State dinners were often preceded by long and dry stretches of political discourse. They were boring and dull and Luna did not care much for them. However, the main event, the dinner... the dessert - now that was something else. That was something to look forward to.
Luckily for tonight, that prologue had already concluded and there was a brief interim while the dinner was set up. Most of the food had already been prepared for the event, and as a matter of fact, it was already being displayed in ornate arrangements in the ballroom. Thus, it was currently one of the rare moments in Canterlot Castle where the kitchen was not bustling with activity. That is, of course, except for the head chef who had been working on the final, finishing touches for the night's desserts.
Luna peered around the kitchen, on the hunt for some of these tasty treats to sneak before the ball started. The cook staff were on a brief break to have some food of their own before finalizing the dessert. As such, the kitchen was mostly empty, save for the head chef who seemed to be finishing one last thing up before he, too, left to grab a quick bite.
Not wanting to get caught sneaking around, Luna hid out of sight and watched as the griffon dumped several bowls full of ingredients into a large metal mixing bowl as an arcane construct beat it together vigorously. He tossed the empty dishes into a large sink nearby and let the mixer run for a few more moments before turning it off with a flick of his wing.
Luna's eyes widened as the chef turned from the bowl and took a few steps away before he lifted his feathered tail up to reveal his puckered asshole and taught, furry balls to the room. Conveniently, the alicorn was in just the right position to have an excellent view as the griffon squatted down, his haunches parting perfectly around his bare anus. The tight, wrinkled tailhole began to flex rhythmically a few times, clenching and unclenching as he strained, before finally parting as he began to poop right in the middle of the kitchen.
The alicorn was, to say the least, briefly floored. To see some creature so wantonly relieve themselves, removed from the confines of a restroom - in a kitchen no less - was not a sight that she had expected to ever see again. Long gone were the days of public defecation, and although lavatories had always been a staple of the high society she was used to, it had appeared that the entirety of ponykind had taken to their usage as well over the past thousand years.
Not that Luna was opposed to watching the show in front of her, far from it in fact. As a matter of fact, the sight of the griffon pooping in front of her, along with the sheer naughtiness of the setting, was quite arousing to the princess. She, herself, had found an intense, taboo pleasure in indulging in her coprophilic tendencies. All of her aides and guards were aware of this fact, along with several other close ponies that she often engaged in the dirty act with - her fellow princesses ranking among them.
Her gaze locked onto the parted butthole with an intense, voyeuristic fascination as firm, dark shit squeezed its way out of the quivering anus and dropped unceremoniously onto the tiled floor. It mounded into a small pile, and the griffon grunted as the last of the poop fell to the floor beneath him. He straightened back up after flexing his pucker a few times to make sure his colon was empty, the tight hole just a slight tinge filthier than it was before. Without so much as a glance down at the mess he had just made, the chef swiftly stepped over the pile and hurried out of the kitchen, leaving the princess alone with the half-finished sweets and a fresh pile of dung.
There was a silent beat as Luna carefully stepped out into the open. Her eyes locked on to the fresh pile of griffon poop that the chef had just pushed out of his feathered ass. Curious, she walked over to the droppings and stood over them. The turds were unfortunately quite small - a group of nine or ten scattered clumps of feces, the largest of which was no bigger than an average egg. Luna reached out with a foreleg and pressed down into one, smushing it down and smearing it across her hoof. She brought the smeared paste up to her muzzle and took an inquisitive sniff.
A pungent odor flooded her nose, courtesy of the unique carnivorous diet of griffons. Despite her age and status, Luna had not yet been given the opportunity to sample griffon scat before, so this was new to her. And she loved it. It smelt so much more foul and earthy than any pony's shit that she had sniffed before, and she took another deep whiff to let the fumes stew in her nostrils even more.
Her tongue stretched out of her mouth and gently pressed against the muck that was smeared onto the tip of her hoof. A sharp, bitter taste immediately graced her tongue, and the intensity of it made her pull it back into her own mouth for a moment. She hummed in thought as the taste settled in her mouth. Tentatively, she reopened her mouth to scrape the rest of the shit off of her hoof with her tongue. Between her tongue and her teeth, she smeared it into a thick paste in her mouth to try and get a better idea of the flavor profile.
