The Royal Wonder

There was a rumor going around quickly. The group known as “The Rescuers” were gaining as much intel on the princess’s whereabouts as they could. Their social media contacts and their eyes around town were gaining in popularity as interest in Seraphine rose to unbelievable heights. However, after she left the mall, they lost track of her. The royal guards interfered more than once and their social media sources went AWOL for a moment. Then King’s Gym popped up on their radar, and these sad individuals hit the road.

The three pegasi, two earth ponies, and four unicorns hustled out of their cars to see the entrance. They ran up to it, putting their hand on the handle, only to see that it wouldn’t budge an inch. One of the lankier unicorn stallions looked over at the button on the side and pressed it. With an intercom speaker above the button, all of them looked at it, expecting someone was going to speak through it.

To their surprise, though, someone came into the vestibule from the inside. This gigantic mass of a changeling stepped into their view. His hair was blonde with blue highlights, he stood over all of them and more than likely weighed the same as all of them combined. His muscles rippled through his pink tank top that barely seemed to manage his massive stature without tearing to shreds with one flex. The gargantuan black changeling’s blue eyes sized every single one of them up as he opened the front door.

“Any of you looking for a membership?” He asked, causing their eyes to shift around, seeing if any of them had a membership to this gym.

“No, we heard the new princess is here and we were wanting to see if we could get some footage of her working out?” A yellow, taller young mare said as she brushed her long blue hair out of her face nervously.

“If none of you want to pump up those pansy little muscles, then I don’t have time for you.” Regal said, once again giving them all looks of sour disappointment. “Call me when you’re ready to get some meat on your bones.” He said, about to close the door, but another one stepped up. This was a short blue unicorn who barely looked like he was fifteen years of age.

“Hey! You can’t keep the princess from us! It’s a matter of public exposure! We have the right to see what she’s up to!” He said this, and all of those around him were fearing that one single tug and Regal could floss his teeth with this small colt.

Regal blinked. When the words wouldn’t come to his lips, he blinked a few more times. “Oh, your rights. Okay, hold on.” He pulled a radio from the back of his blue gym shorts and held it to his mouth. “Sword Knight, come in.”

“Yeah?” Sword said from the walky.

“These ponies are talking about their rights to enter the privately owned establishment and I was wondering if we had it in the budget to care?” He asked and all of the ponies had their eyes widened or straight up scowled in embarrassment and dismay.

“Ummmm, just checked. It looks like we tried to care at one point but that’s a big fat no.” Sword Knight said and Regal nodded.

“Thanks, Sword. Over and out.” Regal said as he clicked off of the walky and placed it back on his shorts. “Sorry, guys. Get some bulk and come back.” He said as he squeezed back into the comparatively small doorway as all of them stood outside, helpless.

“I love ponies.” Regal muttered sarcasm to himself as he stepped back into the gym lobby. Through the lobby, he came to the bike machines, ellipticals and stair steppers. Beyond this room, was the free weight room. Across from the mirror wall and dumbbells was a wide open window, lined by curling benches, bench presses and just normal benches.

Beyond those were rows and rows of treadmills. There were not many people in that room because all of the members understood what was going on now. The royal guard told them just to let the princess run by herself for a while. So she put on her headphones and ran without distractions as she played her music. She was suggested the Two Lost Ponies, then some Mutagenic discharged and Killproof, which was one of Death Metal’s favorite bands. The white bodyguard was on shift at this point. Behind her was Diamond Sword, who made sure to keep an eye on the princess so that literally no one interrupted her run.

It was leg day for Mac, he worked the stationary bicycle. That was when he spied a familiar pair of legs. A very pink pony walked up to him and gave him a little smile, with very little humor in it. He turned the music on his headphones down. He was listening to Horse Steam, an indie rock group. He pulled out his headphones and nodded to her.

“Hey,” He said as he turned the intensity to a lower level so he didn’t need to work as hard. “What brings you about?”

“Hey, Mac.” She said as she leaned to the side. “Been seeing a lot of you lately. I may be the internet’s newest supervillainess. It’s cute, but then I read some of the fanfiction.”

