A Striped and Lunar Tryst

The next morning was a groggy one for Joka’la. Looking at both sides, the zebra could see a pair of beautiful, and fucked into exhaustion, mares. Possibly more of the servants, though different from who he had usually seduced. By this point in time, he was pretty sure he’s fucked at least half the maids, and was gonna work his way in and out of the female guards. What’s more, part of his was wondering why his father hasn’t caught him yet. Perhaps these negotiations were just that distracting. Regardless, Joka’la let out a low yawn and rose from his bed.

Getting dressed, he saw much of his fathers things were still somewhat packed into their luggage. As well as the few times he has seen Hekima has been either just minutes after the sun had risen, assuming Joka’la was even awake by then, or more often, so late at night, one could almost see dawn on the horizon. But whatever was taking his father so long to work out an arrangement with Celestia, that barely registered in the zebra’s mind. All this meant was another day he could try and sink his claws in Luna.

But Joka’la wasn’t a complete fool. He knew how well his father could be in an audience chamber. Even the most stubborn and difficult trade deals he had to endure lasted maybe a week. He was halfway through this, and so Joka’la knew it was only a matter of time. Shaking his head of the notion of his father catching him, he was forming a new plan. The time for subtly was quickly leaving, and now was the time to strike out. Finishing getting dressed, Joka’la only smirked at his reflection in the mirror. It was time to fully seduce this alicorn.

Rather than eat breakfast as he had done before, Joka’la tried a different approach to speak with Luna. Sending the maids he had previously fucked, though waiting for them to get dressed, he has them deliver a message to the princess. He wanted to meet with her and hoped she would be available during this time. And thankfully, it would appear that she was. Joka’la barely waited a little over a half hour before he saw the beautiful sight of Luna, flanked on both sides by the same maids. The two maids only held their heads downwards, possibly to hide the blushes on their faces.

“Joka’la, I was told you wanted to speak with me?” Luna asked, only for both maids to bow their heads and start walking away. As they left the two, she couldn’t help but stare at them until they were out of sight. “Have the servants always been so fatigued in the morning?”

“Oh, I’m sure they’re fine.” Joka’la replied dismissively, holding back a small chuckle. “But I am very glad I could see you. Tell me, are you busy today?”

“I am not.” Luna responded with a warm smile. “Did you have something in mind?”

“I do in fact.” Joka’la commented, putting together his plan to the princess. “You see, I was curious if you might be interested in walking around Canterlot again, but not as a princess.”

“Not as a princess?” Luna asked, raising a curious eyebrow. “What do you mean?”

“Well, I’m sorry if I do not fully understand how the magic of equestrian works, but is it not possible to disguise oneself as another pony?” Joka’a asked. “Or even make yourself look different magically?”

“It is possible.” Luna nodded, trying to put together what Joka’la was asking. “Changelings are far more gifted in such magics, but even a highly trained unicorn might be able to.”

“Or perhaps, a powerful enough alicorn?” Joka’a added in, speaking with a sweetness in his compliments. “I am certain you could easily do so.”

“I can, though I have never considered doing so.” Luna explained, still pondering what Joka’la was planning. “Why do you ask?”

“Well, the last time we walked the streets, as fun as it was, I feel it was not as good as it could have been.” Joka’la explained, taking a small breath before continuing. “Let me explain. Back home, whenever the rulers of the community, or even those in authority would magically disguise themselves to walk among their citizens. To see what they are like without the mask of nobility. That way, it ensures the people are truly happy. And to see how you can walk as one of them.”

“I…I see…” Luna replied, Joka’la’s words resonating within her, especially the last thing he said. “To walk as one of them…I have…pondered such a notion before, but never acted upon it.”

“Well, would you like to try?” Joka’la asked, smiling at the princess. His eyes seemed to resonate with hers as she started to shiver a little. “Though, this would mean…we’d be there alone. Just the two of us.”

“I…oh my…” Luna said, uncertain as to what she should do. She knew that her sister would never want her to behave in such a manner, and to be so reckless. But then again, Celestia was so busy with negotiations with Hekima, she’s barely seen her for days. “I think…I’d like to give it a try.”

“Excellent!” Joka’la replied with a joyous smile, which only made Luna’s heart flutter a little. “But please, by all means, we shall go about this at your pace.”