It was a delightfully foul flavor that was just as intense as before, but now she could appreciate it more. Luna let out a hum as her pussy moistened with arousal just from the taste of the poop alone, and she sighed as she swallowed the amount that was in her mouth and went back for more. As she licked the remainder of her hoof clean, Luna felt her own bowels ache with a need for release. She turned around to squat over the pile of griffon shit and drop her own load, but hesitated as her eyes locked onto the large mixing bowl a few paces away from her. A delightfully kinky idea sprouted in her mind, and she smiled gleefully as she straightened back up and headed over to the bowl instead.
It was filled with a thick batter that smelled of rich chocolate and dairy - most likely a fudge of some sort for dessert. Luna's already soaked slit winked with horny intent at the thought of hundreds of ponies consuming the delicious concoction, unknowingly laced with their princess's scat as well. A needy fart slipped out of her clenched anus then, and Luna grinned as she turned around.
The alicorn hovered her plot over the large mixing bowl, flipping her tail up and out of the way to expose her pussy and butthole. A thin film of brown-tinted sweat clung to the wrinkled flesh between her cheeks, accompanied by flecks and specks of leftover scatty sludge. The sweat came from the temperature of the summer day, but the additional fecal nastiness was mostly because the Princess had the habit of personally neglecting any anal cleaning. In line with her fetishistic pleasures, the mare much preferred to keep her hindquarters substantially funky with a musky, royal rank - aided by her perpetually sullied tailhole. Her desired method of cleaning was orally, but she had simply been too busy with recent regal responsibilities to request a rimjob from any of her hoofmaidens, guards, or even her sister.
Her anus gradually parted to reveal a firmly packed brown lump lodged in her rectum. Luna did nothing to hold back a wanton moan as her anus spread around the thick horseapple and it began to gently advance out through her puckered rim. The alicorn took her time with the defecation, playfully tightening her butthole in order to make the firm ball of knobby scat slide out of her ass ever so slowly. She enjoyed the feeling of her backdoor parting around a fresh heaping of dung, and always hoped to drag that pleasurable sensation out as long as possible. Her wrinkled pucker gripped the greasy lump of dung for a few moments as it inched outwards. Then, as it hit its widest point, it quickly slid out the rest of the way as the stained, dark ring clenched down behind it.
There was a dull, wet splat as the alicorn dropping fell into the mixture below. It only sunk partway down into the batter, its light brown hue still managing to stand out among the darker, creamier texture of the chocolate. Luna sighed as her butthole parted around a second serving of shit, and as with the first, she similarly sought to prolong its exit as well. The dark, wrinkled flesh of her anus pulled back around the knobby head of the turd as it edged it way out. As the pungent odor of her rectal release wafted back towards her muzzle, her nostrils flared as she inhaled the scent of her own anal expulsion greedily. Her mind raced with the anticipation of tasting her fecal fudge concoction.
The second horseapple dropped from her ass and a third, smaller one quickly followed. Luna grunted as her anus opened up around a fourth one that was definitely larger than the first three, and a dry, crackling fart escaped as she pushed harder on her rectum. This one was longer, almost log shaped, and softer in consistency. The rope of manure dangled out of her ass and bent down towards the mixing bowl as it slithered out, and coiled in a neat pile on top of her previous droppings. A few pockets of gas managed to slip out with the softer, crackling swirl of shit, and bubbles of rancid anal air puffed out into the air behind her as her crap dangled down into the batter.
All of the action at her backdoor was suddenly accompanied by a pang in Luna's bladder. A dribble of pale, yellow urine spewed out of her urethra and soaked over her parting pussy lips. While her poop would be a subtle enhancement of the fudge's already rich flavor, the salty tang of her pee would ruin the batch. Luna quickly took a few steps forward to avoid this, causing the half-baked log dangling out of her ass to drop to the tiled floor in front of the mixing bowl with a dull splat.