“Why, Pink?” He said as he rolled his eyes. “Why do you keep reading the fanfiction? You know how sick these ponies can be in their off time.” He looked her dead in the eyes and blinked at this. “I cannot even imagine what fanfiction the princess has with me, let alone the ones that feature you killing her.” He tried to keep a cool voice. The princess that conquered Ranchtown’s heart as well as some of the outlying regions of Equestria of a pornstar that conquered hers. He seriously was growing worried of people’s investment in this, it was getting scary in numbers.

“Look, I just get curious sometimes.” Pink Lips said as she leaned over to the other side. She wore a normal workout suit for her personal preference. It was black skin tight spandex that covered her torso and her nether regions, with a pink bikini-like overlay that accentuated her curves, especially her huge tits.

“So, how’s the modeling career?” She asked, knowing that the original photos were going for some scary numbers at this point. His agent had already called for the fourth time that day.

“I think I’ll get by.” He said as he turned off the bike at that point. Leg days did not agree with him right that second. “How’s the new crew?” He asked, obviously not wanting to know that much. Thankfully, she had already known to spare him the details.

“Good, good. They’re young, obviously. It took a lot to fill your…” She immediately stopped talking at the thought. “But anyway, that’s not what I’m here for. Look, there’s a ripple out in the fashion world. I heard Morning Glory is… not happy right now. It may be best if…”

“Look, I know that I’m a little out of my depth.” Machismo said, going back hard on his stationary bike. The intensity of the resistance was turned way up so he had to push. “But I’m not backing down. There is no way I have ever felt like this before. I would like to see her try.”

“Whoa, okay. Do you not know who she is?” Pink looked honestly concerned, looking him in the eye. He was serious. “She has more pull than a lot of ponies I know. She may--”

“She has no say in this.” Machismo looked at her, dead center. She tried to see the humor in any of this. When she could find none in his eyes, she turned around. Her face went sporadic There was Sera right in front of her calling to Mac, who was still looking away.

“Hey, Mac!” A familiar voice said, making him stop his bicycle in the instant he heard it. The princess was a sweaty mess! This was as it was planned. “Okay! Exercise over! Thank you!” She said to her bodyguards, who all loosened up.

“So, how was it?” Machismo asked, making her tap her dripping chin as she dabbed her forehead with a towel with the other hand.

“It was musically uncomfortable. I don’t like it!” She said with an over exaggerated positivity in her voice. Then her face got serious. “No, seriously, never again. Everyone was so quiet around me, it was sickening. The music did not help. Please! Everyone!” She turned to the other patrons. “For real, loosen up! Please! I’m sorry if my bodyguards scared you, they suggested it and I said, okay.”

Then she turned to Pink Lips, who smiled at her, trying her best not to show how she almost startled the pink unicorn mare nearly to death. “Oh, hi! Are you one of Mac’s friends?” Sera asked as she smiled. This made Pink’s eye cave a bit as it twitched at the word.

“Yes, I’m one of his former associates. We’ve been friends ever since. I’m Pink Lady Apple, from the southern farm borders of Ranchtown. Somehow I kind of made an industry of my own.” She said with some pride.

“I’m familiar with your work.” She said, making Pink’s lips purse.

“Oh! Well, I’m curious to know…” She said with a bit of a blush on her face.

“I like it.” She said as she took Pink Lips’ hand and patted it. That’s when Mac stepped up to Sera and she put her hand on his chest. “Hey, you can come over here now.” She said to Regal and the other guests.

“Cool, hey, what up! I’m Regal!” The big huge changeling said as he walked in front of the other people, who also gathered to say their hellos. Thankfully, there weren’t many of them. The princess greeted them, still not sure how she felt about such popularity. Soon it was just a grayish unicorn pony with the very buff owner looming over him. “Welcome, once again. I’m happy to hear that you’ve trusted us with your security. So, we may be thinking you could use a bit of loosening up tomorrow. I’m sure you’re tired of all of the publicity, so how about we go out for some drinks?”

The question sparked more than one look in the room. Grem especially stepped forward.

“Okay! First of all, why would that save them from any publicity? Secondly, that is something that needs to be handled very carefully.” Diamond stepped in beside Grem, who nodded her approving nod. That’s when both of them approached Regal.

