Princess Celestia, now the size of an average mare, has not ascended to what she called the royal alicorn form, which old texts of previous alicorns has depicted as being about twice as large as the average pony with a longer horn, bigger wings, and a sparkling mane and tail that both flowed in unseen winds. She is a patient filly, waiting for harmony to deem her worthy of ascension and officially make her an adult.

However, still legally being a filly, she is still subject to at least one guard with her at all times, even while in the restroom, which would be awkward were it not for the fact that she personally knew her guard.

High Grand, a stallion with a green mane and similar fur color to her, was the son of one of the nicer noble families, and signed up for the royal guard soon after he was legally considered an adult, then a little over a year later, he was officially a part of the royal guard. A few years after this achievement was his ‘incident’ with the then filly sized Celestia. Luckily, the populace understood her mental maturity being that of an adult and that they both consented, and they were soon left alone.

Now, about five years after the ‘incident’, Princess Celestia and High Grand sat across from each other at a table in her favorite donut joint in Canterlot, run by one commonly referred to as Donut Joe.

“What should we do today?” Celestia asked with a bright smile after swallowing the last bite of her large chocolate cake without frosting, her lips outlined in brown crumbs.

“Go to the gym?” Grand jokingly suggested with a smirk as he finished his plain donut, licking his lips clean. She stuck her tongue out at him playfully.

“You know you love my big booty!” She exclaimed, shaking her behind for a moment.

“Got me there,” he chuckled.

“Anyways, I was thinking we could go to the carnival!” Her tail started wagging as she thought of the carnival. “I’ve gone on a ferris wheel before, and this is the perfect chance.”

“When does it start?” He asked, getting out of his chair.

“In like… an hour!” She responded, leaving her chair as well before bouncing happily.

“Then let’s get moving, shall we?” He said, placing a pile of bits onto the table with his green aura.

“This is… amazing,” Celestia stated in a low tone, standing and looking over Canterlot from the top of the ferris wheel, clutching a small teddy bear plush to her chest. She watched as hundreds of lights from active buildings sparkled in her sister’s night.

“It really is something,” Grand agreed, sitting on the same end as he also looked over the landscape.

“And since the ride is broken, we can really enjoy the moment.” Celestia said.

“Broken?” He asked, looking at her in confusion. He gasped as the ride suddenly stopped, lurching forward a tiny bit, fearfully hooving his hooves over the edge to hold him in place, then looked at Celestia incredulously, watching as she maintained an innocent face.

“And I know just how to enjoy this moment.” He watched as she ducked down, and before his eyes could follow her, she wrapped her lips around the tip of his already half-mast cock, suckling it and lapping up his precum as he moaned, spreading his thighs invitingly and resting his chin on the edge while staring off into the distance as she quickly brought him to a fully erect state. They left him soon after, and before he could ask, another wet part of her pressed against his blunt tip.

“Princess, what are you- ahh!” He stopped speaking as his tip popped into her pussy, which felt sopping wet, and splayed his ears back on his head as his eyes shut and he relaxed, letting the pleasure flow through him. He emitted a low appreciative moan as she slowly slid down his shaft, and a small smile graced his lips as her rump pressed against his crotch seconds later, his tip resting against the entrance to her womb.

“You could’ve at least… warned me…” He spoke softly, enjoying the feeling of her hot and tight canal clenching on his throbbing rod.

“That would ruin the surprise,” she replied in an equally soft voice. She began moving, leaning forward and dragging nearly half of him out of her, then rocked back, drawing a sigh from him as they connected with a barely audible slap. She started rocking back and forth, generating a slow pace as they affectionately made love.

“You’re the best mare ever…” he gently praised, lightly bucking each time she rocked back.

“Still a filly,” she gently corrected.

“R-Right, best filly,” he stuttered with a blush. “Also, P-Princess?”

“Yes?” She replied, the waver in her voice barely noticeable as she experienced her own pleasure.