Her pussy opened up and a jet of pressurized urine arced out to spray against the metal side of the bowl with a metallic clang. The alicorn sighed as her bladder emptied out against the mixing bowl and fell to the floor, pooling in a warm, steaming puddle. A wet fart slipped out of her loosened anus as she peed, and Luna flexed her pucker a few times until a small, thin rope of shit slithered it way out. It was only a few inches long and its softness forced it to smear along the bottom of the wrinkled flesh before it fell down and landed in the growing puddle of piss.
Luna let out a deep breath as her pee stream tapered off, gradually slowing to just a trickle onto the tiled floor after about a minute of forceful pissing. She gently shook her rump to let any stray dribbles drip down before she turned around to admire the mess that she had made. Her piss formed a glistening, yellow puddle on the white, tiled floor just in front of the large mixing bowl, spreading out from the two soft logs of manure that had plopped right in the center. Luna smirked at the steaming mess, satisfied with the filth that she had caused.
She took a step forward to peer into the large bowl itself to see the rest of her turds slowly sinking into the thick batter. Licking her lips, Luna flipped the lever on the side of the mixer, and the mixing paddles whirred to life, and the flame beneath the machination roared back to life. They beat into the batter swiftly, quickly breaking apart Luna's crap and thoroughly swirling everything together. Their color blended well into the mixture, and she was confident that unless somepony looked very closely, they would be none the wiser to the secret, smelly addition.
With a bright flash of her horn, Luna dissolved the remaining mess that she had left behind on the floor to leave no evidence that she was ever there. With a content smile, she turned to leave the kitchen, but paused as her eyes glanced over the griffon chef's cooling scat. On an impulse, Luna went over and smashed another one of the firm balls under her hoof and brought the smeared dung up to her mouth to savor on the way back to the ballroom.
Luna's sneaky return to the ballroom nearly went unnoticed. She slipped into the music-filled hall from a rarely-used side corridor, confident that nopony had missed her. However, a firm tug on her tail proved that she had not been entirely successful. The alicorn turned around to see an ethereal, purple glow snugly wrapped around the base of her tail, and a cursory glance to the right showed a smug Twilight Sparkle walking up to her.
"Now, where have you been hiding, Princess?" Twilight asked sultrily as she approached. Her magic lifted the darker alicorn's tail slightly, and she raised an eyebrow at what she saw. Luna's dark blue pucker was messily smeared with the remnants of her creamy scat, and her pussy was still damp with a combination of her succulent mare juice and leftover piss. "Perhaps the bathroom?" she chuckled as she licked her lips at the sight.
"We may have had the urge to... relieve ourselves," Luna bashfully admitted. She let out a muffled gasp as Twilight suddenly yanked on her tail and pulled her back into the hallway from which she had just entered. No sooner were they out of sight from the ballroom when her fellow princess pulled Luna's tail out of the way and leaned in to greedily huff at her dirty puckered tailhole. "Oh... my..." Luna cooed as Twilight's muzzle pressed into the wrinkled ponut and inhaled deeply.
The lavender alicorn moaned as the creamy shit smeared onto the tip of her muzzle, and the harsh scent of mare waste filled her nose. She couldn't hold back and slipped her tongue out and dragged it upwards across the filthy anus, collecting a healthy helping of Luna's poop to pull back into her mouth. Another, louder moan rose from her throat as Twilight savored the bitter taste of the soft manure. Her tongue smeared it around the inside of her mouth, coating her entire palate with the disgusting muck to imbue the flavor in her maw before swallowing the dissolving paste.
She let out a groaning sigh as the bitterness hit the back of her throat. "Your shit always tastes so divine," Twilight whispered in her best Rarity impression as she licked up the remaining traces from Luna's ass. The other alicorn hummed in contentment at the passionate rimjob cleaning her backdoor, and her clitoris winked out as her arousal grew. Twilight wasted no time in drifting down to capture the pretty pink nub in her mouth. The tang of Luna's pee and arousal danced on her tongue as she suckled on the sensitive clit, drawing a long, low moan out of the other princess.
