Plenn sat in the little room for awhile, just staring at the nearby wall. Finally, he rang for assistance, and requested a holo-cam device be brought into the room.

It took him a little while to get up the courage to make a call to the Emperor and his daughter, Zircon. This time, the Emperor was a little less hostile when Plenn explained that he had approved to have Ranger Mam Marella’s ship repaired by the next day.

“I still wish you had come to us sooner with another ranger,” sighed the Emperor, “but I am willing to wait a little longer. I am also curious, as to your attire.”

“Oh this?” Said Plenn, looking down at his suit. “It’s from a local tailor. I’m taking Ranger Mam Marella out for dinner tonight.”

“What!?” cried out Zircon, nearly knocking her father out of the holo-cam image. “Why would you do a thing like that?”

“She has to eat. She is a pony, after all.”

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

“Sounds like she’s ready. Your excellency, Zircon, I shall see you both tomorrow.”

“Wait just a-“ said Zircon, as Plenn ended the call.

Going across the room, Plenn opened the door, and stepped out into the salon in the promenade Mam had decided upon.

Standing before him, was the white pony, clad in a shimmering gown the tailor had made for her. From the center of her body, long strips of material flowed down the front and back towards the floor, while her posterior was properly encased. Material also flowed upwards and covered her chest, attached to thin straps that tied in a bow behind her neck.

The stylists had taken her hair, and curled them into masses of bouncy curls, which she swished about a few times.

Plenn gulped hard, as he watched her sensually move towards him.

“You like?” she smiled, batting her long lashes.

“Mm-hm,” he smiled, nodding.

“That’s all the compliments I get? Do you realize how much this cost?”

“Hey, I’m paying for it, remember?”

The salon they were in was located in the Promenade, but was a ways off from the restaurant.

Mam and Plenn found themselves heading to a steel and glass lift, out of which poured a gaggle of ponies chattering away, with one in white directing the way down the walkway, barely glancing at the couple.

“What’s that all about?” asked Plenn.

“Isn’t it obvious?” asked Mam. “A show-pony bachelorette party.”

“Never seen one before in my life.”

“Really? Next thing you’ll say is you’ve never seen a vulva.”

“…a what?”

Mam covered her mouth as an older couple sped on by, shooting her a dirty look.

“Maybe we’ll talk about it before you get to the Emperor’s Palace.”

And with that, they entered he lift, and were deposited onto the tenth floor.

This floor of the Aluhbbrisian Hotel’s Promenade was exclusively comprised of numerous, upscale restaurants, each one gaudier and pricier than the last.

Mam felt her chest would make her stand out, but as they followed the curved walkway, she saw at least 4 other ponies with large chests.

“Are they real?” Plenn asked her, as they passed a yellow pony in a tight-fitting purple dress.

“Pretty sure they’re fake, like all the others,” she replied.

“And to think, I got the only natural show-pony in the hotel.”

The restaurant Plenn had made reservations with was The Breshpaquatii, whose structure was shaped like a massive walk-through aquarium. The entire facility appeared to be made out of glass, even down to the host’s booth, that resembled a crashing wave.

“I have a reservation for Larocé Fae, for two,” noted Plenn.

“Ah yes,” said the host, scrolling through a list. “I see you are one of our more recent reservations, Mister Fae. You are in luck that we had a cancellation shortly before you arrived. Please, follow me.”

Entering inside, columns of glass resembled spiraling waves of water, that held aloft the ceiling that looked like a blanket of ocean life was going to smother them. Below them, their hooves made slight imprints, and then disappeared into the simu-sand flooring.

Mam had to once again watch her step, at one point almost knocking a pony out of her chair.

“You really should give more space to ponies like me,” she noted to the host.

Fortunately, they managed to reach their table, shaped like a sunken ruin.

“Thank you for joining us,” said the host, seating Mam. “You may access the menu via the holo-button on the table. Your server will be with you shortly. We do hope you enjoy your meal with us.”

As he walked away, Mam watched a school of anchportanze flit overhead.

“I hope I’m not going to the washroom every five minutes,” she said, smiling.

“The concierge said this place was just like the beach,” noted Plenn. “I didn’t expect it would be like this.”

“Wonder if anypony has broken the glass in here?”

“A vehry astute qveschun, Madam,” said a server, sidling up to them. “I em Proschibon, ah will be attending to you thees evening. Ez I vas sayink, thee gless you see all around, is made of ahn uhnbrackabull matreeul, so vou ahren safhans.”

“Um, okay,” said Mam, still trying to figure out everything Proschibon had just said.

“Excellemont! New, may I stahrt vou both off with a dreenk?”

“Let me see,” said Plenn, searching through the holo-menu. “Why not start us off with, two bottles of this?”