Igniting her horn, Luna let her magic slowly wash over her. She would need a change of clothes to match her new form. Though she was not as skilled in this as Celestia, or even her niece, Princess Cadance, she still could disguise herself to some capacity. The magic fully enveloped her as she visualized what she would want to be. She was aware of what others expected her to be like. How to look, what to wear, so by doing the opposite, they would never suspect it was her. Confident in this decision, she dropped her spell, showing her new form to Joka’la. The zebra was nearly breathless.

Her coat was a shade of pink that reminded him of the sweetest candies, while her main was still long, but straight and lacked the alicorn shimmer. Opening her eyes, she looked at him with sparkling, silver eyes that seemed to glow with the light of the brightest moon. As well as this, she was lacking her horn, but kept her wings, which seemed to be coated in the softest dark pink feathers. As well as this, her clothes were something that nopony would ever expect a princess, let alone someone like Luna to wear.

A sleeveless, white tank top that just barely managed to fully contain and hug her massive tits against her chest. It was short, showing off part of her midsection, showing off her slender frame. Letting his eyes slide downwards, Joka’la saw a long, dark colored skirt that hung down to her knees. Swallowing hard, he couldn’t tell which part of this mare he wanted to look at more, or for how much longer. He could guess she was possibly wearing pantied, but the tank top gave no indication she had a bra on.

“H-how do I look?” Luna asked, blushing heavily as she tried not to be so nervous. “M-miss Rarity showed me a fashion magazine not too long ago, and she said this was currently the fashion of the common mare.”

“I-it is.” Joka’la stuttered, clearing his throat to compose himself. “And you look amazing! But why be a pegasus and not a unicorn?”

“Oh, well I’ve always liked flying more than using magic.” Luna answered, only to then start overthinking. “I-I-I mean, I could be a unicorn if you would prefer that.”

“Oh, no, no, that’s not what I meant. I was just curious.” Joka’la responded, clearing his throat a little more. “I think you look lovely no matter what.” Luna’s blush only became more intense.

“L-let us be off then.” Luna commented, trying not to look Joka’la in the eye for too long. “W-where would you like to go first?”

Though he didn’t have a set plan, Joka’la did what he could to show Luna around Canterlot. Not as a Princess, but as a regular mare. Luna herself couldn’t get enough of this feeling. Though it was very awkward, being able to walk the streets and not a single pony stared at her, no one bowed before her, and there were even the off moments when she was so distracted she nearly bumped into somepony. Joka’la was only enjoying himself as he could see the growing joy in Luna’s eyes.

As well as there, there was an allure of risk and danger. Nopony but these two know what was happening. There was a very real worry that at any moment, Canterlot Royal Guards could descend upon them and bring her back to the Castle. Or even worse, she could get hurt, or any number of things could potentially happen. Luna was smart enough to know these risks, but there was just something about it that made her want to do it more. There was something about Joka’la that made her want to try these new things, though he was just the force that was giving her this confidence, he wasn’t the cause of these feelings.

For centuries, Luna had traversed and viewed the dreams of the sleeping ponies of Equestria. She would see their hopes, battle their nightmares, and envy their joys. But being a Princess, she was bound to a very strict set of rules and regulations. For so long, she had been reluctantly content with this, as she knew she would never be able to ask Celestia to let her walk around the city, let alone fly around the kingdom without a small army of guards to keep her safe. And with the rise of invasions and villainous behavior, these restrictions were amplified.

But Celestia was busy in negotiations with Hekima, and was so distracted that there were doubts Luna’s absence would go unnoticed. But Joka’la…there was something about him. The look in his eyes that seemed to give the mare confidence. She wanted to do this, and he was a source of support, of strength, and of a longing to enjoy herself. It was only when the zebra lifted an arm to wrap it around her, placing a hand on her shoulder and pulling her closer to him that her face erupted in an even brighter blush.

“J-J-Joka’la?! What are you-” Luna gasped and blushed, only to pause as she felt a shiver run down her spine. Given her own alicorn senses, her body was more sensitive compared to the average pony. She could almost feel not only her own heartbeat quickening, but the calm, rhythmic pattern of the zebra’s heart. “W-what is this?”

“Well, what better way to hide in plain sight.” Joka’la commented with a reassuring smile. His tone then shifted to a concerning and delicate pitch. “Besides, I’m sure having me closer will make you feel a little better. I know this can all be a lot all at once. So we can slow things down if you’d like.”