Twilight reached up to grasp at the night princess’s flank with her hooves, locking her muzzle to the alicorn’s drooling rear end. Her tongue ran vigorous circles around Luna’s pulsating clit a few more times before she ran it up along the puffy, leaking folds to bury it deep within the wet, hot pussy. Her face pressed deep into the soaked slit as she sought out Luna’s most intimate juices from her vaginal depths, and Twilight craved more and more of that sweet, feminine flavor.
All of the loving attention to her needy flower quickly drew the princess to the edge. Her pleasure spiked and she reached up to muffle her growing moans with a hoof as she pushed her ass back against the younger alicorn, desperately encouraging her to dig even deeper into her depths. Twilight happily obliged, and forced the entire front end of her muzzle right into Luna’s cunt with a wet pop. The tight folds stretched around her snout, and nectar drooled across her face as she wriggled her tongue right against all of the princess’s sensitive spots.
Luna shuddered as she came, and a generous surge of marecum flowed out of her cunt and directly into Twilight's waiting mouth. The lavender alicorn slurped all of her juices up greedily, and gently removed her muzzle from the gripping pussy to guide Luna down from her orgasmic high with soft and loving ministrations of her tongue along the outside of her quivering folds.
A pleased sigh escaped Luna’s mouth as she slumped against the wall. Twilight extracted herself from the mess she had made of the alicorn’s flanks and straightened back up.
“As always, Luna,” she said as she came back around and licked her lips. “You taste delicious.” The lavender alicorn pressed her damp lips to Luna’s cheek in a quick, yet firm kiss, leaving a shimmering spot on the side of her face. With a flash of her horn, the juices coating most of her muzzle faded away in a magical glow, leaving her appearance no different than when she had left the room. Then, she flashed one last wink at Luna before she turned to head back towards the ballroom. Her tail flicked up playfully, allowing the other princess to get a tantalizing glimpse of her own, purple pussy and pert little anus as she sauntered away sultrily.
Luna licked her own lips with a smirk. “Oh, we will ravish you later tonight, Sparkle,” she whispered to herself as she followed suit and trotted back into the ballroom just as the dinner was being served. She made no effort to clean her rear - the thought of showing off excited her. Besides… polite ponies wouldn’t peek. And she wasn’t particularly interested in polite ponies.
The dinner awaiting her was a boring affair. Good food with dull talk as usual. Despite having been thoroughly satisfied just moments earlier by the mare sitting to her left, her libido had not been wholly quenched, and she found her mind drifting off to naughtier thoughts with every lull in the conversation. Those images floating through her mind managed to dampen her nethers even more, and she almost felt a little bad for whomever would need to clean the cushions she was sitting on.
She could tell that Twilight could sense her growing arousal. The purple pony kept casting subtle glances her way. Dirty ideas of how to entertain her younger companion crossed her mind, all of them plenty arousing. But none that could be easily executed - especially with her sister sitting on her other side. So instead she was forced to sit in silence as her cunt oozed out onto the seat beneath her, eagerly awaiting the evening when she could do whatever she wanted to herself, or Twilight.
Finally, after what felt like far too many courses, the waiters returned to the ballroom with trays of dessert held high, aloft in their multi-hued magic. Glorious confections of all sorts were placed gently down before the dining guests, piles of sweets from all around the globe. But Luna really only had an interest in one of them - the fudge.
There were multiple trays of the perfectly-cut chocolate cubes, and one was conveniently placed right in front of her. She was eager to try it, and wasted no time in snagging a piece with her magic as soon as the griffon chef announced that the dessert was served. As she brought the confection up to her lips however, she paused as she watched Twilight do the same. Much more interested in the younger alicorn’s reaction, she put her piece down to observe her neighbor instead.