“Oh-ho-ho, vehry axpansieve, butt vehry deelitefull! I shall fetch ze bottuls toot suite!”

Once he was gone, the two were stiffling laughter.

“What kind of accent is that?” asked Mam.

“I have nu ahdeuh,” replied Plenn.

“You didn’t have to get two bottles. One is more than enough.”

“Hey, come on,” smiled Plenn, “the mission is almost over, and I’ll be impregnating Zircon tomorrow. Why not indulge before the night is over?”

“Kin ah halp yoo wit opening?” asked Proschibon, as he returned with the bottles, and pulled out a device.

“New-um, no thank you,” replied Plenn. “If you leave that with me, I can do it myself.”

“Varre will.”

“Opening your own wine,” smirked Mam, as Plenn got to work. “Aren’t you resourceful. Next you’ll tell me you sew your royal capes.”

“I have dabbled in some sewing, but capes are not part of our kingdom’s wardrobe,” replied Plenn, as the cork popped, and he poured some blue-green liquid into each of their glasses. “So, a toast?”

“Okay,” she replied. “To Princess Zircon. May she swell with the bounty of many masculine children. Now, your turn.”

“Okay. To Galopinea and Galena, may they find happiness.”

“I did not expect that,” blushed Mam, clinking her glass with his. “Most definitely to them.”

“Ah, yu hav stahrtid,” came Proschiban’s voice, sidling back to their table. “Ave yu decidead on an appiteezahr?”

“Now that, was funnn,” slurred Mam, as Plenn held her shoulders, guiding her through the narrow path to the entry of the restaurant, a bottle in one of her hands. “I know where I’m going, Plenn!”

“I’m just trying to keep you on the straight and narrow,” he said, as a pony pulled aside as Mam’s enormous left breast nearly took her out.

“You need to remember,” she said poking him in the nose with a finger, “I watch, YOU! And don’t you, forget.”

“I should have stopped at the third bottle.”

“Nononono, you’re paying, and I, ap-PRE-ciate that, in a stallion-agh!”

She had been so intent on talking to him, that she had not seen she was walking right into the host’s kiosk, and rolled onto her chest, which helped cushion her fall. Miraculously, the wine in the bottle did not spill.

“Allow me,” said the host, helping her up.

“Now THAT, is shervish,” she smiled. “I’m gonna recommend you, to my boss. I don’t know if he’ll be able to affohrd the ri-DIC-ulous prices, but-“

“Thank you very much,” nodded Plenn to the host, as he took Mam by the hand.

Getting into a nearby lift was also a chore, as Plenn entered first, before Mam nearly tripped over her hooves, and ended up smooshing him against the glass with her chest, causing him to struggle to not think of his swelling erection.

“Can you, get the buttons?” he groaned.

“Oh yeah,” she nodded, fumbling to hit the first floor, resulting in the lift stopping at floors 9, 7,6, and 3, before reaching the prince’s desired destination..

“Beep-beep-beep-beep,” said Mam, backing out of the lift, and past a group of bemused elites, as Plenn followed her out and then guided her across the huge main floor.

Rounding the curve of the shops, the sound of voices was heard, and they saw coming towards them, a pony dressed in white carrying a bottle, and a small group of ponies chattering incessantly with her.

“Looks like that bachelorette party we saw earlier,” murmured Plenn.

The pony in white had just taken a swig of her bottle, when she saw Mam’s dress.

“Hey, love the dress!” she shouted loudly. “Nice boobs too!”

That was all it took for Plenn to drop his guard for a split-second, and Mam escaped his grasp and was talking to the pony.

“Oh thanks,” she slurred. “He got me the dress, but the boobs are all real.”

“Yeah, right,” snickered the pony in white.

“I’ll prove it,” said Mam.

Moments later there was a collective gasp from those in a 20 foot radius as Mam untied the strands of her dress, exposing her milky-white chest, and dark-grey nipples!

“Go ahead, give em a squeeze,” she chuckled.

And the pony in white did just that.

“Ho-lee cow!” she laughed. “Sister, you hit the puberty lottery! I had Daddy help pay for mine, see?”

And Plenn felt himself getting uncomfortably full in the crotch as the pony in white pulled down her top, exposing her sizable-but-manageable chest!

“Ooh, so that’s what those feel like,” said Mam, reaching out a hand and squeezing the pony’s left breast, and raising her bottle. “To boobies!”

“To boobies!” laughed the pony in white, clinking her bottle with Mam’s, and taking a swig.

“Okaaayy, this has been fun, let’s get you back to the room, Elle,” said Plenn, quickly securing Mam’s top back in place and pulling her away.

“See how well-trained he is?” Mam asked, as she patted Plenn on the head.

“Have fun you two!” called out the pony in white behind them, bouncing her hips around.