“I-I-I-I’m fine…yes…I should be fine.” Luna stuttered, her ears almost twitching from her nervousness. “L-let us go somewhere where we can enjoy ourselves.”

“Sounds good to me.” Joka’la smiled at the mare, starting to walk a little faster. “I think we can find something fun to do.”

Spending the next several hours walking about Canterlot, Joka’la and Luna had an amazing time. Sampling some of the greatest restaurants the city had to offer, as well as the sights and sounds. It was remarkable to be a normal mare. Luna’s entire body was shivering every so often, the feeling of this freedom. It was liberating to be some mare. Not an alicorn, not a princess, not even a well known mare. Just a mare, a mare who was walking the streets with such a studly and masculine zebra.

Joka’la pretending to not notice the occasional glances Luna was giving him. He was feeling the full effects of his ego. He had to struggle numerous times throughout the day to not break out laughing, or to just let his hand wander about Luna’s body. And yet, whenever he did, he stopped himself. Swallowing hard, he had to wonder why he was going to such an effort. It was clear, Luna was naive, so much so, he was fully confident he could easily convince her to fuck. And what then? Would he toss her aside as he had to just about every mare he’s fucked since arriving? He felt that was what he would do, and yet…he didn’t want to.

Perhaps this was because Luna was so much different than the others. She has gazed into his eyes more times than any mare has ever lasted. And yet she wasn’t swayed by him. She did not throw herself at him and beg for dick. This has never happened before. Joka’la had never failed to fuck any mare he set his eyes upon. Married mares, mares who prefer only mares, devoted mares who swear oaths of chastity; one by one, any and all he had desired were made whores by his cock. His fixed and alluring eyes always seemed to put these mare in a primal urge to be fucked. And yet…Luna wasn’t.

Joka’la mind couldn’t fathom how this was possible. A resistance granted by being an alicorn? Was she herself so ignorant to the ways of carnality and debauchery that she couldn’t even begin to understand lust? Impossible! Joka’la could only shake his head at such a notion. Anything that lives has an urge to fuck, no matter how small, it is there. Any Princess Luna, a mare who has traveled through countless dreams must’ve seen countless wet dreams as well. Joka’la refused to accept that this mare could not be seduced.

But despite this, he was taking his time. He wasn’t forcing himself any harder than usual, but was certainly going about it much slower than he had with any others. Why was this? Luna was different from these other mares. Joka’la wasn’t certain as to why she was different, but he had this feeling inside that told him she was different. Unable to fully determine what this reasoning was, Joka’la spent many hours throughout the day trying to think, and think, and think of what this could be. It was only as he noticed the sky was growing bright red and orange.

“Oh! My sister must’ve finished her negotiations for the day.” Luna commented, standing beside Joka’la. The two of them were in a much more private section of the city, nopony could be seen in any direction. “I suppose I must fulfill my duty.”

Igniting her horn, Luna dropped her disguise. Her pink and colorful form was replaced by her alluring and yet mysterious shades of blue and black. She sparkled like the stars as she brought forth the light of the moon. Watching this display, Joka’la looked at Luna, not as some soon to be knocked up slut, or a prize to be claimed and hoarded. He looked at her, as a mare. She was stunning, her magic was captivating and she was something he had never seen before.

Joka’la’s mind realized what he wanted, what these feelings must be. It was hunger. Luna was greater than any mare he had ever been with, or ever will be with. A dozen, a hundred, a thousand whores were nothing to this single alicorn. Swallowing hard, Joka’la’s eyes were wide with excitement and longing. He was going to be with Luna, there wasn’t a single doubt in his mind. But to truly enjoy what he believed would be a victory, he would starve himself for it. Grow hungrier for the mare he so desired. Though he spoke no words, he swore another to himself. No mare would come before Luna, he would have her or no mare ever again.

“I had a wonderful time.” Luna commented, her voice resonating with a soft, yet confident demeanor. “I have never known what it was like to experience my day like this. All those days I have been living…no, not living. Merely existing, but no mare.” Her eyes were like diamonds as they sparkled. “Joka’la, I want to live, and you’ve shown it to me.” Unable to hold herself back, Luna embraced the zebra in a hug. “Thank you.”