Twilight beside her bit down into her thick piece of chocolate fudge and nodded along with whatever dull topic the emphatic noblepony sitting on the other side of her was saying, but as the flavor of the dessert broke apart in her mouth, her brow furrowed and her chewing slowed down. Her mind seemingly raced to analyze the treat, no doubt recognizing the faint flavor that she had just so recently sampled right from Luna’s rear. Then, as it clicked, her eyes widened in recognition and she looked up urgently to lock eyes with Luna. A single eyebrow raised in question prompted the Princess of the Night to surreptitiously smile back at her, answering the other alicorn's unspoken question.
"Is this a prank?" Twilight hissed as she leaned over to her, completely cutting off the stallion attempting to hold a conversation with her.
Hiding a sultry chuckle behind her hoof, Luna wiggled her eyes back at the other mare. "Oh, a prank! Yes, how wonderful! A marvelous one at that, too!"
"So this isn't what I think it is?" Twilight asked hesitantly, holding up a fresh piece of fudge.
Luna met her gaze. "Well, we never said it wasn't a delightfully kinky prank," she responded huskily.
“You didn’t,” the lavender mare responded hoarsely.
“We did,” Luna whispered back with a grin. "The thought of all of these ponies sampling our stately stool gets us... for lack of a better term, very wet." Twilight's face flushed a deep red as she realized what her fellow princess was admitting. Her subtle glance towards Luna's dark rump did not go unnoticed, and the taller princess was more than happy to lean away from her subtly and flick her tail aside to treat Twilight to a quick view of her soaked nethers.
Despite having been graciously offered a sample of straight from the source earlier that evening, she was desperate to sample the luscious mare nectar was currently drooling from the alicorn's plump cunt. The sight watered her mouth, and Twilight had to reign in her sudden horniness with tact and grace by instead focusing on the other princess's choice of words.
"Stately stool?" Twilight commented. "Really?"
Luna straightened back up as she lowered her tail and looked sideways at the lavender mare. "We had pondered the phrasing ‘majestic manure,’ but it seemed far too crass."
Twilight snorted. "Dignified defecation?" she offered with a smirk.
A contemplative look adorned her face as Luna nodded, seemingly taking the suggestion far too seriously. "Or perhaps fecal fudge," she rebutted, betrayed her mirth. "But we fear that may be too literal."
"How about sovereign sludge," Twilight suggested with a crass giggle.
The suggestion made Luna playfully stick her tongue out in faux disgust. "How foul," she commented before she leaned in to whisper in Twilight's ear, "Besides, we would never sully a good dessert with such filth. We left our sludge on the floor of the kitchen."
Twilight's face once again flushed a dark crimson as the image of Luna squeezing a dose of thick and sloppy shit out onto the floor of the Canterlot kitchens burned itself into her brain. Her already building arousal grew harder to contain, and she was only yanked out of her budding fantasy by Luna gently yanking her flagging tail back down with a tug of her magic.
"If you manage to behave yourself for the rest of the evening," Luna whispered as she continued to tease Twilight's twitching tail. "We may be willing to provide a repeat performance." The lavender pony shuddered at the thought, a fresh gush of arousal soaking into the tufted cushion beneath her flank.
“Please,” she whimpered quietly as her cheeks flushed deeply. “It’s been so fucking long…”
The two pony’s horny banter was cut off suddenly by a pointed cough from Celestia. It seemed as though their teasing had garnered the attention of not only the alabaster diarch, but a few other noted guests as well. Thankfully, they just seemed offended by the mere fact that Luna and Twilight would hold a prolonged private conversation, rather than having actually caught on to anything they were talking about.
Luna bashfully smiled an apology and helped herself to some of the tasty fudge. Which might have been a mistake - the flavor of her pungent shit did nothing to sate her peaking arousal. But damn was it fucking tasty.
The bitter flavor of her poop mixed with the sweetness of the fudge perfectly. The dark chocolate base already had a bittersweet flavor to it, and the added earthiness of the pony scat served to heighten that intensity to a level that Luna hadn’t even predicted. She had assumed that her manure would mix well with the confection, but she had no idea that it would result in quite possibly, the best fudge she had ever tasted. But then again maybe she was biased.