“I didn’t know fakies felt like that,” burped Mam.

Eventually, the two made it back to the room. As Plenn locked the door, Mam slammed the bottle down on the bedside table, and flounced onto the bed.

“I expected you to hold your liquor better than that,” he muttered, taking off his suit’s dress tie.

“Ohhh? Am I getting a private show from Prince Plenn Te?” asked Mam, bouncing up and sitting with her chest in her lap.

“Just taking off my-“

“Take-it-off! Take-it-off! Take-it-off!”

Plenn fought the urge to give in. Deep down inside, he was laughing at her chanting, but he didn’t want to encourage her drunkenness. It was then that his eyes alighted on one of Mam’s luggage pieces, and a crazy idea came to mind.

“Hey, what are you doing?” asked Mam, the chanting stopping as Plenn carried the luggage into the bathroom.

There was no answer as the heavy, gilded door closed, and the sound of locks was heard.

“That’s my stuff!” she declared aloud, hooves on the floor and knocking on the door. “Plenn Te, that is my stuff. Bring it out here right now!”

As she put an ear to the door, she could hear grunting and straining.

“You better not be doing…things with my stuff, you head me? It’s not right, and I will report you!”

But there came no response.

“Alright, you asked for it,” she said, a green aura glowing around her unicorn horn. “You have until the count of three to come out, or I am breaking down the door. One…two-“

Suddenly, there was a click, and what was revealed through the doorway made Mam’s eyes go wide.

The prince was standing before her, but in her Ranger Corp suit. However, the suit had adjusted to fit his body dimensions, with the fit-mesh and body contour panels seeming to enhance his athletic contours. Most noticeable was the massive bulge, that swelled out from his crotch, contained in fit-mesh.

As Plenn watched, Mam’s face went from confused, to shocked, smiling, and finally to her bursting out in a huge laugh!

“What’s so funny?“ he asked, as she flounced into a nearby chair.

“Oh Celestia,” she gasped, still laughing, “this is one of the funniest things I’ve seen alll day!”

“That’s no way to speak to a ranger,” said Plenn, stepping into the room. “I am ranger P-13NN of the Ranger Corp, here to keep watch over you.”

At these words, Mam stopped…and then laughed so hard a moment later, that she tipped back in her chair, and hit the floor, her breasts flopping down hard.

“Are you alright?” asked Plenn, helping her up, and over to the bed.

“The prince, a ranger!” she laughed again. “You’re lucky the suit contours to any body type. Imagine…imagine if you had tried to fit into mine!”

This led to her third fit of laughter, and she laid down on the bed.

“I believe you are inebriated, Miss Marella,” he said, trying to sound firm. “I am here to make sure you behave yourself.”

“Widdle ol’ me?” she asked, pouting her lips and blinking her big green eyes. “But I’m always a good little pony!”

“In that case, I think it’s time to go to bed.”

“…no,” she replied. “And you know what, you’re no fun. Maybe I can see if I can find another stallion who is much more, understanding!”

As Plenn watched, Mam undid the fastening latches to her top. It fluttered onto the bed, and she bounced off the side, striding towards one of the windows, her huge chest leading the way.

“Mam, what are you doing?” he asked.

“Gonna see if there’s a cute stallion out there who likes really big ponies!” she exclaimed, trying to open the window.

“No, no-no-no you’re not!” he said, sprinting up behind her and grasping her around the waist, pulling her back and away from the lights outside.

“Unghn, let me go!”

“Not unless you behave!”

“You can’t tell me what to do!”

“You behave, or I’ll report you, Ranger BE-113!”

Suddenly, her body went limp in his arms. As she turned her head to look at him, Plenn could see tears forming in her eyes.

“Y-you wouldn’t,” she said.

“I would,” he said. “This behavior is very unbecoming of a Ranger. Running around, exposing yourself. Your guardian would be ashamed.”

As soon as he said this, Mam’s shoulders began to shake, she stumbled over to the table where the holo-cam was, and began to sob.

“H-hey,” said Plenn, coming over and putting a hand on her shoulder.

“Leave me alone!” she said, swatting his hand away.

“Mam, I just want you to please, calm down. It would be best for both of us.”

“Y-you think I’m, exposing myself?”

“Y-yes, I mean your…breasts are out in the open like this.”

As she sniffled a little more, she crossed back over to the bed, and picked up her top.

“G-give me a minute,” she said. “Please, turn around.”

“Alright,” said Plenn, turning towards the bathroom doorway. “I’m glad you’re coming to your senses like the Mam I knew you would.”

Suddenly, something sailed over his head, and landed on the floor. It took Plenn a split second, to realize it was the top, before it was followed by the silvery bottom, and a pair of black lace panties!

He turned to say…something to Mam, but in a split-second, realized she was naked, fully exposed before him, and she had stopped sniffling.

