Blue was alone, in her room. She glared at the new toys she'd gotten as if somehow part of this was their fault. "This isn't complicated," she sighed out, pacing on her hooves. "Just take the small one and put it there."

Unfortunately, 'there' was that part of her she'd not had just a short moon ago! "It's no big deal. Every mare in this world knows what that is, and likely has experienced something like this with it. Some... I imagine... quite often." Her cheeks grew warmer, just thinking about it. She lowered herself onto her side with a slow groan. "Fine. Fine. Let's just do this."

Blue wiggled and curled until she had a nice view of the first of the toys she had been told to try. She plucked it up with her magic and drew it close. "Now, before we begin." She brought over the jar and smeared it in the lubricant, leaving it with an even sheen that glimmered in the low light. "Here we go." She nudged it gently with her magic and rolled onto her back, aiming it between her hind legs. "Pushy, pushy," she chided her magic, prodding at the soft skin of her entrance with it.

It was odd. She had touched herself there before, when cleaning, but that wasn't the same as letting something into her. Blue gasped softly as the first little bit slipped in. As a stallion, she has been quite simple about anything trying to go that way. Don't allow it. As a female, the rules were different, and sometimes that was to be allowed. It was necessary for her prince to be able to claim his bride properly. She breathed slowly as she pushed more of the toy in.

It didn't hurt, or at least, not yet. A little uncomfortable, perhaps. She could feel her insides adjusting around the toy. To their credit, they were doing it quite smoothly. The more she gently guided it, the simpler it became, though the more intense the feelings were becoming. Her breath caught as it seemed to press against something inside of her. "Oh," she whispered out, trying to move past it, but the moment that part was nudged, she shuddered with delight.

It took a little wriggling to figure out she wasn't aiming correctly, and the pleasure was actually coming from closer to the entrance, a magic little button that made her jump every time it was touched. She decided not to explore that, though she did arch herself and tap it once more just to get a good feel for how strong it could be. Blue shook as her body seemed to turn into lightning and energy. "Oh my." She sighed out, imagining what it might be like on that big day.

She glanced up at the bigger two and gulped. There was a way to go yet before she'd even consider being ready for those. But she had made a start, and now that she knew what felt good, and what felt good where, she felt she could do this without needing to ask somepony else for advice. Her cheeks flushed at the thought. Really, asking somepony about such things? Did anypony dare to do such a thing?

Blue Belle realized the answer to that question was quite obviously 'yes'. Still, that didn't make it any less awkward, especially when one considered who had to be asked. She laughed as she pictured herself trotting up to her prince and just out and out saying, 'Sand, darling, would you explain to me how to be a mare properly?" She giggled lightly, unable to help it. It was a comical image, and one she could just see happening, given how proper and stiff he could be. She could almost hear him answering in that courtly tone, "But of course, my dear."

She shook those thoughts away. No! She would be ready to be a mare for him. He'd done everything on his side. It was the least she could do. She worked the smallest of the toys against herself. "I will be ready," she breathed out heavily, body trembling from her own work. "This isn't so hard. Why had I been so afraid?"

Her lips quirked with amusement at that question. She already knew the answer. As a prince, she'd been taught that sex was bad, dirty, and only something filthy stallions did. At least, until one was well and properly married. She was preparing for a marriage. That was close enough?

She pulled the toy free with a huff. "Easy. Easy." The only challenge that slender wand offered was her getting used to the idea of something being inside her like that. "My poor husband is going to be in for quite a surprise." She chuckled as she wondered how he would react if he found out what she was doing.

With a grunt, she pushed it back into herself and felt that flash of energy flowing through her, but it was smaller than before. She really was getting used to it. Well, she was a mare. This was part of being a mare. "With stallions." She closed her eyes and imagined the great form of Sand above her. She gasped softly, body shuddering at the thought.

Blue Belle let her hoof touch against the magic button, sending shivers through her. It seemed such a little thing. Just a little bump that stuck out. But, combined with her thoughts of her future husband, she was paralyzed a moment with the pleasure of it. "Oh," she moaned out, her head rolling back. "What is this feeling?" It seemed like her whole body was focused on that small spot. Every motion she made just added to it, bringing her further along.

She drew the wand out and placed it aside. "This, mmm, fascinating perhaps, but it won't help me be ready for Sand." She grabbed with her magic for the next size up. "My large prince, you need me to be ready for you."