It seemed that everypony else was enjoying it as well, however. To her right, her sister had finished her own helping of dessert after only a few bites, glancing around the room subtly to make sure that nopony was looking before quickly snagging three more pieces off of the center tray. Luna really couldn’t blame her - this shit (pun intended) was simply divine.
Twilight had also resigned herself to eating more of the fudge as well. It was clear from her lidded gaze and constant shifting of her thighs that she wanted a more personal tour of Luna’s “kitchen,” as it were, but for now was simply settling for tasting as much of her fellow princess’s manure as she could through the means provided. By the time the meal was over, she had quite possibly consumed too much fudge, and was left in a state of undignified arousal to the point where her tail was practically glued down as she followed Luna and Celestia out of the ballroom.
“My, the chefs certainly outdid themselves with that meal, wouldn’t you agree, sister?” Celestia commented as they walked leisurely back towards the residential wing of the castle. “The fudge especially, why I think it’s the best dessert Gustave has ever concocted!”
Luna laughed heartily. “Oh, indeed, ‘Tia,” she said with a wide smile. “We agree that it was truly quite delicious! Wouldn’t you agree, Twilight?”
Twilight let out an imperceptible needy whimper as Luna playfully flicked her with her tail. “Uh, yeah,” she said quickly to try and hide her lust. “It was really very good!”
“Maybe we should go see how it’s made,” Luna offered huskily as she sidled on up next to the horny mare and brushed against her with a wing.
“Oh, leave them alone for tonight, Luna,” Celestia giggled, completely oblivious to the other two’s behavior. “They have a lot of work to do cleaning up after tonight. But I can request that he makes it again sometime this week. Perhaps before you leave, Twilight?” she offered.
“Oh, um, yes please,” Twilight said as she tried to ignore Luna’s wandering wing as they trailed down her rump. “T-that would be lovely.” She stuttered as the tip of a feather was slowly dragged through her sopping, wet folds. The same feather trailed all the up her taint to tickle at her clenched butthole, sending a warm shiver down her spine as her anus flexed against the sensuous touch.
“Then I shall see to it,” Celestia said warmly as she approached the door to her bedchambers. “But for now, I bid you two goodnight.”
“Goodnight, sister,” Luna replied as she hastily removed her naughty wing so that the alabaster alicorn wouldn’t notice. She quickly ushered Twilight away as Celestia stepped inside of her room. Luna’s chamber was not that far from her sister’s, and it barely took them a moment to arrive at her own bedroom.
As the door closed behind them, Twilight wasted no time in spinning around and trapping Luna’s mouth in a desperate kiss. The other alicorn’s rump pushed up against the closed door as Twilight pressed into her, sliding her tongue into Luna’s welcoming mouth with gusto. A shared moan rose up between them, and Luna reached around to wrap her wings around her fellow princess to pull her even closer. Twilight reared up on her hind legs to wrap her forelegs around the taller alicorn’s neck, and their bodies pressed into one another, their coats rubbing together to share the growing warmth of their passion.
Luna dipped her wing down to reach underneath Twilight’s plot, dragging her feathers though the crack of her pony ass once again. The feathery tips were coated in a sheen of her juices, and Twilight let out another moan as they rubbed against her pronounced ponut. She deepened the kiss as Luna teased her wrinkled tailhole, wriggling her tongue around the other one in a lustful dance. The tantalizing action at her anus, however, brought a different growing need to the lavender mare’s attention.
Twilight pulled away to lean into the darker mare’s shoulder and plant a few, playful pecks along the curve of her neck. The new position allowed her to hide the straining on her face until Luna was able to feel the movement at the end of her bowels. The Night Princess let out a light gasp as she felt a burst of warm air blow against the feathers playing with Twilight’s brown star. The faint scent of feces slowly reached her nose, and she moaned as she greedily inhaled the stench.
“Oh my…” she muttered as she angled her neck against Twilight’s lips. “W-we were going to… put on a show for you…” Luna said in between deep, needy gasps. “But it seems like you may have… have a present for us instead.” Instead of answering, Twilight gently bit at the ridge of Luna’s shoulder, drawing a pleased gasp out of the larger pony.