“Come on, dude! You know we need to keep her safe.” Grem huffed toward Regal. “What’s getting wasted in public going to do? Even if we went over to her house, it would be a careful operation with all of those people here at once.”

“Well, we know this place, it’s super exclusive.” Sword Knight said from beside Regal. The light gray unicorn with silver hair stood close to the very large, muscular changeling. “She’d be able to keep a low profile and get sufficiently wasted.” He said as he looked over at the black buggo pony. They chuckled.

“That sounds wonderful.” Seraphine said as she was doing her stretches after her run. “The problem is I need to get back home and make sure my household is straight. After that, I have about five meetings tomorrow, but we should be able to hang out after that.” She looked back at Machismo, who was nodding. He was also needing to get back to his house to acknowledge the mountains of new messages he was receiving.

Still, part of him didn’t want this to end. This was probably the most fun he’d had in ages. In fact, he couldn’t remember the last time he had such a good time. Normally, the girl would have disappeared by now or start pronouncing him her boyfriend and start taking social media pictures. That was around about the time Machismo would lose all interest, knowing that the whole “relationship label” was more a formality for what really mattered: sex, reputation and status. Then comes a princess who knew nothing of him, didn’t care what he did for a living and only focused on him. He wasn’t normally one to fall so hard so fast. In fact, such a thought--

“So, Mac,” Seraphine said as she turned to him with a smile. “Call me tonight?” She asked and he was already nodding. Regal and Sword Knight started talking to Grem and Diamond, exchanging drinking plans for the next night. None of that mattered, though, as she wrapped her arms around the big strong stallion. Her face buried in his chest and her arms went around him so tight. Warmth radiated off of their bodies after their workouts made them nice and sweaty.

The pink unicorn looked over her shoulder, back toward Mac. She saw how he was when the princess wrapped her arms around him. He was glowing like the sun. Machismo’s hand went around her back as his hand gripped her arm on the far side. He was really serious. Pink had no idea how the princess had him so heavily under her spell, but she didn’t like it. All of this, plus talking about drinking had gotten to her. Now, she needed a drink.

Her fingers were already getting dishpanned. They hadn’t cooked one single meal for their royal boss and yet they’d already dirtied up enough dishes to warrant filling up an entire dishwasher. So far, that’s about how it went in that house. Ever since the princess got there, she’d barely been home for anything other than sleeping. It worked out pretty well for them, because that meant they had more time to clean out all of the rooms with a little help from the cleaning services. Still, it was a huge house, and both the griffon women had to put in some elbow grease in more than one place. It wasn’t even 2 pm yet and they were already exhausted.

They’d cleaned all of the new dishes to make sure they were ready and they breaked for lunch. Now the dishes were in the dishwasher and Tani selected the setting, turning on the machine. The bright brown feathers on her looked haggard, as if she hadn’t groomed them that morning, which she did. Her body was bright brown while her head feathers were gray. Many asked about her eagle and lion qualities. Her eagle cranium was often mistaken for a hawk’s head or a falcon’s head, strangely enough. She hadn’t even looked up the possibility of a griffon being anything other than the mix of those two specifically. She didn’t care, she knew she was mixed with eagle.

Her mother certainly could attest to all of this. The proud older griffon walked into the kitchen with a damp cloth draped over her forehead. It didn’t cover the big brown bun on the back of her head, and two loose collections of strands dangled, close to getting loose. She wore the customary maid outfit, as the other servants did as well. In all of her life, to think that she could be staff for royalty such as this. She had been keeping up with all of the news and all of the hype built up around this princess since she found out that she got the job. Her daughter was very much the same.

Her daughter, however, was fixed on another target at the moment, though. She leaned against the wall and faced the chef, who had learned that the princess was coming home, and began fixing up various foods for both snacks and light evening meals. He was equipped with literally anything he could find from around Ranchtown in a kitchen that rivaled most culinary facilities in north Equestria. Not quite as large as the ones in the Canterlot or Trottingham castles and palaces, but it was a spectacle all its own.

