Beautiful rays of gold shine down from the clear blue sky, bathing the marvelous city of Canterlot in a comforting blanket of sunlight. The city itself has a very curious location, with it being etched into the colossal mountains at the center of Equestria. Half of the grand towers remain on the mountains. The other half remarkably sees itself hanging off the side of the cliff, overlooking a vast expanse of hills and rivers in the distance. While a large portion of the city is composed of the elitist residents who spend their days enjoying their frivolous and privileged lives, a small section of the city is comprised of Canterlot Castle. That's exactly where you're looking as the train pulls into Canterlot's train station; more specifically, your eyes are locked on the tallest tower of the castle, where two alicorn sisters share their rule over the day and night, as well as Equestria itself.

With a slight jerk, the train makes a complete stop, and the conductor announces their arrival. You grab your black purse, and make your way off the train, past the ponies who are fumbling with their luggage, and make a beeline towards the castle in the distance. You step through the busy streets of Canterlot, past diners where you can see in the windows esteemed ponies eating the smallest portion of decorative foods on their plates. You smirk as you wonder if you would have to take out a loan to afford whatever they're eating. But you aren't interested in experiencing the daily lives of the elite; you have something even better waiting for you at the castle just in front of you.

Stepping over the small bridge arching the tiny river outside the castle, you come upon a pair of guard stallions standing dutifully on both sides of the castle entrance. Neither of them make eye contact with you as you're standing in front of them. The way they stand like statues makes you nervous. You're wondering if they're waiting for you to make one wrong move, so they can take you to the ground and relieve themselves of the boredom their uneventful watch provides. A moment passes, before the guard to your right, a brown unicorn, speaks.

“State your business or leave.” he orders flatly. You quickly reach into your purse, fumbling over the scroll that's been tucked away, and promptly unroll it before him. His horn lights up with gray magic as he levitates it from your hands and closer to his face. His eyes scan the parchment as he reads it thoroughly. The parchment floats to the side, and to your surprise, you feel something passing over your ankles. You look down and see the same color of red magic passing up over your legs and moving towards your waist. While the sensation is painless, it's a little uncomfortable for your liking. Thankfully, it dissipates once it passes your cranium.

“She's clean.” The stallion utters, turning towards the guard on your left, while you run your hand across the back of your neck and adjust your hair. “You there, go notify her majesty that her guest has arrived.” Nodding, the other guard steps through the doors, leaving you and the brown coated one alone. “Be patient; it may take several minutes until she's able to receive you.”

Not having the faintest idea how long you'll be waiting, you crouch and sit on the stone ground, with your hands resting on your knees that are facing up towards the sky. The hard surface doesn't feel great on your rear, but it's a little better than standing for who knows how long at this point. You command yourself to wait patiently, but deep inside, you can feel your anxiousness building. You only received this invitation yesterday, but it feels like it's been so much longer. You never dreamed you would be fortunate enough to be granted an audience with a pony so regal and beloved by her subjects. You wonder if you're underdressed as you look down at your dark blue skirt and your red button shirt, showing just a hint of cleavage at the opening. You're suddenly wishing that you had taken up Rarity's offer to let her try her hoof at making you a dress for you. It's taking every bit of your willpower not to whine in frustration in front of the stallion, his eyes fixed forward but no doubt keeping you in his peripheral vision.

Several agonizing minutes pass, but a faint sound catches your attention. It almost sounds like wind chimes dancing through the air, but tinier and more numerous than you ever thought possible. You turn your head up and to the side, in the direction of the source of the noise. To your amazement, you can see something descending slowly from the air at an angled curve. It's a collection of glittering cerulean and turquoise magical energy, taking the form of a translucent staircase with rails on either side, making its way towards the ground at a gradual pace.

“Looks like she's ready for you.” The stallion says as you pull yourself off the ground and stand up, passing your hands over your backside to shake away any loose rubble your skirt may have collected. The staircase forms its final step just inches away from your feet. “Enjoy your time with her.”

You hesitantly lift your foot over the first step, before slowly letting it down and testing its sturdiness. You shift your weight to that foot and find that it indeed holds you just like any other staircase would. You look up and see where exactly the staircase goes, finding that it stretches all the way out and around the tallest tower, circling in such a way that makes it impossible to see the top. You've been looking forward to this since yesterday, but you weren't expecting that you would have to make such a climb for it. Thankfully you're not wearing heels. You gulp nervously as you see it stretch out over the valley, where even the city itself has no quarter.