“C-Can we do this quickly? I’m k-kinda scared of heights,” he nervously asked, tensing as he thought about their height. Without a verbal response, she stopped, and he felt his dick leave her momentarily as she turned and sat in his lap, making him moan loudly as she plunged back down and wrapped her hooves around him. He went to talk again, before she wrapped her lips around the tip of his horn.

“M-muh?” He intelligently stated, his glazed over eyes opening halfway as she suckled and licked his sensitive horn, continually multiplying the bliss he felt as his mind shorted out. His body went numb with pleasure, and he could barely feel the pleasure in his crotch mounting.

“Ny-uhh!” He exclaimed, his horn sparking and popping in her mouth as she kept pleasing his horn and slammed her rump down, groaning on horn as his pulsing balls pushed load after load of hot spunk into her womb, quickly filling it and even making it grow slightly before it began spurting out, covering his crotch and inner thighs before he hit empty.

Feeling returned to his body very slowly, and his mind began the slow process of rebooting, breathing heavily as he basked in the afterglow. She chose that moment to finally release his horn, kissing the tip before snuggling into his shoulder as she also caught her breath.

“I love you, High Grand…” She mumbled into his soft fur, the exhaustion of riding the colt quickly dragging her to the dream realm.

Celestia awoke with a snort, her eyes lazily opening halfway as she received an image of where she was. She yawned and tried to sit up, before stopping as something moved inside her. Looking down, she noticed that Grand was still balls deep in her. Along with this, she also noticed that they were in her bed. Looking up, she saw sunlight filtering through her mostly closed blinds.

“Nuh…” Grand softly mumbled in his sleep, his hips thrusting lightly as he slung a hoof over her. As much as she would enjoy another round, she was much too tired, and opted to wake him. She laid back down, smiling as she watched him suck his hoof like a foal as he cutely snored, and placed a hoof on his shoulder, gently shaking him until his eyes fluttered open.

“Wake up, sleepyhead.” He stared into her eyes for a few moments, the gears visibly turning in his head, before recognition finally dawned on him. He mumbled something into his hoof before pulling it out with a pop.

“Princess?” He mumbled, gasping as he felt their connection, lightly thrusting again. “Oh princess…”

“Hold it,” she stated, stopping him before he could continue. “As much as I would enjoy going again, I’m afraid I am much too tired."

“Princess…” He whined, thrusting again in emphasis. She sighed.

“Oh alright,” she said. “But quickly. I’m hungry.”

He smiled with a hum, pressing their noses together and staring lovingly into her eyes as he began thrusting into her. She tilted her muzzle up a little, bringing their lips together, and they shut their eyes as they enjoyed each other.

Soon, he began humming in pleasure every few thrusts as he accelerated, then grunted as he bucked particularly hard, hilting himself inside of her as his throbbing cock began depositing sperm into her, which was fortunately just enough to fill her womb and grow it a little before his balls were drained. He pulled from the kiss, sighing contently as they reopened their eyes and stared lovingly at each other once more.

“That was nice,” she whispered. “Now hurry and pull out. I don’t wanna miss breakfast.”

He hummed in acknowledgement, relishing in her warm insides for a moment longer before slowly pulling out his softening horsecock, which retreated into his sheath as she sat up.

Manipulating her pelvic muscles to make sure she retained the seed inside her, she got up onto four hooves and hopped over him and onto the carpeted floor.

“Now follow me,” she happily ordered, approaching the door and pulling down her royal attire with her golden magic as he tiredly hopped down with a yawn. “There’s a cupcake calling my name.”

“After your bowl of oatmeal,” he added, sitting beside her pulling on his armored slippers.

“And my milk,” she also added as she slipped into her peytral and crown before getting up and pulling open the door with her magic.

“Mhmm,” he nodded in confirmation as he donned his helmet before also getting up, following his charge out the door as she happily skipped out, shutting the door behind him.

Author's Note

I kinda wanted to start an ongoing story based off my story Foolin' Fillies, so here ya go! Not every story will have clop, but i'm fairly certain most will.