Enter Bento Box, he was a chartreuse unicorn equipped with not only a mastery of magic, but also culinary secrets of very old historical recipes. He was basically the best money could buy on short notice. The need to hype up the entry of Ranchtown’s princess meant they needed to step up their cook game, and Bento seemed perfect for the job.

“So, Bento,” Tani said to the shorter unicorn. He was in his twenties, however, he was 5’6’’ which was rather short by stallion standards, but Tani was 6’6’’, allowing her to look down at him with her arms crossed. He was very well built, and skilled with his hands. He more or less played with the tops as he passed the tops over dumplings, rice, seared daisies and seasoned wheat patties all lined up on his stove as he switched the heat between each of them. “I noticed, you seemed to like cooking.”

“What gave it away?” He said in a humble tone. His voice hinted toward sarcasm, but he had a smile on his face that made her giggle. He wore black pants and a long white shirt that covered most of his legs, like an apron but much more stylish. “Did you want some? I made enough for everyone. I simply need to make sure I have enough for the princess.” He said, making Tani look back at his cooking, seeing food for way more than a six member family, let alone a single young lady.

“Well, I am a little hungry.” Tani stated as she walked up closer to him and looked at the food while her hand gently placed on the side of his torso. The green unicorn blushed hard as he used his horn to lift one of the pot tops, checking on the beans. She looked down at all of the choices with a grin on her face as he was almost perfectly eye level with her tits, which were now very close to his cheek.

“Looks like you have everything under control here.” Tahlia said as she entered the kitchen. The older griffon eyed her daughter, who picked up a dumpling and put it in her mouth as she beamed a grin toward her. “She’s not giving you too much trouble, is she, Ben?”

“Ben?” Tani asked, giving her mother a suspicious look.

“No, Lia, she’s fine.” He said, drawing Tani’s gaze from her mother to him.

“Lia?!” She looked from him to her mother in the blink of an eye and scowled toward her. “When did this occur?”

“Why would you be interested in a silly think like that?” Lia asked, intensifying her daughter’s glare at her. The darker brown griffon walked over to Tani and got close enough to make their tits touch one another. The younger gave her an odd look as Lia passed a devious smirk back at Bento Box. That’s when she grabbed his hand and put it up her daughter’s skirt. Bento’s eyes bulged almost out of their sockets as he felt no fabric of any kind other than feathers that wrapped neatly around her ass cheeks. “My little girl’s got style, doesn’t she?”

Bento stifled his next statement, but then his heart caught into his throat as soon as he saw who walked through the large open doorway.

“Hey, you guys!” The high pitched princess said as all three of them jumped out of their respective skins. Immediately, all of them stood at attention and then bowed toward the princess.

“Welcome, Princess Seraphine.” They said, syncronized.

“What’s what wonderful smell?” She said as she looked at all of the pots and pans on the gigantic stove with more burners than she thought possible for a single oven unit. “Oh my.” She didn’t think a single cook could put so much stuff into one meal by themselves. “You made all of this?”

“Yes, your grace.” He said, trying very hard not to give away that he had a very large erection beneath his cook uniform. Thankfully, the long shirt tail did well to hide the protrusion from his pants. “If there is anything else you wish, I will be more than happy to make it for you. If I don’t know the recipe right away, I will.” Bento bowed once again as both Tani and Tahlia seemed to calm down a bit while standing behind him.

“This should be plenty.” She said as she went to the cabinet to get a plate. That’s when Tani came up behind her and grabbed a plate for her.

“My lady, please. We can’t let you get your own food and sit on the couch. We have a dining room set up and ready for you.” Tani said as she motioned for Lia to get the silverware.

“Fine,” Sera rolled her eyes, really hoping to skip all of that this time. Then she looked over and pointed at Tahlia. “But one fork, one spoon and maybe a knife. That’s it.” She said as she started to walk toward the dining room. “I swear if I hear one more pony tell me what’s the salad fork and the soup spoon, I’ll bring back beheadings.”

Just as they thought they could relax, that’s when Shining Emerald walked into the room. Their backs straightened once again as they saw her walk through the room, though, one look at her and they could tell something was wrong. There were bags under her eyes and there were strands of her brown mane poking out from the usually neat bun. Her glasses slid down the front of her face and her hands were clenched into fists, one holding her tablet.

