Flurry and the Dragon

When Flurry awoke, she noticed a few things. First, could feel herself being penetrated from both ends. That meant a good night. But it wasn't all three holes, so it wasn't her best night. Next, she took note of her headache. It was a feeling she didn't wake up to frequently, but often enough that she recognized it. She had passed out, evidently.

This was where the familiarity of her situation ended, though. Through the darkness, she could see the form of the dragon's face in front of her own. His tongue was sticking out of his mouth, which explained why it was in hers. His claws rested gently against her hocks, and his wings were draped lightly over her back. She had to admit, he made for a very warm and comfortable blanket. Even his chest, scaly as it was, felt comfortable enough that, if she wanted to, she could go right back to sleep.

But that wasn't what needed to happen. Slowly and gently, she pulled her head up and away, trying not to move her shoulders too much. She was trying to slip his tongue out of her mouth without waking him up. She couldn't help but notice the feeling of his nubs dragging along her tongue, lips and cheeks. Every bump and ridge reminded her of how it felt in her pussy.

Speaking of, she had something stuck in there, too. She had to gently gyrate her hips to let him slip out without causing a sudden change in pressure. It was the same way he had entered her without splitting her open, just in the opposite direction. She was trying to remove the head of his cock, as that was all that remained outside of his vent. The tiny barbs made this process more difficult, not just because they wanted to grab her flesh, but because they sent ripples of her orgasm back up through her. She had to fight the urge to go back down and feel him inside of her again. As good as it was, she had to pull away now.

As soon as she was clear of his insertions, she slid down to the ground and looked around. To her surprise, she was in a different chamber than she had been all weekend. This one had a marked exit, with a ray of light just peeking around a bend in the path. Swiftly but silently, she moved toward it. She wanted to leave before he woke up, and she had to make sure she didn't expedite his awakening.

As soon as she found herself outside, however, she booked it down the mountain, leaping from the cliff and letting her wings carry her to the ground. Safely below the canopy of the trees where no one would see her, she began to inspect herself. She was absolutely covered head to tail in dragon cum, to no great surprise. Her pussy was puffy and gaped wide open to the degree that her tail, drenched and sticky as it was, could not hide it. She would have to hide coming into town or be seen in such a disgraceful state as this.

Luckily, it was late afternoon, and it wasn't particularly far to the Crystal Empire. She could be back at the palace by sunset if she hurried, but she opted to wait until after dark to leave the trees. At least then, if she was caught by somepony, the only ponies to see her like this were guards who wouldn't go spreading rumours about her.

She opted for a leisurely stroll through the denser sections of forest. While there were a few dangerous beasts here, they were only passively so. As long as she didn't step on a venomous snake, they were more inclined to slither away than to bite her. All she had to do was watch her step.

Night had fallen by the time she came within view of the city. Almost everypony had gone to bed, and those who hadn't were pretty easy to track. The glow of lanterns from atop the guard patrols would tell her if somepony was coming, and there were always plenty of alleyways to hide in. The low crime rates even meant that any suspicious activity was not assumed to be malicious in nature.

She made her way easily through town, quite sure that she hadn't been spotted. Now came the more difficult part. Being caught next to a dumpster was harmless, but trying to sneak into the Crystal Palace was another story. This was where the rulers lived, after all, and while they were not at the peak of royalty, they did command the entire satellite state. They couldn't very well govern the ponies if none of them were still there. And to make matters worse, it looked like the guards had stepped up security. It was almost as if a princess had gone missing recently.

This was less of a big deal to Flurry, though. More guards at the entrances didn't matter if she knew where some of the secret ones were. In fact, one came to her mind that would put her pretty close to her bedroom, which had a private shower. She could clean herself up before anypony saw her, and be able to explain everything later.

The gap in security was a laundry chute. In order to climb up the inside of it, an intruder would have to first reach it. This restricted access to members of the staff first and foremost, but Flurry knew the combination that allowed access. Then she would have to fly to the ceiling of the laundry room, which required a pegasus, then open the hatch with magic, which required a unicorn. Being an alicorn, she was uniquely qualified to make her way into the chute.

That said, it had been a few years since she'd had to sneak in this way. Her butt had filled out more, as had her tits. If she weren't covered in cum, she could have ended up stuck, and a maintenance crew would have to pull her out. "They might have to anyway," thought Flurry aloud. Her hooves and wings were also a bit slick, so maintaining a firm grip was not so simple.

Nevertheless, she made her way up to the fourth floor and peered out into the hallway. A guard was approaching, so she retreated and listened until his hoofsteps passed. When she was sure he was gone, she slid out and onto the floor. Her room was two doors down, and there were no guards. As long as she didn't make a sound she was in the clear.

As her bedroom door closed behind her, she released a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding. She'd made it back in one piece without anypony knowing anything about what had happened. She could figure out the details later; if any reporters asked her right away, she could feign being in shock, and develop a more tasteful version of the events. For now, no one knew, and no one had seen her covered in dragon cum.

"Welcome home."

The lamp at the far end of the room clicked on, revealing Princess Cadance sitting in Flurry's armchair, her hooves tented in front of her mouth.

Flurry's face turned beet red from embarrassment. "H-hi, mom..."