Joka’la’s heart was racing, pounding harder and harder in his chest as he could feel Luna on him. Her soft hands, softer tits, and yet her hug was so close to him. He could smell the sweetness on her mane, it was like a lure that drew him closer and closer. His hands trembled, he wanted to fuck her, to grab her, make out with her, and fuck her over and over and over again. Swallowing hard, he lifted his hands, wrapped them around her body, and hugged her back.

“I had a wonderful time.” Joka’la said, his voice almost causing Luna’s body to tremble. Lifting his head, he tenderly and gently kissed her cheek. “Let’s return to the castle.”

Luna was shaking, blushing even harder than before, and yet she didn’t collapse, even as her legs felt so weak and wobbly. Murmuring a little, she couldn’t form the words as she ignited her horn again. In a dim flash of pale blue light, the two of them were gone from the city, and back into the castle. But as they arrived, Joka’la was back in his own chambers, while Luna was nowhere to be seen. Nodding a little, the zebra was certain he wasn’t just making progress, but Luna liked it.

The following morning was the hardest for Joka’la. As soon as he arose, he was plagued with a massive morning wood. Grunting in frustration, he struggled to hold himself back. It would be all too easy, to seduce a servant, or call one he had bedded before and fuck her until he was content. But this wasn’t what he wanted. Luna was the prize, the goal, and obsession that he was longing for. Standing in the middle of the room, he paused for a moment, only to start laughing.

“Fuck…if father saw me like this…” Joka’la laughed to himself, thinking about the irony of his restraint. “He’d never believe I’ve chosen to hold back.” Shaking his head, he walked his way to the restroom connected to the chambers. “I’m gonna need a very, very cold shower.”

Taking a quick and cold shower, Joka’la managed to settle down his arousal, but the feeling was still strong in the back of his mind. This was so different, and yet familiar. This wasn’t the first time he had to hold himself back, but all those previous times were not his choice, and the cold confines of the enchantments and belts he was forced to wear only made him want release. But…do restrain himself, of his own will and determination…this was a new and strange feeling.

Regardless, he dried himself off and got dressed. Yesterday was almost perfect, and now he was going to try harder. Princess Luna was blushing and nervous, but she didn’t appear to outright reject him. So now it was time for him to go for the next step. Walking down the hall, he would only smile in a hungry grin. He wanted to enjoy himself, to tease more and more of this alicorn until she would throw himself at her. And yet, he wanted to be the one coming to her. Shaking his head again, he tried to banish these thoughts. He wasn’t the one who begged, he wasn’t the one who asked, he was the one the mares came to serve and beg for his cock.

Arriving at the dining hall, Joka’la saw that Princess Luna was already waiting for him. But she wasn’t eating a meal, she was nervously pacing back and forth. As soon as he had fully walked into the room, the alicorn stopped walking, turning to look at the zebra. She was clearly nervous, blushing a little, but this didn’t seem to stop her from walking over to him. There was some eagerness in her steps, but a subtle timidness.

“G-good morning…Joka’la…” Luna greeted, clearing her throat to try and compose herself. “I hope you have rested well.”

“I have, and you seem to be in very high spirits.” Joka’la nodded, smiling warmly at the alicorn. “Did anything happen?”

“Well…I have decided that I would like to try more of what we have done before.” Luna commented, smiling at the zebra. “After yesterday, I want to continue to walk the streets of Canterlot as a regular mare.”

“I would love nothing more than that.” Joka’la said as he continued to smile at the mare. “You believe we’ll be just as lucky as we were before?”

“Yes, I believe so.” Luna nodded, her eyes were glowing with confidence. “I have spoken to the guards who protect the negotiation chambers my sister and your father have been speaking in.”

“Protecting? Not monitoring?” Joka’la asked, raising a curious eyebrow. “You’re saying my father and the Princess are alone in this room?”

“Yes, she has made her instructions clear. Nothing short of a monster attack or invasive force will disrupt her and Lord Hekima during negotiations.” Luna nodded. “So she didn't notice my absence yesterday, so I would like to do so again.”

“Well, I’m not against this.” Joka’a nodded back in agreement. His mind only pondered further. ‘If father wants to be so distracted by business, then I might as well have my fun.’ Smiling at the princess, he sighed a little. “Now, what would you like to do?”

“Well, for starters, I would like to try something different.” Luna commented, igniting her horn. The same glow as the previous day filled the room, settling down to reveal the princess’ pony disguise. But unlike before, she was now a unicorn rather than a pegasus. “I was curious to allow myself a little more freedom with my magic.” She then blushed. “If that’s okay?”