Nevertheless, you force yourself to take more steps upward. You've been looking forward to this too much to be daunted by a measly set of stairs! You won't let them stop you, no matter how tall and fragile they look. You keep a steady pace as you walk up their form, past the edges of the city and rounding the curve around the tower.

You've been climbing for several minutes, and though you're in feasible shape, even this amount of steps forces you to stop and catch your breath. You rest your hand on the rail, and look to your left, out towards the valleys that pony hooves have made no attempt to build upon. It truly is a marvelous sight to behold, the sheer beauty every inch of land within the kingdom of Equestria. Your eyes wander down to the flowing rivers, coursing through the hills and through the grounds below.

You make the mistake of following them a little too far, to the point where you're looking at your feet, as well as through the stairs holding them in the air. It doesn't take a particularly bright creature, human pony or otherwise, to understand that you're several stories up in the air. Your belly flops and your knees begin to shake as you contemplate what would happen if the staircase were to disappear at this very moment. Shaking your head, you continue your trek upwards, keeping an extra tight grip on the rail provided.

More time passes, and you've circled around the tallest tower once. You're feeling the burn in your calves, and contemplate resting once again, until you notice something up in front of you. You were beginning to wonder if you would ever see it, but it's finally there: the top and the end of this magical staircase, extending just a bit above and over the balcony etched into the highest point in the city.

She's there. She's waiting for you. She has to be. The burning feeling in your legs seems to disappear, and you push yourself to keep climbing, not feeling tired or even slightly scared of the daunting height you've reached. The promise of what's waiting at the end of your journey seems to have granted you with a renewed vigor to keep climbing onward.

A number of steps later, and you catch the first glimpse of her. The tip of her long white horn points towards the sun, shining down on the land of Equestria. You take another step, and you can see the base of her horn, jutting out from the turquoise hue of her mane, and the golden tiara covering her head. Just a bit of her primary feathers are visible over the edge of the balcony, but you can tell from here that they're flared up as traditional with alicorns such as herself and Luna. Further along, you can finally see her eyes. You find yourself staring into those large pools of magenta, and your heart skips a beat as you see her cheeks rising in a smile from locking eyes with you.

Her chin is visible with another step up, and the benevolence of her face fills your chest with a exhilarating warmth. Her shimmering mane moves behind her head, in a gentle breeze of blue and turquoise, as if a group of invisible hands were constantly gliding through her hair. A golden chest plate rests from her shoulders, complimenting her tiara and making her regalia present to any pony who was fortunate enough to lay eyes on her.

Almost near the top, you can see her tail floating behind her as well. The hair at both ends of her form is so large, it seems as if they're one complete entity when she stands at the right angle. At the bottom of her long, slender legs, her hooves are shielded from the marble balcony by magnificently crafted golden horseshoes. It's been a long journey, but finally being able to look at the figure from head to hooves makes your journey more than worth it already.

Once you've stepped over the rail, Princess Celestia moves towards you at a lenient pace. She stops just half a foot away from you. With Celestia being the tallest pony in the land, her height puts her head level to yours. She slowly lowers her head, and rests her chin on your shoulder.“Hello there.” She speaks to you softly. “I'm so glad that you could join me, and on such a beautiful day as well.” Her voice is tender and soothing, like that of an angel. Each syllable she utters makes you feel more at peace with yourself, and with her. You were hesitant to move at first, but hearing her speak helps ease your fears. You slowly lift your hands and touch her long, graceful neck, and your arms wrap around her in a soft hug. On reaction, her large wings drape down, encompassing you and pulling you in a bit closer.

You close your eyes as you bask in the feeling of hugging Princess Celestia. Her body is warm, soft and reassuring. You take in the soft smell of perfume from behind her ears; it smells like a crisp summer morning, after it rained the night before. Like grass and flowers and morning dew. You feel safe holding the princess, and she seems to take notice. Her wings move a bit behind you, rubbing your back and reminding you that she's more than happy to grant you an audience with her today.

After a moment, Celestia moves her head upwards and you release her. She touches the tip of her horn to your chest. It glows with golden magic, and you find your shirt vanishing off of your body before your eyes. The effect reaches even lower, melting away your skirt, your shoes, even your panties. You find yourself completely naked in front of the princess, and you instinctively bring one arm over your breasts, and a hand over your crotch.

