Cameltoe by Cameltoe

A trip to a local town revealed many wonders to Princess Cerise Silhouette. A marketplace, littered in exotic wares. A number of races that had allied with her parents to help win the war during the invasion. She drank in the sights of the bazaar, thankful for her scanty dancer's costume whose bells jingled with each movement she made, concealed under a plain hooded cloak. Soulful pink eyes darted about as she traced a pouch at her belt.

By contrast Somnambula made few purchases, and appeared perfectly content in the arid environment. Of course, the priestess was used to such travels!

She trailed after Sommy, aware that so some she would be considered an almost priceless prize, that raiders or bandits wouldn't hesitate to capture her, were they able. Yet her father, Sombra, assured her mother Inky Rose that Somnambula had the wits, power, and skill to protect her.

"I did battle alongside them in the Eldritch War," said Somnambula, almost like she could read her mind. "I dread to think what could have happened to you." She'd shared the tale of Cerise's birth, the demise of her birth mother, Pacific Glow at Chrysalis' hands, and how Inky Rose had cut the child from her womb to save her and raised the princess like her own.

"Y-yes. I trust you, Sommy."

The priestess turned and smiled, dressed in her own cloak before a stall. "Wonderful." She placed some bits on the counter with a clink and tried to pass a bottle to her.

Cerise blinked a few times. "What's this-"

Sommy used a cork to pop the top and took a swallow. Instantly, her cheeks visibly burned, her eyes hazy. "Drink," she said and offered the bottle once more.

After a moment's hesitation Cerise wrapped her won lips around the bottle top, and blushed too as she tasted Sommy on the rim as their lipstick mixed. She tipped the bottle back and swallowed it down, coughing as it burned on the way down, a mixture of heated spice and sweetness that settled in her belly. Her afire cheeks lit further, her vision blurred.

"Mmm. Perhaps too much for an ameteur," teased Sommy, who reclaimed the half-emptied bottle. "How do you feel, my princess? Do you feel...?"

"H-hot all over. But not in a bad way!" Cerise hiccuped, as the flow of heat slowly spread throughout her entire, supple form. She cast off her cloak with a jingle of tiny bells, her small bikini-like top and bottoms exposed under the blaze of the sun to the onlookers.

"Maybe you should slow down-"

"Nah, I'm fine! *hiccup*" Cerise beamed winder, raised her arms skyward, and closed her eyes while she started to shimmy her hips, breasts, and buttocks. Unaware she was the partial reincarnation of Pacific Glow, her mother's soul permanently intertwined with her own due to Sombra's sorcery when he saved the baby from death, she was blessed with all her charms.

Heavy but not oversized breasts. Foal-bearing hips, thighs, and plush buttocks that formed a heart-shape, made to be bred for the stallion stud that proved so lucky to win her heart.

The princess couldn't hold her liquor, as she rarely drank a drop, and on the rare occasions she had it was for social functions. She'd never acquired a taste for most drinks, but Sommy had 'wisely' chosen a sweet drink to help it wash down and loosen her up for the day ahead.

Mobs gathered to watch her dance, and with a heave of her shoulders and a clipped smile, Somnambula cast off her own cloak and danced beside her. Pretty soon, the pair synchronized their movements and weaved in tandem, met by cheers, whistles, and claps.

MUsic filled the bazaar from a number of musicians, a fast-paced but sensuous piece. Jars popped open and snakes rose to hiss as they danced too, entranced by the lovely pair.

Cerise's heart raced. She felt bolder, wilder by the moment. Her reddish-pink pigtails were let down, her mane cast over her shoulders to let it spill free in the heated air. Perspiration rolled down her nubile curves, left to shimmer under the sun's rays as she sensually sashayed.

The dancers reached behind their backs, undid their tops, and let them fall free. Bared breasts were unleashed with a bounce, their wide nipples perky when they kissed the air. Their pendulous tits swayed with each arc of their bosoms, made to swing and slap into each other.

Next, both of them bent over with a shake of their peachy asses, to the point where they could touch their toes. Fingers hooked into the hem of their lower costumes, gradually drew them down, their bare buttocks exposed inch-by-inch, followed by their womanly mounds, decorated by snug slits that any stud would be happy to bury themselves in. They stepped out of their attire, kicked and tossed them aside, both mares fully bared to their entranced audience.

Lost in the moment, Cerise and Somnambula turned to each other, as their snouts met and their lips locked. Their palms wandered freely to trace, squeeze, and knead exposed flesh, savored the touch and heft wherever they trailed as they explored their partner.

Cerise whispered, "I-I want you..."

"Say no more, my princess." Somnambula temporarily broke away from her to take a bow, scooped up their clothes, and unfurled her plume to its full width. There were cries of disappointment when the priestess swooped up the princess and took to the sky.