“Of course, I have no reason against this.” Joka’la said, marveling at the mare’s magical form. Looking her features over, he was now even more certain that these were her actual curves, and he would have another chance to enjoy seeing them. “What did you have in mind?”

“I was curious about what I have heard from a handful of servants.” Luna explained, rubbing her chin a little as if pondering. “They referred to it as a nightclub. I don’t know what happens there, but they mentioned dancing.”

“A nightclub?!” Joka’la commented, raising another curious eyebrow. “And you are curious as to what goes on there?” Luna only nervously nodded. “Well, I’ve been to such places before. So I can show you some fun times. Just keep in mind, the club is a little close and tight spaced, so to speak.” Taking a step forward, he stood barely a foot or so away from her, which only made her tremble. “I’d have to be this close to you, even closer.” Luna trembled a little. “Is this something you’d like to try?”

“... … …” Luna hesitated, shivering as she could see the shimmering beauty of Joka’la’s eyes. They were so deep and powerful, making her almost want to lose herself in his gaze. Swallowing hard again, she nodded. “Y-yes…I would like to give it a try.”

“Sounds good to me.” Joka’la smiled, making Luna shiver a little more as he placed a hand on her shoulder. “We can enjoy the city before it gets late.” With that, both he and the alicorn departed, teleporting from the castle and back into the city proper.

As they had done just the other day, Joka’la and Luna walked and enjoyed the city of Canterlot. The sights, the sounds, the citizens, and the delicious foods. The two of them enjoyed each other’s company, the mare couldn’t help but walk closer and closer to him, and he in turn placed a hand on her shoulder, hugging her a little closer to him. Her heart was pounding as hard as it had before. He tried to steady his own heartbeat, not wanting any major blood flow to reach his cock. Swallowing, he did the best he could to control himself. But Luna’s tits partially pressing on his side made this all the harder.

Eventually, or rather thankfully, the hours came and went. The sky went from the clear, almost cloudless blue to the bright reds, oranges, and yellows of the afternoon and sunset. The two of them found a private place, where Luna, more freely able to use magic in a unicorn disguise, raised the moon. With her royal duties finished, and with the rest of the night to enjoy themselves, the two of them only chuckled and giggled, walking towards the club Luna had mentioned.

The “Other” Gala, as the club was called, appeared to not only be loud and bright, but also the most populated looking nightclub. Smirking a little, Joka’la was more than certain he could get the two of them into the facility. As well as this, the two of them could see the line of ponies who wanted to get in. If he hadn’t sworn to be with Luna, or at the very least was alone, the zebra could easily have not only made his way into this club, but fuck any and all mares that came his way. Many of them were a little young. Just turning adults, but were still bratty in appearance. They were obviously smug and looking to piss off their rich fathers.

“Now then, this will be a lot of new experiences for you.” Joka’la commented, looking at how captivated and yet timid Luna was. “We’ve come this far, but are you sure you want to give it a chance?”

“I do…” Luna said, only to gasp in surprise and shock. “I really do-ahh?!”

As soon as they passed the large and imposing earth stallion that stood in front of the door, she saw a pair of unicorn mares, the daughters of noble ponies she had seen in many galas, raising their shirts to flash their tits at the stallion. In addition to this clearly indecent act, the two of them weren’t wearing bras, and were displaying very shiny looking nipple piercings. Luna could only stare in amazement. She had known these mares for a while now, seeing them attend formal events and while they weren’t as into as their parents, she would never have believed they could do such a thing.

“Oh yeah, that can happen.” Joka’la explained, seeing the same thing Luna was. “But don’t worry. We won’t need to do that to get in.”

“I-I-I-I would hope not.” Luna stuttered, the very notion of her breasts being seen like that, and so publically, it only sent a shiver down her spine. And yet, there was this ever so faint tingling within these shivers. Shaking her head, she banished such feelings for the time being. “A-a-after you.”

Approaching the bouncer, this large and intimidating stallion looked Joka’la and Luna over. Smirking, the zebra held the mare closer to him, which only caused the unicorn to blush out nervously. The bouncer only stared, but eventually relented. Nodding his head, he allowed the two of them to enter. The inside was so much brighter and louder than Luna expected. It was so booming, she could feel the beat of the music throughout her entire body.

