*Sloppy Gagging Noises*
Fluffer Starlet polished away at the cool, marble floor of Canterlot Palace. She was bored, but she couldn’t complain – what other job would let her do so little actual work, whilst providing her with direct access to the studliest of Royal Guards, and the sizable wage that working in the palace earned her?
She wasn’t such a fan of the way the polish turned her soft, dusty-grey fur all tacky and black around her fetlocks though. Nor of the stuffy maid uniforms they had to wear – since when had black and white frilly maid’s dresses been part of castle staff uniform anyway?
“Excuse me! Miss Fluffer, was it? Do you have a moment?”
Fluffer Starlet broke from her daze and jumped – Princess Celestia herself stood mere inches from her. Close enough that the eerie, ethereal warmth that flowed from her celestial mane was tingling through her clothes, and dancing over her fur.
She pulled down the hem of her dress and curtsied clumsily, “Of course, princess!” She bowed her head politely, “How may I help?”
“It’s silly,” Celestia blushed, a light dusting of red adoring her pearly cheeks, “But may I sheathe my rigid cock in your tight little throat?”
Fluffer blanched, stuttering in surprise, “E-Excuse me, Princess?”
Celestia cleared her throat and drew herself up, towering over Fluffer’s slender form. “May I stuff my large, erect penis into your slutty mouth, and fuck your throat until I cum directly into your stomach?”
What?
Was this a thing? Was this part of her maidly duties? She had to admit, she hadn’t exactly read her contract before slapping down her hoofprint and scribbling her signature.
“I-I-I-“ She stammered, “-Your-“
“My girthy penis, yes.” Celestia nodded, smiling softly.
“Oh my.” Fluffer’s cheeks lit up, and she felt a familiar warmth in her crotch as she gazed at the princess’s immaculate form; from her shapely flanks, to her perfect swanlike-neck, to her toned, yet soft thighs, to her large, swinging cock.
Celestia’s thick, throbbing shaft, wobbled beneath her belly, dripping fine strings of precum all over the freshly polished floor.
“Gosh.” She pulled a band from her foreleg and tied her pastel pink mane up, sweeping a few loose strands behind her ear. “Well, yes. Yes please, Princess Celestia.”
Fluffer Starlet was a professional. And though Celestia was an intimidating client, with an even more intimidating schlong, there was no denying how incredibly turned on she was, and how eager she was to start – after all, what was better that gagging on a fat cock? Maybe choking on two? But what could beat a big, thick royal dick being jammed down her neck?
Nothing.
Nothing beat chugging down a bellyful of royal alicorn spunk.
Celestia’s horn blazed to life, a golden aura spreading across both of their bodies. “I thought I’d take things somewhere a little less stainable.” She smirked, rubbing Fluffer’s ears back with a wandering hoof, and purring deeply. “Gosh, you’re a sweet, fuckable little pony.”
There was a blinding flash, and then a sudden wave of chattering voices and clopping hooves struck her.
Soft red carpets underhoof, with golden accents; dark mahogany floors, inlaid with elegant marquetry; and a lingering scent of perfume and candle wax – there was no mistaking it: The royal throne room – in the middle of a court session.
Celestia cleared her throat, and the voices quietened instantly. “My dear ponies, we shall continue in just a moment, I assure you.” She spread her wings wide, and Fluffer was prompted forward. “But first, I’d like to take a moment to hilt myself in this pony’s tight, slick throatpussy.” She scanned the crowd, adding sternly, “No objections, I take it?”
The audience remained silent. And Fluffer gulped. It was going to be a challenge taking such a monster already – but the added pressure of performing for both royalty and a large audience? It was going to be a challenge, albeit a welcome one.
The princess reclined in her throne, leaning back and beckoning.
And her penis was majestic.
Fluffer trembled with a mix of anticipation and intense arousal.
“If you would, Miss.” Celestia panted, a bead of pre slithering down her huge length. Her cock wobbled and twitched.
Fluffer swallowed and moved forwards, her eyes growing wide as she began to comprehend the immense length. The heavy balls that hung beneath it squeezed and pulsed, drawing her in.
With a single, practiced movement, she unclasped her dress, and stepped out of it, letting the dark, poofy fabric drop to the floor beneath her hooves. Her body was exposed, and she could feel dozens of eyes staring at her slim bod. She hoisted her tail aside, earning some soft cheers.
It was time.
She took her place and knelt before the princess.
The smell was intoxicating. Hot, warm…thick? She could taste the heavy musk deep in the back of her throat.
Her mouth was wide open, a string of drool hanging from her eager lips. Celestia’s hips waggled seductively, swinging her girthy shaft around. It booped Fluffer’s nose, and she moaned.
