Twilight Sparkle. Ass Mare

Much like Twilight Sparkle, Rarity had a certain proclivity for anal. Mares of many different varieties had graced her bedroom specifically to please her appetites. From time to time, those stallions would go away a few thousand bits richer. For their silence. Her secret could not get out. Ever. If it did it would ruin her.

She would never tell her friends, save for perhaps Twilight who she could bond with over their shared love of anal. First, she had a date. She didn’t know who the mystery mare was, just that she wanted to meet in Canterlot. At a private location within the hedge maze. There was even a map. Looking it over, she noted that every turn was exact, as if a Pegasus had drawn it while looking at the hedge maze from above. And it was likely they had. Shivering a little, excited for her date, she stepped out of the castle and onto the back field where the hedge maze was located.

The last time she’d been here, it had been stolen away by Discord. He’d replaced it, exactly as it was. No new tricks or turns, no surprises. A simple hedge maze. She’d also been here with her friends. This time she didn’t dare bring them. If this mare were everything her letter promised, Rarity would be getting plenty dirty. In a manner of speaking. Shuddering in anticipation, she clamped her tail to her rear and stepped into the maze. Exactly like the time she’d come in here after Discord, the entrance was swiftly blocked by a wall of leaves and vines. The only way out was through.

Following the map she’d been given; she made her way through the maze quickly. When she finally reached the center of the maze, she was alone. “Have I been stood up?” she asked herself as she walked to the very middle of the maze. The small gazebo placed there was where the band would play at garden parties hosted in the maze. Everypony would be given a maze that would lead them here. Walking onto the gazebo, she looked around the garden. She was completely alone. Perhaps this was just a prank, or something much more sinister.

Mentally preparing a spell, she turned to prepare to leave when another pony was entering the garden. Princess Luna. No guards, no entourage, just Princess Luna. Rarity watched the Princess of the Moon approach and swallowed. It was midday, usually Luna was asleep by now, but she was awake and approaching the gazebo. Rarity could think of only two reasons, maybe three, that a mare who frequented the dreams of ponies would be awake after her duties had ended.

She wanted to spend time with her sister. No… if she had wanted that, she’d be in the throne room. Or wherever Celestia was at the moment. One thousand years separated could cause a strain on relationships, especially familial. Spending time together was the optimal way to mend that strain.

She wanted a picnic. No, she had no basket. A picnic required a basket of food and perhaps some sweet wine. Unless Luna was a dry wine sort of mare. Or a fruity wine. She seemed like the sort of mare who enjoyed a fruity wine. Like a Gamay or a Pinot Noir. There was no basket and no wine.

Was she here for a date? Was she being stood up as well? Curiosity getting the better of her, Rarity remained where she was as Luna approached. If she were being stood up for a date, this would make for some excellent gossip to share. With Applejack. Or one of the spa ponies. They could keep a secret. “Good Afternoon Rarity.” Luna said and Rarity realized that the princess was not expecting anypony else. She was there for her. Luna was Rarity’s date.

“Good… good afternoon Princess.”

“Come now Rarity, no need to be formal. We did not come here for formality, did we?” she asked and Rarity blinked. She was silent longer than Luna expected. “You have a… desire… you wish to fulfil?” Rarity blinked again before her alabaster cheeks turned an adorable shade of pink. “One that normal mares have begun to… lack in fulfilment?”

“I… believe… for that sort of talk, Princess, er Luna… I would like some…” she stopped as Luna’s horn lit and a small basket with wine and two glasses appeared. “Wine… thank you.” She said and the two mares, the royal and the fashionista, sat in the gazebo, hidden from the world by the hedgemaze’s distance from the castle.

“You may drink as you desire. As We said, We did not come here for formality.” Luna said and Rarity couldn’t help it as her eyes were drawn to Luna’s cutiemark. Her tail seemed to sway a little more actively. Less the magical ebb and flow like the tides and more a gentle swaying like she was trying to fan something. Catching herself staring, Rarity poured herself a glass and drank it. Though she remained dainty and polite, she downed the glass quickly. Luna merely smiled as she too began sipping her wine.