“Gotcha!” she laughed. “You want me to behave, you’re going to have to catch me, ranger!”

And with that, she darted around the room, with Plenn in pursuit. Her chest bounced furiously against her body with each step, with the heavy pair knocking over a few things on the tables, as Plenn rushed after her. As she neared the bed, she went into a jump, landed on the bed, then bounced off while doing a somersault, and continued on her way.

Plenn meanwhile, was finding the suit to be a bit, constricting. He had figured it might be easy to move about, but he was aching in certain places as he tried to run in it.

“What’s the matter, ranger?” she called back. “Not used to your suit? If only you were free like I am!”

“I’ll, I’ll get you,” said Plenn, as she grabbed the wine bottle on the nightstand, jumped up on the bed again, and just continued to bounce in place, her breasts and hair flouncing up and down.

“Looky-looky!” she cried out, taking a swig of wine. “I’m right here!”

Plenn headed towards the bed, jumped on it, and began bouncing up and down as well. He could hear the bed creak from the added weight of him in the suit, as he tried to line up his jumps with Mam.

“Careful,” she snickered, as he almost was knocked off the bed by her bouncing breasts. “You don’t want me to give you a concussion.”

On her next bounce down, Plenn timed his jump, and grasped around her body as they pitched 15 feet above the bed.

“Ha, now I gotcha!” he cried out in triumph, as they made another heavy bounce on the bed.

“No, I got you!” she said, her left hand reaching up near the rear collar of the suit. She soon found the very small button she was feeling for, and pressed it.

A moment later, the Ranger Suit began to disassemble, parts of it fell away from Plenn’s body, giving him such a shock that he let go, and bounced onto the corner of the bed with his butt, before sliding onto the floor in a noisy panic.

“You can’t outsmart a ranger,” smiled Mam coming to a stop, taking another drink, and strutting along the bed towards him. “Even a rookie knows about the panic button on-“

What she saw nearly made her gasp. Plenn was on the floor, the remainder of the suit in pieces around him. What the ranger did not expect to see, was a two-foot penis pointing right at her between his thighs, with a pair of grapefruit-sized testicles resting on the floor!

“Y-you wore my suit without any underwear!?” she exclaimed.

“I was gonna clean it afterwards,” he said quickly. “I swear!”

It was then that her eyes dropped back to his erect appendage, and the the look of incredulousness, melted into laughter.

“What now?” asked Plenn.

“Ranger P-13NN?” she said. “More like Ranger P-3N15!”

“…I don’t get it.”

Mam didn’t respond, but jumped off the bed, and went searching for something on the floor. Eventually she found the piece of her suit’s collar that she was looking for, with the panic button on it. Pressing it again, a light began to blink, and Plenn watched as the detached pieces re-assembled, putting the suit back in order, though in Plenn’s body shape.

“Emergency panic button,” noted Mam. “All rangers know it exists for emergencies.”

Gripping the suit in one hand, she headed into the bathroom. A few moments later, she carried her luggage out in the other hand, and laid it down on a chair next to her side of the bed. After opening it up, she held the suit over it, and pressed the panic button, letting the rest of the pieces fall into it, before stuffing the collar piece with the button under her pillow, along with an extra pistol.

“Now keep your hands off my stuff,” said Mam. “Looks like I’ll have to have this thing cleaned out before we take off tomorrow.”

“I’ll do it, really,” said the prince, rising to his feet.

“No, I’ll-“ said Mam, before turning around and for the first time, taking in all of the prince’s body.

He was definitely well-built. Not soft, but not full-muscle. Most likely, he had been kept in shape for much of his life, and it showed. And no matter where she looked, her eyes kept returning to his penis and testicles.

“So,” she said, walking over and kneeling down before it. “This is the Turgid Kingdom’s tool for making deals.”

“Y-yeah,” said Plenn, as her face moved closer to his cockhead. “But just so you know-“

“I’m not gonna put my mouth on it, no matter how much you want me to.”

“I never said-“

“No, but you were thinking it. I may have big breasts, but I don’t go down on any cute stallion.”

It was then that she realized what she said.

“So I’m…cute?” he grinned.

“That doesn’t make you special. I’ve been with a lot of cute stallions. Handsome ones too.”

“I see,” said Plenn, sitting down on the bed. “Care to tell me more?”

“No, I’m saving that information for when I write my memoirs,” she replied, sitting next to him.

“So, does that mean you’ve-“

“No, I have not,” she said with a huff. “Why are stallions always so eager to know about a pony’s sex life? Are you all waiting to hear that girls that look like us are still virgins?”

“Are you?”

At this, Mam grew quiet.

“You can tell me, Mam. I swear I won’t tell anyone.”

She looked into his eyes, and smirked.

