Princess Celestia had spent the afternoon helping the girl pick out some reading material that she thought might be useful in the event that her stay in Equestria dragged on. At first she didn't recognize the symbols, but after staring at the page for awhile they seemed to rearrange themselves into more familiar shapes.

The Princess wasn’t surprised, reminding the girl that when traveling between worlds sometimes one adapts to their environment in peculiar ways.

Perhaps I have a pony counterpart after all.

Back in her room, the girl set her books on the nightstand and laid on the bed atop the covers to stare up at the ceiling. She had been a guest at the castle for nearly a week, yet she felt hardly any closer to figuring out who she is.

Or who I used to be.

She tried searching the magic recognition guide for anything involving humans but came up short. Frustrated, she replaced the book on the table and sighed, idly rubbing the her hands and feet on the luxurious surface of the bedcover.

She thought back on the other night, and the sun-guard whose name she wished she had asked, as well as the garments she made off with. The sock was filthy and she had contemplated destroying it in the fireplace, but instead tossed it into the enchanted laundry-basket with her clothes when she took a shower, only to find that everything she threw it there had vanished.

The girl wandered her room in a towel until she decided to check the wardrobe and was shocked to see everything from the basket inside, clean as could be.

She kept Princess Luna's panties in the drawer beside her bed. Thinking about them made her want to see them again, so she took them out and held them in front of her face.

Such delicate things for a horse to be wearing.

She reached down and started pressing on her clit through her panties, rubbing the pony-lingerie between her fingers. She pulled her panties aside and, using the princess's thong began to stir up her pussy, slipping it inside along with her fingers. Turning her thighs inward, she arched her back and stuffed the skimpy thing all the way inside...

Then she heard the tapping of hooves on stone and a brief knock that reminded the girl that she had neglected to close the door to her room, for it swung open.

In a panic the girl slipped her panties back over her vulva and flattened down her skirt, a little annoyed at first. Then she saw something that she liked, and her irritation faded. Stepping into the room was something she hadn't seen before.

"Oops! S-sorry to bother you, miss. The door was open and when I knocked... Well, anyway, I am here on behalf of Her Gloominess Princess Luna to collect you for a royal banquet. She has been curious about you and demands– I mean, desires to meet you face-to-face."

The creature speaking was more pony than not, but also a little like a bat.

Is this what the moon-guards look like? I love it!

The girl's nerves were tingling and, in her excitement, she leapt from the bed to greet the bat-pony, remembering too late the article still inside her.

"Oh! Such enthusiasm. The princess will be pleased!" said the bat-pony, brightening. "We must't keep her waiting."

The moon-guard turned her head to the hallway and let out a silent cry, and before the girl even had a chance to put on her sandals a puff of dark smoke surrounded her. When it cleared, she was in the dining hall facing a pony as large as Celestia, but darkly colored and with a mane of distant stars.

Short-range teleportation. Like in the guide.

For a brief moment the girl was afraid the princess had summoned her to enact retribution for stealing her undergarments, but her fears will quickly dispelled.

"Welcome! I am Luna, Spirit of the Moon and Warden of the Gentle Night!"

Why is she so loud?

As if sensing her volume was overmuch, the princess cleared her throat and continued more softly.

"Please, have a seat. There is no need to be nervous, I did not bring you here to interrogate you."

The girl did as she was told, wondering if the princess really did just want to meet her. It all seemed a bit... ostentatious. Perhaps that was just her personality. The irony of the juxtaposition between the images of Luna and the 'Gentle Night' was not lost on the girl.

The feast laid out before her was magnificent, comprised of marbled cheeses and vintage wine, with pies and cobblers too. The girl sampled these and enjoyed them, though all of the time she was uncomfortably aware that the underwear of the princess sitting across from her was still stuffed inside her pussy.

Thankfully, Luna did most of the talking.

She seems lonely.

For her part, the girl listened with genuine interest, even asking a few questions to show that she was invested in the conversation. After an indeterminate amount of time had passed one of the moon-guards whispered something in the princess's ear.

"Oh my! Has it been that long already?" said Luna, raising her silver-shod hoof to her mouth in surprise.

"I'm terribly sorry to have kept you for so long, you must be exhausted." she said, looking at the girl who, at that moment, let out an unexpected yawn.

"Aw, you’re so cute!” said the princess.

Being called 'cute' made the girl blush, and though she was sleepy managed to resist the urge to reach between her legs.

"Sweet dreams!" said Luna, and suddenly the dark smoke returned.

A moment later the girl was in her room again. She shut the door, then stumbled toward the bed mid-yawn, pulled back the covers and settled in. She rubbed herself a little, but quickly fell asleep with Luna's underwear still tucked inside her and dreamed of the moon.

Author's Note

Here’s another one. I was originally going to include more about her studies with Celestia, but the girl needed to meet Luna sooner or later. After all, she’s staying in her house.