“Princess Luna… I must be blunt… is this a prank?” Rarity asked and Luna glanced at her with only one eye. “Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie have informed me of your… sense of humor and your love of pranks. I received a letter telling me to come here, alone, today. I had assumed it was a love letter, due to the perfume and…”

“Why woulds’t thou assume this is a prank? Yes, We shall admit to using just such a prank from time to time. On Our sister. She gets such a thrill when she thinks she has a date only to discover it is merely a distraction so We may strike her with a pie or a cake. Tis all in good fun. This is no prank, however.” She said and Rarity stared at her. “As you know, Our sister and Twilight Sparkle are… intimate. Twilight Sparkle likes to talk when she is relaxed. About her studies, about Ponyville… and about her friends.”

If Rarity could have turned any whiter, she did at that moment. Twilight talked about her friends. With the Princesses. “What… ehm… what did she reveal?” Rarity asked, quickly regaining her composure. She was having wine with a Princess, she needed to remain proper.

“Their secrets, when she is relaxed and has gotten some drink in her.” Luna said and Rarity had to stop herself from spitting out her wine. Not only would that have been rude to Luna, but this was quite good wine. And it was likely very expensive wine. “According to Twilight Sparkle, Rainbow Dash does not like having her hooves touched because they are more sensitive than most Pegasi hooves.”

“O-oh yes. Rainbow Dash does have the odd spa day with me from time to time. Her hooves are the one things she does not allow another pony, not even her dearest friends, to touch.” Rarity said, eager to steer the conversation in any direction other than at herself.

“And… Pinkie Pie. Food play is her… favorite? What, pray tell, is food play?” Rarity blushed but this was to be expected. Luna was still relatively new when it came to modern etiquette. Before she was sealed away, Ponies were more open.

“Food play is… well it’s… it’s hard to explain unless you’ve taken part but I can try my best if you would like?” Luna nodded, her face pensive, as if she were taking mental notes. “Food play is… well it is a sexual activity that involves food. One may rub… chocolate or honey into ones fur for their partner to lick off. Or… in the more sexual range of it… onto ones… special place…”

“Their teats?” Luna asked and Rarity blushed. She was certain her face was closer in shade to Pinkie Pie’s at the moment.

“Y… yes… their teats…”

“What other places? I am intrigued and wish to know more.” Luna said and Rarity swallowed nervously. Was it really ok for her to talk about that with a Princess?

“W-w-well… some ponies may pour melted chocolate or even whipped cream on their… uhm… I cannot think of a polite way to say it…”

“Then do not be polite. We are friends, are we not?”

“Certainly but…”

“We are also alone. Our guards will not interrupt us. Please, be a frank and clear as you desire.” The look on Luna’s face was sincere. Her guards were not around and, as she said, they were friends. Reaching out for the wine again, forgoing the glass, Rarity swallowed great mouthfuls of the, expensive, delicious wine. For courage.

“Some ponies pour melted chocolate or whipped cream onto their sex.”

“I see… and what of you?” Luna asked and all of Rarity’s borrowed courage was gone. Admitting that? To a Princess? Even if they were alone, Rarity would never be able to live down the embarrassment. “Come now Rarity. Would it help if I removed my crown, that you may see us not as your Princess but as your friend?” Luna asked and Rarity stared at her for a moment. Perhaps a moment too long. Coughing just slightly, she nodded and Luna removed her crown. In an instant, Princess Luna had vanished and Luna sat before her. Not a Princess, not even a regal pony. Her friend.

“I… like chocolate… on a mares… rear…” she admitted and, she had to admit at least to herself, it felt good to tell somepony. The only ponies who knew already were Lotus and Aloe, who were sworn to secrecy lest they lose Rarity’s patronage. Now Luna knew.

“I see. Does that not evoke images of… another… substance?”

“It did at first… but when I am the one pouring the chocolate it feels… different. I know that I put it there… so I know it is not… that.”

“Would you like to partake in an activity with me?” Luna asked and Rarity blinked. Before she could really respond, Luna teleported them both away. She wasn’t even sure they were still in Canterlot. Looking around, she took in a large, regal bedroom. Four poster bed with satin sheets, 500 count from the looks of them. Alabaster pillows the color of her fur. Silk curtains hanging from the top of the bed. Turning around, she froze. They certainly were not in Canterlot anymore. Not with several thousand miles between them and the planet. They were on the moon.

She didn’t even register she was not having trouble breathing. They were in a bubble of magic. Luna’s magic. Gravity was the same within the bubble and there was air. Plenty of air. And a breeze. Sure it was a magical breeze, but it was a breeze all the same. Turning to Luna, she froze. The princess was on the bed, melted chocolate pouring over her exposed rear end. “Come. Enjoy your treat.”