“Ah!” Celestia let out a soft moan as Fluffer’s tongue made its move.
Her saliva mixed with the dripping arousal- strong, salty, and undeniably delicious. It was silky, and filthy. And she wanted more. She lapped hungrily, slathering Celestia’s towering cockhead in sticky slickness, and run her lips down the underside.
Celestia purred, “Good, good…” She placed a hooftip underneath Fluffer’s chin, and slowly pulled her up.
Their eyes met. And their lips followed. Celestia’s mouth was strong, hot, and completely consuming. Her long, wet tongue swept into Fluffer’s mouth, lapping around her own, making her gasp. Their cheeks bulged, and drool dripped between them as they passionately lashed. All too suddenly, the princess withdrew, jerking their heads apart – a thin string of saliva connected them.
A moan forced itself from between Fluffer’s lips, her breath stolen, and her thighs trembling.
Celestia smirked and wrapped her forelegs around the quivering mare’s head, wrapping the rosy mane around her hooves.
Fluffer barely managed to pull in a breath as she saw devious smile, her sex-addled brain faintly warning her of the imminent choking hazard. Without a warning, she was yanked forwards, her lips parting around Celestia’s damp flare, before it was shoved deeper. Her throat swelled lewdly as the thick member was forced into her mouth.
“Mmfff, ohh! Yesss.” Celestia panted, her eyes rolling back in pleasure, and her tongue lolling out, “I’m gonna impregnate your slutty little stomach!” With a grunt, she pushed harder, slowly inching her thick meat deeper into Fluffer’s neck with a sexy squelch.
Fluffer rolled her eyes. She would have let out a derisive snort, but her sinuses were completely packed with throbbing cock and an increasing stream of salty goo. At best, she managed to blow a small cumbubble from her nose in response to the princess’s peculiarities, before she was distracted by the stern but steady thrusting, poking deeping into her guts.
The medial ring slipped past her tongue, and she swallowed deeply, her throat squeezing and stroking Celestia’s thick penis, milking more arousal directly into her stomach.
Celestia hummed, “Not baaaad…” Her hips bucked, sinking her twitching dong deeper into the gagging pony, “But we can do better.” She stood up, her deeply-entrenched meat guiding Fluffer’s stuck form with ease, until she stood at her full height. With one hoof gesturing to the crowd, and the other pumping Fluffer’s head ever closer to her crotch.
The whole courtroom started chanting, slowly at first, but gaining speed.
“Can I throat this cock-drunk slut all the way to my balls?” The princess hollered, earning cheers and jeers, as Fluffer simply gurgled and bobbed along with the mighty shaft.
Her mind was rapidly growing foggy and blank, as the royal shaft filled her entire essence with thick musky slime. She could feel the raw lust dripping down her thighs, dotting the floor. The whole court audience could see her lewdly impaled and gagging, and something about that knowledge only made her hornier. If they couldn’t already see her winking, drooling sex, then they were about to.
Her entire front body was being held by the princess’s powerful grip like a mere sex toy, so her own hooves were free to roam. She reached back, holding her tail aside, and without a second thought through her lust-addled brain, she began to rub her sopping slit.
Celestia seemed more than pleased to see her join in.
With renewed vigour, urged on by her audience, the princess jolted forwards, grabbed Fluffer’s tight flanks, and wrenched her in.
“Glrrrp!” It was the only noise Fluffer could make as the hot, thick dick was shoved straight down her neck, somehow seeming to snake deeper and deeper, before arriving with a filthy slap at her stomach entrance.
She managed to squeeze almost a whole breath of musky air past the enormous monster pulsing in her gullet, her lungs thankfully relaxing, and letting her focus her efforts on lapping more at the hot flesh.
Her entire backlegs were drenched in her own juices.
The floor was a swirling mess of sticky fluids – her own, her bubbling drool, and Celestia’s overpowering precum, combining to give off an unholy, heady, and disgustingly arousing scent.
Fluffer was a good mare. She was polite, she worked hard at her largely-thankless job, she never let her fooling around interfere with her life, and she was a loving and attentive daughter to two wonderful parents. She rarely ever swore, and she took good care of herself and her friends.
And at that moment, as she furiously masturbated before the gathered crowd of Canterlot nobility, whilst being rhythmically pumped down the princess’s hefty shaft, she gazed into her reflection in the filthy stone beneath her. And what she saw – her eyes red and her sparingly-applied mascara running down her cheeks; her fur matted and damp with fluids, and her breaths coming in ragged, shuddering gasps through her bulging throat – turned her on more than she had ever known possible.
She wasn’t just ‘some slut’ gagging on dick. She wasn’t merely ‘that whorse’ getting slammed in a quiet alcove over lunchbreak. She was Fluffer. Fluffer Starlet. Her body was being used so lewdly.