Blue stroked the tip of the toy with her magic, leaving it slick with the lubricant. "Maybe it will be easier this time." She rolled onto her side, tucking one hoof to herself to leave her vent exposed. She slid the next one in and felt the gentle push as she was working something her body was very new to. It wasn't hurting anything exactly. It just felt like some things had to stretch a little. Her teeth gritted slightly, more with annoyance than anything else. She wanted to be done with this process. She wanted to be prepared to marry her prince, and finally, after all the moons of waiting, the time was near!

Working the larger shaft into herself wasn't any more, inherently, pleasurable. It wasn't less either. It was the same thing, just larger. Fortunately for all involved, working one of those was proving to be quite the pleasant experience overall. If that enjoyment held true for her larger mate, she was looking forward to being together in more ways than just a matter of paperwork. She hummed happily as she wriggled the new toy about, learning how to use it to make her insides feel good.

The advice had said to stick with each for at least a few days before trying the next. The starting one had felt foalishly easy. The second had some resistance. Perhaps it would be best? Blue Belle pushed herself to her hooves, reaching out for the final toy. It was thick enough around that it seemed a strange thought it could ever fit into a mare. "You, into me," she mused softly, giggling at the thought. She was starting to enjoy the strange power a mare had, to accept and hold things inside itself like that.

She worked the lubricant all over the large toy. "No way you're going in there without being prepared." She gave it a pat with her magic, considering how much larger it was than what she'd taken to begin with. "All right, you big guy. Get on in there."

With the first little bit in, she let out a soft breath. It pushed her delicate inside out firmly. She could feel her passageway struggling to contain it. There was a warm burning, not like something was being ripped, but it was a firm shove her body had to physically adjust to. Her teeth gritted as she gave a few short shoves to drive it in deeper. With the whole head of it in, she arched her back, panting softly. "This is more like it," she grunted out.

Her stallion, Sand, would be at least that massive. He would drive into her. She moved the great tool with the imagined motions of Sand over her. Her breath grew heavy as she imagined what it would be like, feeling his great bulk upon her, crushing her. "Oh my."

The build up of pleasure in her belly was too much to ignore. She let out an unseemly cry, losing herself in a world of pleasure she had never imagined for herself. Her body shuddered, her insides danced around the toy with what felt like tiny electrical shocks. Each one just made her body clench down harder, milking the toy she'd taken as if it were Sand himself. The mental images of what the toy stood in for seemed to help in ways Blue was helpless to explain.

It was several moments before she recovered enough to remove it, falling to her side as she worked it free, panting softly. "Wow." She blinked slowly, mind processing what had happened. It was only her first attempt with that one. "You know what they say. Practice makes perfect." She giggled lightly.

It took a few tries to get it back into herself. It was then that she noticed there was a little nub on that one. The other ones had lacked it, right near the end that'd never get into it. She felt over it with her magic. A button? Curiosity burning, she pressed the button, and things changed. The thick wand began to buzz and shake within her. "O-oh my!" Her voice came out a gasp. The quivering wand against the tender inner walls of her body was enough to make her see stars. The sparks of pleasure rippled through her.

She fell over, melting against the floor as she let out a delicate cry of delight. It seemed to go on for ages before her body shuddered around the toy, hooves wriggling about at random, her tongue sticking out. Blue's vision blurred. She'd never had something like that happen to her before.

Was that what it'd be like? She pressed the button, quieting the toy within her. She just flopped, leaving the toy in. It wasn't hurting her, so why not just get used to it? "Big thing, I already have you in there." She snorted gently, blushing at the thought. To be full of such a thing. It seemed so unlikely, and yet.

She glanced down at the jar of lubricant. "You served your purpose." And yet. Did stallion shafts lubricate themselves? She didn't remember her own doing that any time during her years as a stallion, no. She rolled to her belly and tapped at the jar. "I might have used for you in the future." Surely Sand wouldn't be too upset, having his wife gently slather something over him. She warmed at the thought. He would never object to such an intimate act from her.

But, it had been quite a long time since she had felt so, blissful. And still, the toy remained inside her, like an uncomfortable reminder of what she had decided.

She stood up slowly, tool jostling about with each movement. "I will get used to you, my large friend." She began cleaning the other two. One at a time, she bathed them, carefully scrubbing out any grime that might have been on them. Then she left them to dry. Her last little friend had no need of that, still inside her. They'd have to wait until later before getting their sudsy bath.

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