Rarity stayed rooted to the spot for a moment, watching the chocolate run down Luna’s cheeks and drip on the sheets below her. Drip… drip… drip… Every single drop falling off of her royal snatch like a slow rain. It took her a moment to realize that Luna had invited her to partake in the chocolate. It didn’t matter where it was, or the fact that she was a Princess. She was horny, Rarity liked mares and chocolate. That’s what mattered to her.

Luna remained facing forward, though her eyes did cast to the left and right merely out of a need to not look in a single direction for too long. She wasn’t sure how long she’d actually waited before Rarity’s lips met her rear lips. She wasn’t hesitating anymore, and she wasn’t being chaste. The alabaster unicorns lips were wrapped around Luna’s pucker and her tongue delved inside. There was no chocolate in there, but she was certain there would be soon.

The chocolate was running over her flanks, down Rarity’s muzzle and likely finding it’s way to her tongue and into Luna’s pucker. Rarity was only there for a moment before her tongue and lips found Luna’s sex, licking, sucking, and even nibbling the chocolate off. She wasn’t there long either, cleaning the midnight alicorn’s sex with her tongue before returning to her real target. Luna moaned as Rarity ate her rear. Her tongue played inside her pucker and Luna felt the unicorn’s magic wiping the chocolate off of her rump and legs, her delicate precise magic getting every last speck.

All of that chocolate went onto her rear only to be slurped away by the unicorn’s tongue and lips.

Unbidden, as if her body had a mind of its own, Luna jerked backwards. She was nearing orgasm, could feel it building inside her. Suddenly something was inside her rear. She knew what it was, and deep down she didn’t really care. The unicorn kept licking. She was forever thankful she cleansed herself regularly.

Magic was a tool. Unicorns and Alicorns used it to great effect. It was also excellent and keeping ones-self clean, inside and out.

Luna was certain Rarity knew where she was. It was hard not to when you were focusing on the outside of something you were suddenly inside of. But she kept licking. She kept tasting. A thought crept into Luna’s mind. Rarity had thought this a prank at first. How would she feel if the Midnight blue Alicorn took it an extra little step.

Bracing her rear hooves, Luna placed her forehooves on the head of the bed and pushed. Her rear strained and fought.

Pop.

It was almost comical. The sound her rear made as Rarity’s shoulders entered her. But now she had more purchase. The widest parts of a ponies anatomy were their head, their shoulders, and their hips. Sinking herself down slowly, she wasn’t really surprised or amazed at how easily her rear took Rarity in. She was more surprised at how much of her there seemed to be. When her shoulders went in, her forehooves were forced back against her sides, making for a slightly wider profile.

Eventually, she couldn’t lower any further and was forced to stand up, most of the alabaster unicorn inside her rear. She could use her magic to either push the unicorn in or pull her out. Or she could do it the old fashioned way. Looking around at the room they were in, her eyes fell on one of the posters on the bed.

She could press Rarity’s rear against that and push, moving her hips up and down as she went. The poster would rube at Rarity’s slit and slowly bring the mare to orgasm.

She could use her magic to shorten it, making it just high enough to stand comfortably over, and round off the top. Penetrate Rarity’s sex and bring her to orgasm before plunging her the rest of the way in.

A final thought crawled into Luna’s mind as she felt her orgasm building. Just push her in. Shove Rarity completely inside her ass and enjoy that full feeling for a couple of hours before letting her out to take a bath.

Any of those options, she was sure her current anal toy would greatly appreciate. The third option was the most pleasing as her orgasm approached with more intensity. Deciding on a course of action, Luna lit her horn, gripped Rarity’s hind legs, and pushed. Her stomach deformed slightly as the mare was pushed deep into her rear, her magic quickly removing her intestines in favor of the much more spacious stomach.

They weren’t gone, merely out of the way. If a medical examiner were to look at Luna’s x-ray right at that moment, her body would be mostly stomach. Lungs, heart, and other bits in her chest would be where they belong, but from her sternum beyond would be nothing but stomach. A simple spell, if one knew how to do it.

Luna paused for a moment to catch her breath before a loud, wet, belch ripped from her throat. All of her air had been forced out of her lungs by Rarity merely shifting around in her expanded stomach. Her spell shattered and she returned to the Garden. Panting, trying to catch her breath, she didn’t even notice she wasn’t alone.

“So… enjoy yourself aunty?”