“Please don't be embarrassed.” Celestia asks, still keeping her beautiful magenta eyes on you. “You have a beautiful form, even if it's different from what I and my subjects are accustomed to. It's a shame that your world asks you to cover that up.” With your face still a bit hot, you put your arms behind your back, and reveal that your nipples are standing rigid in front of her. “No need to be ashamed of that either; it's okay. I would never get angry at something your body does naturally.” You take a deep breath through your nose, and let it out through your mouth. It still feels a bit strange being naked in front of her, especially with your nipples pointing towards her neck. Nonetheless, you trust her comforting voice. You can tell she's being honest by the way she keeps her focus on your face with an undeterred smile.

“Make yourself comfortable.” Celestia says, moving a wing behind you and prompting you to move forward. In front of you, you can see a large cushion laid out on the marble floor of the balcony. Your bare feet step forward, and you kneel down on its cushy surface once you're close enough. With your hands supporting your upper body, you crawl around on your knees until you reach a spot near the middle. You turn about and sit down, then lay back against it. It feels wonderful against your bare skin, as does the gentle breeze and the magnificent warmth of the sun kissing your exposed body.

As you're laying back, your eyes drift to the princess. Celestia raises her hooves one leg at a time, and gently shakes off her golden horseshoes, leaving them scattered upon the surface of the balcony. With her magic, she unclasps the chest plate hanging from her neck, and lifts the tiara from her head. She shakes her head back and forth slowly, her shimmering mane following her movements, and becoming unfurled. Her hair still retains its glowing beauty and angelic movements, but now it seems to have become untamed from the restraint her crown had placed on it. Though she was hardly wearing anything deemed to be considered “clothing”, now that she's cast aside her accessories, even she seems more naked in front of you. It's a peculiar, yet enchanting sight; one that sends a shiver down your body, which accumulates in your groin and makes your lips just slightly wet.

Celestia steps towards the cushion you're laying upon, and you scoot to the side to allow her room to join you. She lowers her body to the soft surface, and tucks her hindlegs underneath her form, breathing out a comfortable sigh.

“Now then,” the princess says, turning to look at you earnestly. “Tell me about yourself.” You ask what she would like to know. “Everything. I want to know you, completely. Tell me all that you feel comfortable sharing about yourself.”

It's something that you have difficulty forming a response to, but Celestia is willing to give you time to think it out. You decide to keep the air pleasant, and focus on the good things about yourself, even though there are days when you feel there's hardly anything worth mentioning.

You begin to share the small achievements in your life: small things, like awards you've won in school, or social events your family dragged you to. Accomplishments at work, or fun activities with friends. Things you're working on in the privacy of your home, stuff that you hope you can pursue in a career one day, but for now only serves as a hobby.

Each quality you share makes Celestia's eyes shine, and her mouth remains fixed in a joyful smile. “Oh, that's wonderful!” she'll sometimes say. “Ooh, that's very impressive. What is that exactly? Tell me more about that.”

For several minutes, you're telling her everything that comes to mind, and for a moment her responses help stimulate your self-image.

“That all sounds very impressive,” Celestia tells you. And to your surprise, you actually agree with her: the things you've told her make you feel unusually impressed with yourself. “So, if all of that is true... then why do I feel that you're holding onto such pain deep down?”

She's right; you feel your chest tighten as you know that you have plenty of days when it's hard to find a reason to smile; more days than you're comfortable with. You mention something from your past that makes you upset. Celestia winces momentarily, and you apologize, holding back from telling her more as you turn your head away.

“No, please don't hide away from me.” Celestia urges you, rocking herself a bit closer, and extending a wing over your bare shoulder. “I said I want to know everything about you. That includes the things that might not make you smile.” You look up at her a moment to see her eyes still on you, a serious look implanted on her face. It's as if her very existence depends on you sharing yourself with her, and she'll just die if you shut her out.

Though it makes your heart heavy, you begin to confess to the princess the thoughts that have troubled you for most of your adult life. You begin to share the hardships you've faced; opportunities missed, friendships lost, people you love who have passed away. The constant fear you struggle with as you tumble blindly through life, seemingly without any direction. The worry that you might not ever amount to anything despite your efforts. You find your hands squeezing tightly as you share the intimacies about yourself, things you've known all along but makes your eyes sting to say out loud.

Celestia hardly speaks at all, only apologizing respectfully from time to time. Otherwise, she's listening to you attentively, her wing brushing softly against your back.

“If you need to cry, you may.” Celestia informs you comfortingly. You force an inward breath trough your nose, and shake your head. “I promise it won't bother me. Even a princess needs to from time to time.” She smiles when you ask her if she's serious. “Of course I do. Being a princess of a nation comes with its own share of headaches and woes. I would be lying if I said I didn't break down from time to time.”