And then she began to push.
Another puff of pony gas blew out against Luna’s wing, and she pulled the limb away slightly to hover right underneath the curve of Twilight’s ass, ready to catch whatever came out of it. Twilight was happy to provide of course, and as she pushed, her puckered anus slowly opened up to reveal the head of a deep brown turd. It crackled its way out of her widening asshole, with airy wisps of anal air popping out around it. Luna cooed as the warm shit slithered out of Twilight’s purple butt and hit her waiting wing. The firm, solid log remained intact as she gradually lowered her wing to keep pace with the turd’s advance, eager to not break it. Twilight kept pushing, letting the waste slip out of her rear easily as she continued to press gentle kisses to the other alicorn’s neck.
Finally though, the first log gradually came to a tapered point and her anus clenched shut to pinch it off, its full weight left to Luna’s wing as it reseted against her feathers. There was no delay in Twilight’s bowel movement however, as a sputtering fart slipped out of her rear as her ponut parted around a second serving of horseapples.
This log slid out a lot faster than the first, her anus already stretched adequately from the first one. Luna had to quickly bring her wing back up to fully catch the poop as it exited the other mare. It was thinner and softer than the first one, and coiled out onto the waiting feathers. The rope of feces draped over the previous excrement, and sped up as it got thinner until it fully exited the dark, purple plothole with a wet, sputtering fart. A few more pieces of shit squeezed their way out after it, firm and greasy, until Luna had a sizeable pile of Twilight’s shit resting in her wing. The mound was significantly weighty, and was becoming hard to hold beneath the stinky flank at such an awkward angle. But it seemed that Twilight had no more poop to give her as the mare relaxed back into her hold.
“Ahhhh,” she let out a content sigh at the feeling of her now-empty bowels. “That’s better.”
Luna chuckled as she placed a firm kiss at the base of Twilight’s horn. “That was quite a load you gave us,” she said. “It’s fairly heavy as well. We may need to try our wing exercises again.”
Twilight giggled in reply as she pulled away to see the damage she had done. Sure enough, Luna’s broad wing cupped an impressive pile of her dung.
Her wing gently deposited the pile of waste right onto the center of her bed, not caring at all as the filth touched the previously spotless sheets. She brought her wing up to her face, inhaling the rich, foul scent of her lover’s manure before reaching out to grace the soiled feathers with her tongue. The bitter earthy taste was faint - the shit not having left much residue on her downy appendage. But it was enough to stir the fire of lust between her flanks even hotter.
Thankfully, Twilight was here to help. The other alicorn had followed Luna over to the bed and watched as the princess had so carelessly dumped her shit there. A shudder went down her spine as she recalled the many dirty experiences she had with wrecking her own sheets in a wild mess of brown smears and yellow stains. There was nothing hotter than so wantonly relieving oneself in such a comfortable and clean place, only to then defile it with such passion.
She pushed up against Luna, sandwiching the dirty wing in between them. Twilight craned her neck to get her own whiff of fecal fumes, sighing as it tickled her nose. Unable to hold back any longer, she locked Luna’s lips in a passionate kiss, her tongue begging for entry into her lover’s mouth. Luna was happy to oblige the request, parting her lips to accept Twilight inside. Their tongues embraced together in a passionate dance as they held themselves even closer, the taste of each other gracing the other’s mouth as the potent stench of Twilight’s scat filled the room around them.
But a sudden knock on the chamber door startled them both out of their lustful makeout session. Luna was reluctant to pull away, leaning in to chase Twilight’s lips as the lavender mare separated. “Who could that be?” the lavender mare asked through heavy breaths.
“It doesn’t matter,” Luna muttered as she pressed her lips to the joint of Twilight’s neck. “They will leave eventually.”
It turned out that they would not, in fact, leave eventually, as another heavy knock rapped at Luna’s bedchamber door. “Princess Luna?” a muffled voice called out. “Your, uh, snacks are here.”