She was The Royal fleshlight.
“Oh gosh, oh fuck!” Celestia yelled, biting her lip hard enough that a bead of red dribbled over her chin. Her eyes were scrunched shut, and her cock was twitching and pulsing hard. With a shudder, she withdrew, until only the hard head of her mighty dick remained inside. “Fluffer, you nasty, perfect cumdump!”
Fluffer knew all too well what was coming next. She gulped down breath after breath of air, flooding her sore throat with coolness and a new layer of pre, and steeled herself.
“Hah, you cheeky little slut!” The princess roared, before charging forward, ramming her cock straight down, bottoming out with a loud, moist slap! And then she slowly pulled back, until her medial ring slopped free from Fluffer’s tight neck, before rushing forward again, faster, and harder than before.
Her hips thrusted and bucked, and she groaned and huffed, her soaking balls slapping hard against Fluffer’s sodden, lust-filled face, as she fucked the slender pony’s entire throat.
Even faster. Even harder. Somehow, Fluffer felt the fat dick grow even larger, stretching out her well-used throat, pounding her stomach, shaking her guts in ways that she didn’t know were possible.
And then it began.
First, with Celestia’s almighty grunt, and an ear-curling groan; and then with a sudden swell and churning, deep within the large balls that were slapping hard.
Fluffer’s eyes bulged, and she squeaked.
With a pump and an audible schlorp! Celestia came. She drove deep and hard, hilting herself within Fluffer’s abused neck. A sultry splash echoed around the courtroom as she huffed and panted, and emptied thick load after load straight into the fucktoy-mare’s stomach.
As the giant cock stuffed inside her blasted ropes inside, she began to feel herself growing full – hot, sludgy slime completely flooding her insides. So warm, so slick, so powerful. Each spurt ricocheted around her internal linings, splattering and spreading, until not a part of her guts was unpainted.
And yet the princess would not stop cumming.
Glrrfsph! Was the only noise that managed to squeeze from her lips. Sensing the sheer volume of spunk rapidly growing, she began to back up, easing her way off Celestia’s twitching, twinging monster. The pressure grew, and thick jizz bubbled from her nose and the corners of her mouth. Her belly was beginning to bulge under the creamy onslaught.
Celestia’s hips spasmed frantically as she wobbled on her legs, orgasmic force stealing her balance and upsetting her stance. With jerky, sudden movements, she jumpily dragged her meat from Fluffer’s filled gullet.
Just as her hefty cockhead made its way past Fluffer’s lips, a small surge of extra nut burst from her tip, shooting more hot ropes over the fucked pony’s face.
The air was thick with the musky stink of alicorn spunk. As was Fluffer’s fur. Her eyes were closed and twitching as Celestia’s essence stung at them, and dripped down her muzzle.
“Fuck.” Stated the princess. “Just: Fuck.” She breathed heavily, taking a moment to wipe her dripping dick on Fluffer’s face one last time, before dismounting and returning to all-fours. “Damnit, you filthy, perfect fuckhole – I’ve just nutted so hard that my balls hurt.”
Fluffer was stunned and starved of air. She collapsed to the ground, letting out a contented sigh.
“I think…” She patted her swollen tummy and burped out a bubble of hot alicorn goo. “I think you got my stomach pregnant.”
“It happens.” Celestia leaned down and planted a small kiss on her ear-tip – the only section of her body not soaked completely in slime. “Say, Fluffer Starlet, how would you fancy becoming a more personal maid of mine?”
Fluffer coughed up a fat blob of sticky goop, and gazed up at her, “What…Would that involve?” She said, hoarsely.
“Taking my hot loads, slurping down my goo, and being the cute little fucktoy that you usually are.” Celestia purred, offering a hoof. “Maybe serving snacks too?”
Fluffer took it, shaking it limply. “’kay.”
And with that, it was if Celestia snapped herself out of a dream. She clapped her hooves, reclined on her throne, crossed her backlegs to hide her spit-soaked crotch, and straightened her tiara. With a loud clearing of her throat, she addressed the courtroom, immediately ignoring the hiccupping pony lying in a puddle of mixed sexual fluids right before her.
“Where were we then? Some bullshit land dispute, I think?”
Author's Note
Ahhh, another one! And so soon after the last, too! Crazy, right?
This one very much stems from one or two comments following the creation of 'Fluffer' in the Discord chat - an OC, reminiscient of Deepthroat Cockslut, who's main goal in life is to get absolutely slammed at every opportunity. A lot of stupid ideas were thrown around, but Celestia's titanic futa cock was straight at the top. Something about stupid hentai dialogue always gets me!
Anyway, thanks for reading, hope ya enjoyed, and let me know what ya thought!