“This is…oh my…” Luna said, looking around in such a confused and yet excited expression. “I never would’ve considered something like this…”

Luna could see so many ponies were all dancing passionately on the floor. So many of them she had seen before at the Gala, and they were pressing their bodies against a number of strong looking stallions, and even a few griffons were mingling with the mares. The source of the music was this mare she had also seen a few times before. It was a white unicorn with a two tone blue mane that was bouncing with the beat of the music. The lights reflected in her purple shades, and her black short shirt that hugged her impressive chest was bouncing with the musical rhythm.

“Exciting, isn’t it?” Joka’la asked, placing a hand on Luna’s shoulder. “Clubs like this are the perfect place for individuals to just forget who they are, and just be whoever they want to be. No one knows anyone here, nor do they care.”

“I…I see…” Luna commented, seeing the large amounts of ponies doing more than just dancing. Her alicorn eyes, even in this form, allowed her to see more than what Joka’la could. She could see the same unicorns that had flashed the bouncer, were now with a large griffon and strong looking pegasus, and they were rubbing their hands against the growing bulges in their pants. “M-maybe we should go to a more…private corner?”

“Sure, I can find us a spot.” Joka’la commented, directing Luna to follow him. Keeping a firm grip on her hand, he guided her to a more shadowy, but public place in the corner of the club. “This spot should do.”

“Yes…I believe it should.” Luna commented, still very nervous as she was looking around. It was beyond shocking to see so many ponies she had seen before to behave in such a way. Was this how they always were, or was there something about this place that she couldn’t understand. As she pondered, her eyes caught the sight of a familiar light gray mare with a two tone white and purple mane. ‘Wait…isn’t that…’ This mare walked off towards some back room with a muscular dark gray pegasus stallion. ‘That is definitely not her husband.’

“It must be tough, right?” Joka’la asked, looking at Luna’s almost adorable nervousness. “To see so many ponies you’ve probably seen before.”

“It is…strange.” Luna commented, still looking around and seeing all the familiar faces she had seen in so many places. “But…how about you show me how ponies dance…and do all the dances need to be that…personal?”

“Most dances can be.” Joka’la commented, looking around to be sure they weren’t being watched. “So let’s try what they’re doing, but take it nice and slow.”

Carefully and gently, Joka’la took Luna by her hips, holding her close to him. She, not knowing where to put her own arms, wrapped them around the zebra’s neck, resting them gently on his shoulders. He savored the moment, letting their bodies flow and move with the beat of the music. It was difficult, and rather difficult, but the two of them were slowly getting into the right mood that was echoing out around them.

“Fun, isn’t it?” Joka’la asked, looking at the blush that was growing across Luna’s face. “How do you feel?”

“I feel…I feel great…amazing actually…” Luna said, still not fully believing her own words. “It’s like I’ve spent so long never knowing what it was like to be…so free.”

“Yeah, I’m glad you can enjoy it.” Joka’la commented, slowly pulling Luna a little closer to him. As he did so, he looked up, seeing a small group of ponies about to walk by them. Seeing an opportunity, he took a chance. “So let’s just-watch out!”

Feigning concern to pull her closer so that Luna wouldn’t get hit, Joka’la had the mare’s lips pressed against his. Though he played it off as an accident, he held her close. Luna’s eyes went wide as her lips were against the zebra’s, her chest pressed against his own. Her body was shivering as she could feel not only her own heartbeat hammering harder and harder against this strong zebra, but could taste the growing passion on his lips.

Joka’la held Luna close, enjoying her own soft body pushing against his. Though the ponies he used as an excuse to make this move were already out of sight, he continued to hold Luna in place. As well as this, his cock was getting harder and harder. Luna’s body tensed up, letting out something that could be seen as moaning as she could feel the bulge in Joka’la pants rubbing a little against her clothing. But this was only building up a strong, tingling sensation that was surging through her body.

Unable to hold herself back, and as her strength was seemingly being drained from this kiss, Luna’s horn ignited. In a massive, bright flash of magical light, the two of them vanished from the club. Before Joka’la could even realize what had happened, he saw the two of them were back at the castle. This momentary distraction was more than enough where he lost his hold on Luna. The alicorn, now out of her disguise, and in a feat of emotional instincts, pushed back against the zebra. Because she wasn’t thinking when she did so, Joka’la went flying across the room, smacking hard against a wall nearly a dozen feet away from them.