“Miss Emerald?” Said the cook as she passed him by in the kitchen.

“Where is the princess?” She asked as she stopped and shot him a look, almost making him recoil. “I saw her limousine outside. I know she’s here.” Her tone was accusatory and she made it blatantly obvious that she was not in the mood for idle chit chat.

“She is in the dining room, milady.” Lia said as Bento seemed somewhat speechless, still taken aback by the sudden attack. That’s when Shining Emerald eyed the food put neatly on the plate, presented like a fine restaurant quality dish. This meant that her evening had already started and things were not going to go as she had hoped, once again.

“That’s fine.” Emerald placed her tablet on the counter and pinched the bridge of her snout between her eyes, closing them as her other hand slid off her glasses. She took a deep breath, opening her eyes to see Bento Box was now adding the garnish and signaling for Tani to take it to the princess. “Bento, I’m sorry.” She said, realizing that his reaction was not completely unfounded.

“If I may, perhaps you should eat something?” He asked, holding up a plate of dumplings and daisies. She took the plate with a nod and as she took one bite, she realized how hungry she was.

“I need to talk to the princess.” She said as she popped another dumpling into her mouth. All of them started eating at that point, giving little comments on how good his cooking was, which he gratefully accepted. “She is not going to like what I have to say.” Emerald took down another two dumplings and barely chewed them before swallowing them. The earth pony made sure she looked presentable enough and got herself focused. The other three staff looked at her as she got herself right again.

As soon as she walked into the dining area down the short hallway, all three of them slumped over and took a sigh of exhausted relief.

“We should definitely be more careful.” Bento said as he chuckled and started to make sure all of the food was put into resealable containers. Leftovers were free to the staff that wanted them and both Tahlia and Tani were planning to have some of them. They were also planning to indulge in another fine piece of meat.

“Well, they are in the other room.” Tani said as Bento put the last few containers into the fridge and looked at her with a confused expression.

Before he knew it, he was being led into a random room in the house with a couch and a large screen tv. There were shelves upon shelves of magazines going back to well before Bento was born and he had to wonder how much of the former Duchess’s belongings were being replaced and what had been thrown out in the process of her withdrawal. Before they were in the middle of the room, Lia stopped him as her arms wrapped around his torso. Then his pants came down and Tani lifted the flap of his shirt to reveal that he was much larger than she could have imagined.

His eyes bulged at her as her eyes bulged at his immense cock. From behind, the mother griffon eyed his bulging member and she grunted her approval, purring in his ear as the two of them began to caress his big balls and his dark green member.

“Is this what you had in mind for dessert?” Tani asked before plunging her maw over his cock, deep down into her throat, as if she were barely even trying. The bright brown griffon moved her beak over his dick like a popsicle and used her spit to jerk him off in nice fluid motions. Lia worked the base of his cock, caressing his balls, causing his member to pulse.

“I was-- yes, I think so.” He said as she giggled and pulled the hem of her maid top downward to expose her very large breasts. Her nipples were a bit darker brown than her torso feathers and her areolas covered a generous portion of the fronts. As Tahlia gripped his balls to the point where he winced slightly, Tani put her tits around his long shaft. Her tits slid up and down him as her mouth gorged on his head and licked all over his tip.

The chef let out a high pitched whine as his dick spurted hot milk. He clenched his teeth together and shut his eyes tight as a wad of cum splat against her tongue and drizzled down her beak as a generous portion spotted her round griffon tits.

All three of them went rigid as another female voice cleared her throat at the open doorway. None of them could even remember if they’d closed the door in all of the excitement. They turned around to see a unicorn mare with a wine purple mane, a blue ribbon on top of it toward the back and a maid outfit much like Tani and Tahlia’s. Her fur was a light tan and she held a dark blue coffee mug that read “Mare of Bitchville”.

“Hey.” She said as she leaned against the threshold, her eyes peering downward at the load spread across Tani’s chest and the twitching cock that was still very much erect. She brought her coffee mug to her lips and took a long sip before clearing her throat again. “Nice push. I’m clocked in, if you guys want to do a turnover.”