With your vision getting blurry, you lower your head to Celestia's shoulder and you begin to sob. Not a word escapes your throat, with it busy making noises of sorrow. She lowers her head, and her chin rests against the back of your neck. You sniff through your nostrils, and take in more of that wonderful sunshine aroma of hers. One arm rests over her neck, and the other hand holds her hoof tightly. She seems unphased by your grip, and sits firmly to offer you comfort. After a few minutes, your sobbing dies down, and you begin to breathe. Though your face is puffy from sobbing, you manage to compose yourself.

“Would you like to hear my thoughts?” Celestia asks, lifting her head to face you as you wipe underneath your eyes. You nod slowly in the affirmative.“I think you have a beautiful soul underneath the pain you've been carrying. I think you are a smart, kind, and talented individual. You may not think it yourself, and you might even be tempted to act in a way that contradicts it on your worst days, but I see something wonderful underneath that weakness.” One of her wings moves to your face, and her feathers rub against your cheek to wipe some tears away. “If you allow yourself to believe it, to believe me... then you might just find that you're worth more than you give yourself credit for.” Celestia's wing pulls away from your puffy cheek, and she looks into your eyes earnestly. “Do you think you could try that for me, my dear?”

You stay silent for a moment, letting Celestia's words sink in. You blink rapidly and a weary smile spans across your face as you nod, before you lay the side of your head against her neck, and voice your agreement to her. The warmth her soft white coat provides is rivaled only by the sunlight shining from the sky along your back.

Silence hangs between you two for the longest time. You have a question burning on your mind, but with you laying naked next to her after you've bared your soul to her, you wonder if it's asking too much. But if there's one thing the princess has proved to you today, it's that she doesn't want you to hold anything back from her. Even if she says no, you tell yourself that she won't throw you off the balcony for asking a simple question.

You murmur softly, asking if you can kiss her.

You find yourself unable to look at Celestia directly as you hear her giggle. Her hoof reaches to your face, and tilts your chin upwards.

“Only if I can kiss you back” she says softly, her long elegant eyelashes fluttering as she bashes them at you.

Her reply is more receptive than you expected, and it catches you off guard a moment. It takes Celestia lowering her face to you and pursing her lips in anticipation to break you from your temporary daze. Sitting on your knees with your bottom resting on your feet, you take a deep breath and push yourself to move your face forward. Your eyes are scanning all of her facial details as you're moving closer to her: her flawless white coat. Her long thin eyelashes. Her delicate maw, with her luscious full lips.

Wow, she's really pretty. You find yourself thinking. You're so enraptured by her beauty up close, that your head seems to have forgotten how to move forward.

“Oh dear, you're certainly a shy one.” She says in a sing-song voice, rubbing your chin with her hoof. “Don't be hesitant, sweetheart; I promise I won't bite.”

You regain yourself and press forward, closer to her face. Your nose touches the end of her muzzle, and you tilt your head back just slightly to move your mouth forward.

And then you feel it. The soft, fleshy comfort of Celestia's lips pressed up against yours, unmoving but still pleasant to the touch. She delightfully hums into your mouth as you're touching her. With your eyes closed, you feel yourself melt into the kiss, and find yourself entranced in place where you are. Eventually, you pull yourself away, and look at the alicorn in front of you, who's slowly opening her eyes to stare back at you, with a bit of a sly smile on her lips.

You realize suddenly that you just kissed the princess of Equestria. You've not even been in the country a week, and you've kissed the highest authority in the land, the most beautiful, enchanting mare that exists as far as you and the rest of the nation is aware. And she seems more than happy that you've done so.

While you stay rigid with a warm and red face, you don't register that Celestia's moving towards you this time, until she plants her lips on yours. This time, her mouth opens just slightly, and you can feel her tongue poking out against your lips. You open your mouth, and push your tongue forward to meet hers. They mingle lightly with one another, as you tilt your head sideways and lock lips with her. You gently move your body forward, and find Celestia laying back against the comforter, allowing you to lay your chest on top of her. You feel your chest flutter as your perky nipples rub into her smooth coat. Feeling her tongue wiggle against yours, your anxiousness begins to die down quickly. You find the strength to move your arm up her body and stroke underneath her foreleg, moving gently all the way down, stroking her coat until you reach her hoof.