“You just look so innocent. How do you do that, with a cock that big?”

“Maybe it’s because my Mother and I shared the same eye shape and color,” he said.

That seemed to soften her up.

“The answer is yes,” she replied. “And you better not tell that to Zircon.”

“Hey, she’s not gonna know anything about that,” he replied. “And I’m not going to mention any of this to her.”

There was a little twinge inside Mam at that line, but it opened up a question in her mind.

“So, how are you going to, ‘court her?’” she asked Plenn.

“‘Court her?’” asked Plenn.

“Yeah. This isn’t just about impregnating her, she expects you to put on a whole show. I don’t know exactly what will happen, but the Emperor’s daughter isn’t just going to lay down and expect you to, just do it.”

“My, father and his advisors didn’t say anything about, putting on a show,” he said, staring at his erection.

“I should have expected this, coming from a kingdom ruled by somepony like your father,” said Mam, rolling her eyes. “So, let’s improvise. Tell me what you’re going to do.”

“I’ll, walk up to her, and introduce myself.”

“…and then?”

“I guess we…do it?”

At this, Mam just slapped a hand to her head, and started chuckling.

“You haven’t been listening to anything I’ve been saying,” she sighed.

“Yes I have!” he said, getting upset. “This is all, so…”

“Okay, okay, calm down,” she said, putting a hand on his shoulder. “What say we just, do a little roleplaying? We’ll act out how the meeting might go. I’ll play Zircon, and you play yourself.”

“You, think that will help?” he asked.

“It’s worth a try. Now, what kind of personality does Zircon have? Wilting flower? Bright and bubbly? Or, smoldering temptress?”

“I’m not sure,” he said, thinking hard. “I suppose, um, smoldering temptress?”

“Alright then. Put on a robe, and go into the bathroom. We’ll make it like you’re entering her royal bedchamber. Now remember, you are to address me as Zircon, got it?”

“Got it…Zircon,” he chuckled, grabbing a robe and rushing into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

Mam quickly got into bed, centering herself, and pulling the covers up over her body.

“Okay! Ready!!” she called out.

Moments later, there was a knock on the bathroom door.

“Who is it?” she asked, in a sultry voice.

“It is I,” came Plenn’s voice. “Prince Plenn Te, of the Turgid Kingdom.”

“Ohhhh, my prince. You’ve finally come for me.”

It was then that Plenn opened the door.

“Hold it-stop!” she called out, dropping the act. “You don’t let yourself in, you wait to be invited in!”

“Sorry-sorry,” he said, quickly closing the door.

“Royals,” she groaned, before returning to her sultry tone. “Father wanted to avert the deal with your kingdom, but I had my heart set on being your first, conquest. Please, enter.”

This time, Plenn slowly opened the door, and his eyes focused on Mam, surrounded by sheets.

“Zircon,” he said, giving her a bow.

“My prince,” she said, sitting up in bed. “You may approach.”

Plenn started to trot.

“Walk, walk!” noted Mam.

And with that, he slowed his gait.

“Remember, you’re a prince, not a horny teenager.”

As Plenn approached the edge of the bed, he began to climb onto it.

“Stay!” commanded Mam. “You don’t get on or into the bed, without her say-so.”

“But I’m a prince!” replied Plenn, a tone of exasperation in his voice.

“And she’s the Emperor’s daughter. You may be a stallion, but her Daddy is the ruler of the galaxy.”

And with that, Plenn stood at the foot of the bed, slightly glowering at Mam.

“Now,” said Mam in her ‘Zircon’ voice, and rising up with the covers still over her. “I believe you have a gift for me.”

“I do,” nodded Plenn. “All for you.”

“Mmmm, how lovely,” purred Mam, as she dropped the blankets, fully exposing herself. She then walked across the bed, each step making her jiggle, and wearing a seductive smile that was surely making Plenn forget that he was upset with her directions.

Soon she stood towering over him, and then lowered herself down to her knees, her breasts obscuring her body.

“Zircon,” he said, reaching for Mam’s left breast, before she swatted his hand. “OW!!”

“No touching until you are invited up,” she hissed, and reverted back to her other voice. “Now, to unwrap my Birthday present.”

“But Zircon’s birthday isn’t until-“

“Shush,” said Mam, extending a finger over Plenn’s lips, before slowly removing his robe.

“Hap-py Birth-day, to, me,” she sang in a husky tone, “Hap-py Birth-day, to, me. Hap-py Birth-day, dear, Zir-con. Hap-py Birth-day. To…me.”

On the last word, she pushed the robe off of Plenn’s shoulders, and he stood naked before her.

“Oh,” she gasped, leaning down, grasping his cock and making him gasp, “it’s even more amazing in person!”