“Princess, I don’t know if you quite understand what’s going on right now.” Shining Emerald was sitting beside her at the long table. It was decorated with the finest purple of table covers at each seated position. The carpet underneath it was a fine dark green while each of the seats were padded with violet silk. As much as she loathed sitting at the end of a table, Sera had to admit, the more throne-like chair they had appointed to her was quite comfortable on her rump. “You do understand that you are in something of a trial period. The royal family is watching your every step at this moment, and you have made no move to try and hide anything about your life to anyone other than a visit to the gym. The gym was a great idea, though.”

“Was it?” Sera asked as she dabbed her napkin on her mouth, prim and proper as she sat up straight. Then she cut another dumpling in half with the edge of her fork and took a piece of it into her mouth.

“Yes, you showed that you are willing to keep fit and you are willing to do it outside the comfort of your own home.” She said, drawing a strange look from Sera.

“Is there gym equipment here already?” She asked, drawing a nod from Emerald.

“Yes, it’s down the hall, five doors down on the right. Have you not seen it yet?” She asked, making the princess chuckle.

“Not counting two bathrooms and a kitchen, I think I’ve seen maybe four rooms out of the eighty million in this house. The duchess apparently didn’t know what subtlety was when she had it built.” She said, hearing that the former occupant was the textbook example of a recluse.

“Yes, well, you stayed out of the public eye at the gym, for the most part, and now the stalkers who couldn’t follow you are now being criticized for complaining that you would not see them. Many feel they are being creepy and are painting you in a warmer limelight as a result.” Emerald said as she tapped a few times on her tablet before swiping across the screen.

“Well, that’s good.” Sera hesitated to say, not really knowing how she felt about a group of people dedicated to recording her every step.

“That was after you walked across a mall and looked into a lingerie shop with a well known porn star.” Shining Emerald said with no shortage of a cold, humorless demeanor. This caused Sera to pause as the next dumpling half stopped inches away from her open mouth. “You are making certain parties very tense, princess. I’m being asked some very grueling questions and you have only been in town for two days.”

“I just got out of a boarding school where the only outdoor activity I had was sports, dress shopping and outdoor galas. All of which were out of the public eye and very heavily spectated by school officials. It was like being in a well pampered and overly dressed prison.” She said, stopping Emerald in her tracks. Seraphine’s scowl in her eyes and serious tone kept her at bay, having not seen this before. “I have not gone in public and fucked the nearest frat house, nor have I come out with a new form of twerking dance for the onlooking public like a few of my former peers. I have simply gone to model in a bathing suit and met a guy with whom I am quite fond of. If that is the royals’ idea of misguided behavior then I will call into question their view on my position and I will pass the scrutiny onto them. By all records, I think this city needs this sort of positivity in their lives because it’s obvious they were starving for it. I don’t know everything that this duchess did, nor do I care to find out. I was enjoying my first taste of freedom and I am not going to apologize for it.” She said as she dropped her fork back to her plate. Emerald just stared at her, a little bit in awe. Before she could say anything more, which it didn’t seem like she would, Sera scowled once again. “And next time, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t barge into my bathroom while I’m taking a shower. You are dismissed!”

The princess got up from the table and turned to exit the dining room. As she took two steps out into the hallway, there was a maid she hadn’t seen before. The bright brown unicorn pony gave her a little bow and Sera smiled at her.

“Hi, I’m Mocha Swirl, I’m your night shift staff.” She said as she fiddled with her fingers in front of her maid skirt a little bit. “I came to tell you that--”

“There’s no need to announce me.” A voice came out from behind her, in the den area. Sera raised an eyebrow, immediately recognizing that voice. Her fur began to prickle and her blood went absolutely cold. There was a hollow point in her stomach that urged her to run the other way, but she knew she would have to face her at some point. With her face plastered all over the news, it was only a matter of time. She just wished she had more.

There was Morning Glory, sitting in the den area on a green couch that was designed with patterns of purple and blue flowers. She held a small teacup with a saucer as she sipped daintily from it.

“Hello, mother.”