furniture in the rooms. While hovering upside down in the air. Her skirt, of course, obeyed the law of gravity, once more revealing everything Skywishes had for ~~all the world~~ Star Catcher and Star Catcher alone to see. Star Catcher was grateful her new chair had yet to be delivered as she started leaking vaginal fluids yet again. There was no doubt about it, Star Catcher was indeed attracted to the cleaning mare. But the question that still remained was were her feelings reciprocated?
“I’ll just get your trash and then I’ll be out of your way.”
“Huh?” Star Catcher snapped back to reality. “Sorry, I think I zoned out there for a bit.”
“Are you getting enough sleep?” Skywishes zoomed up into Star Catcher’s personal space. She looked deep into Star Catcher’s eyes. “Bloodshot! I knew it! You’re always so busy worrying about all of us that you’re not taking care of yourself!” She started pushing the white alicorn towards her bedroom. “You’re going to bed and I’m not letting anypony disturb you until you’re rested.” She continued shoving the resisting mare’s flank. “Move!”
The petite pegasus had managed to budge the alicorn all of six inches.
“It has been quite some time since anypony has dared touch me without permission, and I daresay nopony’s ever tried to touch my hindquarters before.”
“Oh, their loss then. So squishy!” Skywishes pushed on her buttocks, which were all too accommodating to her shoving. She headbutted the royal’s backside. “Now I may not be a doctor, nor do I play one on TV, but even I know when somepony needs to get more sleep.” With her snout mere inches away from Star Catcher’s vagina, Skywishes once more sniffed. “There’s that delightful smell again. Stronger this time.”
Embarrassed, Star Catcher started moving towards her bedroom. “All right, my little pony, you win. I shall indeed rest.”
“Good! I’ll be back to see you tomorrow!” She tucked the alicorn into bed, then flipped the ‘Do not disturb’ sign on Star Catcher’s office door, and only then did she proceed on her rounds.
Star Catcher waited a minute, then rose from her bed. Thankful for the one-way glass, Star Catcher stood at her office’s door and followed the younger mare’s movements. Skywishes ducked into the janitorial closet and emerged a few minutes later wearing her regulation scrubs. Star Catcher considered the possibilities. “Quite curious. She’s definitely showing off for me.”
“I’m having a hard time getting off to this story,” Minty once more interrupted the alicorn. “If I was a stallion my balls would be bluer than a Smurf right now. You two are totally going to go at it like rabbits. Right?”
“Yes, Minty. Now let me get to the good parts. You’re just going to have to suffer through some more backstory first.”
“Ugh! But exposition is so boring! I wanna clop!”
“My dear Minty Sundae, unlike porn, real life works a little slower than ‘Oh hey, that’s a nice dress. Wanna make love?’ To truly appreciate what my marefriend and I have, you need to know the whole story.”
“Fine. So what happened on the third day?”
“’Flyfishes’ knocked on my door, but without the enthusiasm. She wasn’t wearing the sexy little Prench maid outfit, and she was completely untalkative. And she was frowning. Let me tell you, a frown on ‘Flyfishes’ is as out of place as you not wearing socks, Miss Sundae.”
“Oh yeah, that’s pretty messed up.” Minty pulled one of her fishnet stockings all the way up, making sure it accentuated her flank for the cameras.
Star Catcher observed the movements of the younger pony. She certainly had no spring in her step on this day. “What’s wrong?”
“Oh Star Catcher, I can’t bother you with my silly little problems.”
“Of course you can.” Star Catcher moved to the bed and sat on it, gently patting the spot next to her. Skywishes flopped onto the bed alongside her older friend and started bawling.
Star Catcher let the pink pegasus cry herself dry. “Prince Blueblood is requesting me for his harem. I didn’t even know that was a thing he had.” She paused. “I know I should be honored, but I don’t like him. I’m not even into stallions, you know? Can you do anything about it? Or am I destined to be Blueblood’s cum receptacle until the day he tires of me and replaces me with a younger mare?”
“He can’t force you into his harem. He uses that line to trick innocent mares such as yourself into thinking they have to serve him. It’s underhooved and I despise him for it.”
“But two can play at that game, right?”
Star Catcher blinked. “I don’t follow.”
“You could add me to your harem!”
“I don’t have a harem.”
“You could start one! With me.”