Plenn tried to control himself, as Mam flopped down on her belly, her chest smooshing out from under her, as she began to explore his equipment with both hands.

“So, firm,” she said, giving his shaft a good grasp, as her other hand traced down the underside, and her fingers fondled his balls. “Are my little swimmers excited? You must all be anxious to get out of there.”

As she gave his balls a squeeze, Plenn felt a familiar feeling stirring in his penis.

“Do not be shy,” she said, beginning to stroke his shaft with both hands, breathing heavily with each up-and-down motion, “Yes, your prince has completed his quest, and brought you here, to me, to Zircon! Once he is coaxed to full-size, then it will be time! Oh I can feel his royal pillar, it’s dome pushing against my pussy, resisting at first, but then, it starts to widen, and widen, and widen as he clears a path towards my ‘royal chambers!’ Sliding deeper, and deeper into me, stretching me, until he realizes he can go no further, and that is when he begins. Back-and-forth, back-and-forth! Each thrust from his hips-oh!-makes me cry louder, and louder, my voice making him more excited, and he moves faster, our bodies vibrating from lust and pleasure, and then-“

She didn’t get to finish as Plenn pulled his penis out of her grip. In doing so, he fell back and over a chair, tumbling onto the floor. Moments later, he was scampering for the bathroom door, and slammed it shut!

“Hey!” Mam called out. “Where are you going!?”

She then slid off the bed, and jiggled her way across the room.

“Plenn?” she asked, knocking on the door. “Turning tail and running is not part of the foreplay…Plenn?”

She put her ear to the door. She could faintly hear some movement, and heavy breathing. It also felt like he was putting his whole weight against the door.

“What are you doing in there? Open this door!”

“Not yet!” he cried out in a strained voice.

“Plenn Te, open this door!!”

“Not, not…not…yeeeeeeeetttttt!!!!!” came his response.

“That does it,” she said, putting her shoulder against the door.

Mam shoved, and shoved, and then she heard Plenn gasp and the door swung open.

The next few seconds were a blur for the ranger.

As the door shifted open, Mam extended a hoof, but found a liquid covering the floor! The suddenly slippage caused her to pitch forward, her other leg swung in to stop her fall, but instead, she found herself sliding towards the nearest wall! She caught a brief glimpse of what appeared to be Plenn trying to grab at her, before she held out her arms to stop from hitting the wall. This proved useless, as her breasts made contact with the wall first, bouncing her back and causing her legs to give out, and her to land on her bottom on the floor, her hands coming down behind her to stop her from hitting her head.

“What was that!?” she cried out, feeling a throbbing in her chest, and rear-end.

“I’m-whoa-sorry,” replied Plenn, carefully walking over to her. “I was, getting a little excited, and, well, I didn’t want to cover you in…my stuff.”

As the pain subsided, Mam saw that a large portion of the wall was covered in semen, let alone the entire floor of the bathroom!

“I was trying to aim for the toilet but…well…,” he said, a blush on his already rosy cheeks.

As she scooped up a handful of semen and looked at Plenn, she started giggling. She then laid down on the bathroom floor, and started to move her arms and legs.

“Now what are you doing?” he asked.

“Making cum-angels,” she said.

“You’re making a mess,” he said, leaning down and helping her up.

“You should have learned to hold it in.”

“With that act you were pulling? How could anypony not want to cum after all that?”

“Well you better try to figure out how to keep from cumming too soon tomorrow,” muttered Mam, as she balanced on her nooves. “If that scenario we did plays out and you fire off like that, you’re going to take Zircon’s head off!”

“No I won’t,” he replied. “I have a lot, but I’m not powerful enough to do that.”

“Well, seems you got enough seed to fill a bathroom,” said Mam, seeing that the entire floor was covered in a filmy-white haze, with some even getting the carpet outside the bathroom wet. “All of this, came out of you?”

“Yeah,” said Plenn, looking at his limp penis.

It was at this point that Mam realized just how caked on the cum she had lain in and stumbled through was.

“Nice one, Mam,” she said to herself aloud. “Now you’re coated in royal cum.”

“You’re not the only one,” said Plenn. “When you forced open the door, I fell and slid in it too. Say, why don’t I run a bath and we can clean up?”

“Why not?” Said Mam, trying to wipe some off of her arms. “I think I’ve had enough of roleplaying Zircon for one evening, and I’m starting to feel a little tired.”

“Okay, then that settles it,” said Plenn, turning on the golden taps of the huge sunken bathtub on the right side of the room. “We’ll clean up, and then get some sleep.”

“We?”

“Yeah, we. There’s enough room in the tub for a dozen ponies. It’s not like you’re going to be sitting on my lap.”

Soon enough, the huge tub was filled with thick soap and water, as both Plenn and Mam sat on the submerged seating ledges, and soaked.