That got Luna’s attention. “Oh horseapples,” she mumbled as she pulled away. Twilight chuckled at the choice of vulgarity and watched as Luna rushed over to the door. She opened it uncaringly to reveal a red pegasus holding a tray of the fudge from earlier. “We had completely forgotten we had asked you to bring some up,” Luna said as she took the tray in her magic. “Thank you very much.”
The door was open wide enough for the hoofmaiden to peer into the room, and Twilight watched from the bed as the mare spotted the large pile of shit that had just been lovingly squeezed out of her own, lavender ass. Twilight blushed profusely, and quickly stepped in front of her droppings, but it was too late. The pegasus’s eyes widened and her gaze darted between the mound of scat and Twilight, before back to Luna.
Luna, of course, noticed this and smiled coyly at her hoofmaiden. “Don’t worry, Miss Lightning,” she said smoothly. “Princess Twilight and I will be sure to clean this up on our own.” The reassurance was accompanied by a wink, which turned the statement into something more akin to suggestive flirting than anything else. It caused the red pegasus to sprout a blush of her own as she hastily bowed, hiding behind her pale blue mane, and excused herself from the doorway as the door closed behind her.
“She saw!” Twilight giggled out as Luna turned back to face her.
The Night Princess dismissed this with a wave of her hoof. “Oh, do not worry about her, Twilight,” she tutted as she stepped back over to her bed. “Miss Lightning is a wonderful mare. I can assure you she is very… appreciative of our unique engagements.”
The admission made a smile cross Twilight’s muzzle. “Oh really?” she said with a naughty grin. “Would she perhaps be interested in joining us at some point?”
Luna chuckled and returned a sultry smile in kind as she set the tray of fudge right beside the pile of pony poop on the bed. “Perhaps at some point,” she replied. “She is especially fond of cleaning our rear when it is required. We’re sure she wouldn’t shy away from some… additional work.”She caught Twilight’s lips in a brief kiss before lighting her horn and bringing a piece of fudge up to the other alicorn’s mouth. “But for tonight… it’s just us. Now… let’s sample some of your fudge, hm?”
Twilight chuckled as she opened her mouth to take the chunk of proffered fudge, only to gag slightly as she realized it was actually just a piece of her own manure. “Luna!” she chastised as she bit into the turd. “You naughty, naughty mare!”
Despite her initial reaction, and her playful scolding, Twilight chewed the lump of shit down into an earthy, creamy paste. She quite enjoyed the taste as she got used to it, she just hadn’t been expecting the strong flavor to immediately assault her tongue.
“Yes, dear Twilight?” Luna asked innocently as she too lifted a chunk of Twilight’s scat to her own muzzle. “What seems to be the problem?”
With a sultry chuckle, Twilight simply shook her head as she lunged forward to tackle her lover onto the bed. The tray of fudge spilled out from the impact, mixing with the cooling shit.
But neither of them seemed to care all that much. It was all going to end up in the same place anyways.
Neon Lightning’s mind raced as the door to Princess Luna’s bedchambers closed before her. She was used to the Princess’s fairly… unique tastes. Being one of her favorite hoofmaidens came with that “bonus.” However, she had no idea that any of the other princess - let alone the Princess of Friendship - regularly engaged in such behavior.
The pegasus made her way back to her own quarters as swiftly as she could without calling undue attention to herself, her tail pressed down tight against her warm, red plot to try and hide the arousal gushing from her heated marehood. Her pussy winked as she imagined countless, delightfully kinky scenarios that her princesses could be engaging in at this very moment. Scenarios that she would be more than happy to join in on.
But, alas, it did not appear that her assistance would be required tonight. Princess Luna seemed to be fully taken care of by Princess Twilight. And while Lightning lamented at that thought, the visions of what they might be doing would be more than enough to satisfy her for the next few days until Luna’s tailhole had built up a significant amount of filth for her to dutifully wipe clean with her own, trained tongue.
Until then however… she really had no choice but to fall backwards onto her own bed and reach a wandering hoof down between her legs.
Author's Note
Mmmmm... fecal fudge... 