Joka’ls gasped out as the wind was knocked out of him, while Luna only brought her hands to her mouth in a shocked and terrified gasp. She was trembling, almost to the point of tears as she looked at the zebra. Joka’la tried to speak, but could only cough as he dragged himself up. He looked at Luna with equal surprise, but more so at how strong she was. He had read that alicorns were stronger than earth ponies, but he never believed it would be by this much. Just as he was ready to say something, walking towards her, Luna took a step back.

“I-I-I-I’m sorry…I’m so sorry…I didn’t…I didn’t…” Luna stuttered, tears swelling more and more in her eyes. “G-good night…Joka’la…I…” She said nothing more, turning to leave, almost running as she couldn’t look at him, her shame only making her cry more.

“Well…that wasn’t…expected…” Joka’la commented, panting as he was catching her breath. “Maybe…maybe I went too far…” Shaking his head, he turned to drag himself back to his room. There were only two thoughts on his mind, not being noticed by any servants or guards, and especially not being noticed by his father; that was the last thing he wanted to try and explain to him.

As soon as she reached her room, Luna cast every spell possible to block everything. The walls were enchanted to block nothing short of a magical explosion, sound was blocked, the doors and windows were sealed and locked, and even spells against magical visions were blocked. In this chamber, Luna was absolutely alone. Looking at her hands, she saw they were shaking, trembling with embarrassment and fear.

How could she react like this? No matter what she was feeling, she had assaulted a foreign diplomat. What could she do? What was her sister going to do? There was no way this could be kept a secret, any servant or guard could’ve seen them arrive, she only just teleported them in without thinking. It wasn’t until she dropped to her knees, she let the tears out. Sniffling as she was letting out all these emotions and fears, she just stayed there for what felt like forever.

Eventually, she pulled herself up. She could see the sun was going to rise in a few hours and she just wanted to go to bed. Striping her clothes from her body, she crawled herself into her soft bed and tried her best to sleep. Memories of the events of the evening were running through her mind. Not so much how she threw Joka’la, or the look of surprise he gave her, but more so what caused it; the kiss at the club. But above all else, that tingling that was moving throughout her body.

As she thought this, she could feel as her nude body was feeling those tingles again. Swallowing hard, Luna’s hands slowly and nervously drifted down to such regions. Her large breasts felt so soft to the touch, but as soon as her fingers just barely touched against her hard, dark nipples, she let out a whimpering sound, tensing up as an even stronger tingling rushed through her body. But rather than before, where it was equal all over, this sensation was especially strong between her legs.

“What is…this feeling?” Luna asked herself, panting and cooing a little as she could feel as though her nether regions were getting wetter. “I-I shouldn’t be…but…but it feels so good…”

Moving her other hand lower, it was only as soon as she reached her quivering, very sensitive pussy lips, she almost screamed from the unfamiliar pleasure. And yet, her hands seemed to only rub more and more along those sweet and wet spots. Her chest was panting, as her nipples were being teased by one hand, and her pussy was being teased by the other. Luna was panting, and her mind was filled with not only the taste of Joka’la’s lips against her own, but that bulge, that massive size that rubbed against her before.

Faster and faster, Luna gasped as she could feel something was happening. A rising in pleasure that was making it harder and harder to think. All that was on her mind was Joka’la, and the tingling feeling that these thoughts were giving her. Until finally, she tried something. By instinct or last sparks of coherent thought, she pinched at her nipple while a couple of her fingers slipped into her wet entrance. This was more than enough to push her over the edge. Luna’s eyes widened as she felt something else overpower her senses.

It was something Luna had never felt before, a rush of pleasure and tingles so great, it was making her entire body shake and tremble. Gasping, she felt as her pussy became wetter, soaking not only her fingers and hand, but even her thighs and a sizable section of the bed. Holding herself in place for roughly a minute or so, she felt a sensation of relaxation and clarity as she lay in the afterglow. Igniting her horn, she magically dragged the blanket off her body, revealing this massive wet spot.

“What is this?” Luna asked herself, looking down with a massive blush. Bringing up her hand, she could see how wet her pussy had made her fingers. Swallowing hard, she clenched her fist before laying back. “I…I need to apologize to him…but I’ll do it after I rest.” She then looked at the mess still wet on her bed. “After…I clean myself…and my bed that is.”