“Want me to wash your back?” asked Plenn. “No funny stuff.”

“Alright,” replied Mam, as her breasts emerged from the suds like two huge dirigibles, rising above the clouds.

Plenn picked up a bar of soap, and after working up a lather, began to scrub away any place on her backside. As he brushed along her bottom, Mam’s hand grabbed at his arm.

“You don’t need to go down that far,” she said.

“Okay, you made your point,” he said, handing her the bar, and letting her continue to soap herself as he settled back down. “I have to admit, you really turned me on in there.”

“It wasn’t that difficult,” she said, lathering up her left arm. “There’s no stallion alive who can resist a smoldering temptress.”

“Wonder what Zircon will be like?” Plenn asked.

“Let me just say this,” said Mam, “I know what you’re going to do is merely a…business formality, and I’m not on that show pony’s side, but please don’t make what happens all about you, okay?”

“What do you mean by that?”

“You stallions are real quick to feel satisfied, but you often forget that us ponies want to feel pleasure as well.”

“But doesn’t my cumming inside Zircon mean she’s feeling pleasure?”

“No!” exclaimed Mam. “It doesn’t! Didn’t you learn about ponies when you were being schooled?”

“Of course! I was given an education.”

“Okay your highness, then answer me this: what is the average time it takes for a pony to orgasm?”

“…30 seconds?”

“That’s if you’re lucky. They say the average time for a pony to reach orgasm, is 14 minutes.”

“14 minutes?”

“Hey, some things take time. And I’m telling you, if you really want to make Zircon forget about how long she’s waited for you to show up, getting her to orgasm will do the trick.”

“And, just how do I do that, if cumming in her doesn’t do it?”

At this point, Mam splashed the tub water in frustration, sending water and sudds flying!

“I swear to Celestia,” she muttered, “if I ever get in a position to reform education in the galaxy, the Turgid kingdom is going to be first on the list.”

It was then that Mam rose out of the water once again, and sat on the edge of the tub.

“Come over here,” she commanded to Plenn.

The prince obeyed, and as he stood before Mam, she lowered her arms between her breasts, and spread them to the sides.

“Now look where my hands are,” she said.

Plenn did, and found her fingers spreading apart her vaginal lips. He kept trying to focus, but his eyes kept wanting to look elsewhere.

“Hey! Don’t look away! If you guys want us to admire your cock, the least you can do is admire my pussy!”

There was a slight pause as she realized her faux pas.

“Now, get your head down there, and I’ll educate you on a few things your father and male instructors were probably too embarrassed to talk about.”

Plenn bit his tongue as he settled down on his knees, his eyes taking in the parted expanse of Mam’s mammaries, before hearing her clear her throat, and she began to speak again.

“Now when you make love,” she said, “your penis is rubbing against several areas of a pony’s sex. The one area that is most important to a pony’s pleasure, is around here.”

It was then that she tapped what looked like a “button” near the top of her vagina.

“This is the clitoris,” she continued. “It’s basically like our penis. When we get excited, it swells, but not in the way your penis does. Most of that takes place inside a pony’s vagina, but there will be some swelling.”

“So, how will I know when Zircon has reached orgasm?” asked Plenn.

“The easiest way is for her to say something like, ‘I’m close,’” replied Mam, “but with show ponies like her, who can tell. The best you can do is listen and gauge, and hold off as long as possible from cumming. I swear, if you can cum just as she orgasms, she is surely going to have her Father tell other kingdoms daughters just how good you are.”

“I hadn’t thought of that,” said Plenn. “I’ll be sure to keep that in mind.”

“Wouldn’t hurt to give me a commission from all the other royal brats,” smirked Mam, “and if this ends up getting you hitched to Zircon in the future, I hope you’ll remember to invite me.”

“How could I forget?” smiled Plenn. “I would like to make a request.”

“Now what?”

“Can I, touch it?” he asked, pointing to her vagina. “I’ve, never touched one before.”

“Well, alright,” she sighed, putting her hands off to the sides. “But you’re not going spelunking.”

As Mam saw Plenn kneel closer, she tried not to look down, but focused on the sensations he was causing. Sure enough, she could feel him feeling the folds in her vagina, and soon, rubbing her clitoris with his fingers. It was soon apparent that his attention was here, as she began to feel herself begin to breathe harder, and keep herself from getting excited.

“Okay, I think, that’s enough for tonight,” she said, as Plenn pulled back, and she let her breasts come together. “Ugh, I swear these got bigger after my last purging.”

“Say,” said Plenn getting to his feet. “I just had a great idea!”

“If it’s from you, it can’t be that great,” chuckled Mam.

“I’ll ignore that, but get this. I bet I could drink you down to a more normal chest size.”

“Yeaahhhh, that’s not gonna happen.”