They didn't travel far, to an open window on the top floor of a local hotel. Somnambula landed on the balcony, raced past the sheer silk curtains, and into the shaded bedroom. Playfully, she tossed the princess onto the bed with a bounce and tittered before she pounced on her.

"Want to know my secret, princess?" Met by a nod, Sommy concentrated and vanished in a flash of illumination...simply to be replaced by a Sphinx version of herself.

"Wha-wha..."

"Guardian of the desert. My oldest, most ancient friend, the Sphinx. She was once a mare like me, before she ascended to this form, and sacrificed herself to help stop the invasion. Yet she passed that power and responsibility onto me," explained the cat-like mare above her.

"But...but isn't the Sphinx supposed to be a titan...?"

Sommy tittered. "I can alter my size at will and tower over a pyramid...albeit, such an effort would quickly tax me. Thus, I usually release this power only when necessary."

"But now....?"

"I want to show you the full extent of my love, my princess~!" The Sphinx licked her chops and practically salivated over the charcoal earth mare pinned on the bedsheets under her. Predatory instincts kicked in, barely able to see her as more than a tasty, sexy piece of meat.

Yet she would never harm her princess. No, she would make her love and loyalty clear!

Her paws closed around Cerise's ankles and pulled them up around the sides of the princess' head. She spread her thighs open, mashed her pink petals to princess pussy, and shared a moan when their moist, inflamed flowers met in a wet, sticky schlick as their swollen clits kissed.

"I will ride you until the sun fully sets~," swore Sommy with sex-crazed eyes.

"Y-yes! Please~!" Cerise wrapped her arms around her back, tickled by the feathers of her plumage which shot out to fullness. Ground under the shapely yet muscular hips of the Sphinx, lewd noises echoed across the room as their titties mashed and their snouts connected.

*schlick schlick schlick*

The bed creaked as the Sphinx humped her prey into submission. Glistening love buds shaped like tiny hearts rubbed and flicked under the pressure, a mixture of feminine lubricant left to drool from their snatches and dripped over Cerise's cute, puckered asshole.

Their titties slapped and squished, perky pink nipples left to rub and kiss. On occasion, the Sphinx would withdraw from her lips, down to Cerise's chest, where she would lick lazy circles around her areola, take them into her mouth and suckle while she distended them between her teeth. Cerise whined and arced her breast to meet her touch, wetter and more desperate.

*pound pound pound*

Joyous tears filled Cerise's eyes. "I-I'm so close, Sommy! So close~!"

Growls escaped from the bottom of Somnambula's drawn taut belly. She drove her muscled hips harder, with such force the bed shattered with a crack. "Come for me, my princess!"

That command broke Cerise's dam. Her lower holes clenched up, her toes curled, and her nails bit into the Sphinx's back. Finally, the first flood of her squirts washed over herr lover's cunt.

The Sphinx rubbed her mound into Cerise's, as her own twat released its honeyed, feminine cascade. They came upon each other, soaked the bed as a pool of their love drenched below Cerise's shapely ass. They continued to moan, feel each other up, and make out all the while.

*squirt squirt squirt*

Their tongues wrestled amidst a series of long, drawn out orgasms, helped by the alcohol that had loosened the lovers up and helped the blood flow. Cerise rolled her over in the middle of their third shared climax, rode her cunt like a bitch in heat while the pair of them screamed.

The Sphinx cast back her head in a shrill, euphoric cry, certain that were there windows here she would have sharttered them. Not that she could think much in her current predicament!

Overwhelmed by the princess, who swirled her hips as she mashed their muffs and continually rode her as the sun started to set, there was another flash as she reverted back to Somnambula. Wet smacks continually sounded as her movements slowed, their mixed secretions now left to slide between the crack of Sommy's ass, over her puffy asshole.

"That was...wow..." Cerise's sweaty tits heaved as she huffed, still straddled atop her lover.

Somnambula's own melons rose-and-fell under her. She reached up and caressed her cheek. "There's more to come, my princess. A whole land of mysteries for me to show you." Her free hand reached back and landed a tender, playful swat on Cerise's black-furred ass.

Neither bothered to redress when Somnambula ordered dinner that was delivered and left outside the room with a quiet knock. The pair sat at a table and relished a variety of expensive, rich foods and desserts, aware that their near bottomless purses would cover any expenses.

After they finished their meal and left the dishes on the tray outside their room, the two of them shared a steamy, perfumed bath to help relax their muscles before bed. The princess relaxed under the priestess' touch as she washed her hot pink mane and tail to bathe her.

Once the next day broke, Somnambula promised to show her even more...