Star Catcher sighed. “Skywishes, you’re a dear friend. I would never take advantage of you like that. All I need to do is say the word to Blueblood and he’ll knock it off. And if he doesn’t I’ll take it to Princess Celestia herself.”
“You’d do that for me?”
“Consider it done.”
“Oh thank you, thank you, thank you!” She wrapped her forelegs around Star Catcher in an embrace. “I love you, you know.”
“I didn’t know, though I was starting to suspect.”
“Was I that obvious? It may sound silly but I had the biggest crush on you back when I was a filly. But the Princess of Wishing would never have time for a cleaning mare like me.”
“I always have time for a friend, regardless of her profession.”
Skywishes decided to push her luck. She’d more-or-less groped the princess the day before with no repercussions. So why not push the boundaries of friendship as far as she could into benefits territory? She craned her neck and kissed Star Catcher.
Star Catcher immediately recoiled from the kiss. Before Skywishes could pout Star Catcher wrapped her wings around the smaller mare and drew her closer. “Skywishes.”
The pink mare batted her eyelashes seductively. “Yes?”
“Tell me what you desire. Do you desire to be with me because you genuinely like me, or only because you see this as a far better fate than being tied to Blueblood. You’re under no obligation to me. I won’t let that uncouth pretender to the throne pull anything on you.”
“I desire to do my job. My job is to clean this room. And everything in it…” She winked. “And look at that, you’re in this room. And you seem to be, uh, dripping all over the place. Somepony should plug the leak. With her tongue.” She stuck her tongue out and made a licking motion. “Does that answer your question?”
“As you wish.” Star Catcher released Skywishes from her grasp and lay down on the bed. She flicked her tail out of the way, inviting her young friend in. Skywishes wasted no time working her tongue deep into Star Catcher’s marehood. What she lacked in experience she more than made up for in enthusiasm and stamina.
Skywishes had waited years for this moment, finally having a chance to give her virginity to the mare she loved. She greedily slurped up the older mare’s juices. Truthfully, she had no idea what she was doing. So she just kept swirling her tongue around Star Catcher’s delicate pink folds, delighting in the gasps and moans her idol made in response.
She even started dripping herself, not that she cared. Tonight was all about pleasuring Star Catcher. Maybe the princess would return the favor, maybe she wouldn’t. That was her prerogative, and hers alone. All that mattered to Skywishes was lapping up every last drop of Star Catcher’s delicious, sweet as honey marecum. She found herself grasped in the alicorn’s magical aura and turned around so her own crotch was pointed at Star Catcher’s muzzle.
“I don’t suppose you’d let me return the favor. I can’t remember the last time I made love to another pony. Truth be told, I hadn’t even masturbated in centuries until your little display the other day. I didn’t even think my plumbing still worked until it sprang a leak when you bent over in that short little skirt.”
Skywishes chuckled. “Go ahead, princess. But I’m a maid, keeping things clean is my job.”
“Clean, perhaps, but not particularly dry.” Star Catcher licked her new marefriend’s slit, slowly working her tongue into the younger pony’s tight vagina. Skywishes was obviously a virgin, so she’d have to be extra gentle with her.
And so the two new lovers sixty-nined, the petite virginal pegasus resting atop the larger, more experienced alicorn. It became a challenge for the two mares to give the other more orgasms than they received. Hours (and countless orgasms) later, the two mares collapsed on the bed next to one another, cuddling.
“I’m probably going to be fired for this. I missed my entire shift.”
“I’ll give you a royal excuse note. Not that you really need it anymore. You’re welcome to move in, not as a mere concubine, but as my marefriend. You’d never have to deal with Blueblood again. Except as an equal, should you become my wife someday.”
“I’d like that.” Skywishes smiled and kissed her once again. Their tongues danced briefly before Skywishes pulled away. “And I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“Oh yeah!” Minty orgasmed as ‘Far Fetcher’ finished her story. “Now that payoff was worth all the backstory!” She pulled her hoof away from her sopping wet pussy and licked her juices from it. “Mmmmn, minty.”
“I take it you enjoyed it?”
“Absolutely! I always wondered how you two got together, not-Star Catcher.”
“That’s “Far Fetcher” to you.”
“Oh it’s far-fetched, alright. And that about wraps it up for tonight. I’m Minty Sundae, and thank you for watching Trotline.”