“Oh really? How do you know?”

“Plenn, look at how big these things are, and look at your stomach. Forget Galena and the sundae today, you do this and you’re the one who’s going to pop. And, I am not going to prison for a royal mistake.”

“Hey, I know I can do it. In fact, I’ll make a wager with you. I drink you down to say, DD-cups, and I’ll personally give you a bonus once this is all over.”

“Yeah, what? A little 5% bonus?”

“No…20%…tax-free.”

This made Mam blanche for a second, realizing that Plenn was dead-serious.

“Alright,” she said. “And if you don’t succeed, I want you to buy me a whole new ship.”

“Whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa,” replied Plenn, “I’m royalty but my resources aren’t bottomless. How about, upgrades for your ship?”

“Oh…alright,” said Mam, sticking out her hand.

“We got a deal,” smiled Plenn, shaking it. “And I’ll tell you what. Forget DD’s, I’ll have you down to a D-cup!”

And that was how Mam found herself sitting on the bench seating in the tub, and Plenn sitting down on the bottom of the tub, his chest and head above the water, and Mam’s breasts angled down at him.

Mam had been kind enough to not give Plenn a time limit, but he did get a countdown.

Once she had called out “go,” Plenn got to work, first tugging and suckling on one nipple, then the other, and repeating the process.

“Ensures they’ll be even,” he pointed out.

“Whatever,” yawned Mam, though she couldn’t deny that what he was doing, was starting to arouse her.

And so it went on for quite some time, though soon enough, Mam sensed that the tugging and suckling was slowing down.

“Gonna give up?” she called.

“N-never,” she heard him gasp.

But Mam knew better. It wasn’t long before she heard splashing, and saw Plenn climb up onto the bench seating opposite her, gasping for breath.

“I win!” she cried out, wiggling her arms and legs and splashing soapy water around, before getting up, and strutting over to Plenn, whose stomach was a little distended.

“So, mouth bigger than your stomach, your highness?” she smirked. “Better hope Zircon doesn’t see that belly tomorrow. Those show ponies like their princes well-toned.”

“Hey,” gasped Plenn. “At least, you’re not, so full.”

“Yeah, yeah you got a point. On the other hand, I expect to be able to squeeze about 5 more years out of my ship with those upgrades!”

Once Plenn had recovered, the two drained the tub, and turned on the overhead shower system above it, to properly rinse the soap from their bodies.

From there, they each popped a drying pill, which dried off their bodies, and hair. Looking in a mirror, Mam could see that her styled hair had returned to its regular form.

From there, it was time to break out the sleepwear the tailor had made for them. Plenn’s was a simple two-piece top and bottom, while Mam’s was a shimmering pink nightie.

“It looks nice on you,” remarked Plenn, “I promise once this mission is over, you’ll be able to keep all of the clothing from this mission, and the choker.”

“Choker?” asked Mam.

“The choker, the jewelry I got you, and that you’re still wearing around your neck.”

Mam reached and sure enough, there it was.

“It’s funny,” she laughed, “it doesn’t even feel like it’s there!”

“Guess that means it suits you,” said Plenn, getting into his side of the bed. “So, how did you like your day as an elite pony?”

“It was, fun,” said Mam, getting in on her side. “Unexpected at times, but fun. How about you?”

“Unexpected would be the best word to describe it,” chuckled Plenn. “I didn’t expect to be educated on the night before my ejaculation with Zircon. It’s going to sound weird, but thank you for telling me those things. I’m still buzzed from the wine, but I’m going to make sure me and Zircon climax together.”

“Yeah, probably should have stopped a few words earlier,” said Mam, melting into the covers, “last thing I want is to be dreaming about you two ‘doing it.’ Now let’s get to bed.”

A few moments later, the lights went out, and the room was almost completely dark.

“Mam?” came Plenn’s voice from behind her.

“Mmph, what?” she asked.

“Can I, give you something?”

“Save ‘it’ for Zircon.”

“Not that, something else. No tricks.”

“Mmph, okay. What is it?”

A moment later, Mam felt Plenn lean over her body, and plant a kiss on her cheek.

“Thanks for being who you are, Mam Marella,” she heard him smile, “you’re one in a googolplex.”

As he returned back to his side of the bed, Mam’s hand reached up, and rubbed her cheek.

TO BE CONTINUED…

Author's Note

Whew, this was the chapter that just kept on giving. I did consider cutting it in two, but could not find a decent dividing line that felt satisfactory.

And like a number of long chapters, it is the conversations that stretch the story out. The evolution of what happened once they were back in the room, was a lot of back-and-forth, with some areas being truncated from what might have been.

As usual, there are a few movie-based easter eggs in the writing, with one that I am wondering if anyone picked up on, from a 20+ year old film.