“Mm...” Celestia hums as you touch her, writhing underneath you in an alluring manner. Your hand moves back up her foreleg, tracing your fingers down her chest, and over the side of her tummy. She thrashes once and laughs rather loudly as she breaks your kiss.

“Oooohhh! Ooh, that tickles!” She says, her upper body shaking a bit. Clitoris throbbing with an increased vigor as you watch her writhe happily underneath you. You ask Celestia if she's alright, and she nods. You ask her if she wants you to keep going. Again, she nods eagerly, not even a smidgen of hesitation in her reply. “Just, be slow, and gentle. I'm very ticklish.”

Decreasing your pace, you drag your hand down across her belly, watching as she squirms in joy from your touch. You feel a smaller roundness under her stomach, with a pointy flesh poking out. You look down a moment, and confirm that you've found her left teat, with her nipple standing on end in the center. With your palm over her nipple, you give her breast a firm squeeze, drawing a loud gasp from your princess.

“Tss- ahh!” Celestia moans as you squeeze her, drawing your fingers in towards your palm, and then grabbing onto her nipple. Your thumb and finger pinch it lightly, and pull up on it to stretch her flesh a bit. The touch draws an even higher moan from her, as she instinctively pushes her belly upwards.

As you're playing with the princess, you can hear a very light wet smacking sound coming from underneath her. You look down, past your stomach, and see her fat mare vulva winking in rhythm, its sopping lips smacking against each other with each pulse. Every time they open, you can see her round, fleshy clitoris, swollen with her arousal, poking out towards you. You trickle your fingers down from her breast and across her inner thigh, making her snicker in response.

“Mm, what a little tease you are.” Celestia coos, her bottom wiggling excitedly as you move your hand back up to her stomach. You move your face to her chest, and with the tip of your nose touching her coat, you move your body downwards. You stop when your chest reaches her teats, and you let your standing nipples rub against hers while you kiss above her stomach. The alicorn raises her body on impulse, and you can smell her arousal emanating from between her legs. You're eager to move down even closer, to sample a bit of it yourself.

Celestia's chest rises up and down, while the sounds escaping her throat sound heavenly and glorious, like she's singing her heart out for a concert with only you as her audience. You move your face down between her thighs, and behold the wonderful image in front of you. Celestia's mare lips are closed for just a moment, but still enlarged. And they're glistening with her arousal. With her round anus underneath, her private bits resemble that of an exclamation point. You breathe gently on her lips, and following a shudder, you see them wink at you. Her clitoris at the top of her lips is huge, bigger than any you've ever seen. It's round and squishy, and poking out so much, like its trying to leave the premises.

You use your thumbs to spread Celestia's lips open, drawing a sharp whine from her. You ease your face towards her snatch, and press your nose against her labia. Her smell is intoxicating. The warm scent of her hot, wet arousal ignites a tickle in your lower belly, and your clitoris throbs with excitement. You press your tongue against her soft opening. “Mmm...” you hear a hum emanating from above, before you press your tongue inwards. She gasps suddenly, then her hips begin to rock as you drill your tongue into her. As her inner walls flex around your tongue, you feel her hooves brushing underneath your hair, across the back of your neck. She's pulling you in just slightly, wanting to keep your face pushed in as deep as it can go.

“Mm, what a sweet girl” she murmurs, rubbing your head gently. “Get a nice, big mouth full. Oh, yes!”

Celestia tastes heavenly. Her arousal is mostly tangy, but with a delightfully sweet aftertaste, like a sugary orange drink. You retreat your tongue from her passage and pull it up to her inflated clit. You circle the outer regions of it, making her moan loudly.

“Ahhhh- oh, p-pull away, dear.” She commands suddenly. Though confused, you comply and lift your head, your mouth still covered in her fluids. As you're watching her, she raises her upper body, and spreads her hindlegs even more. “You're doing a phenomenal job, but the way you're going at it hides your body from me. I want to gaze upon you entirely as you finish.”

You nod appreciatively, and then hoist your lower body between your arms. You struggle for a moment to fit your legs in the right position, placing your left leg under Celestia's right, and your right leg over her left hip. It's a bit awkward, but you manage to push yourself in, and feel your wet lips smoosh up against hers.

You close your eyes as you revel in the feeling of touching your vagina with hers. It's so warm, and soft, and wonderfully slick. It's overpowering your small clitoris, despite it throbbing harder than it ever has before. You feel like Celestia's overpowering you as she bucks her hips forward, and you love every moment of it.

“Open your eyes,” You hear her say. “Look at me”.

Hesitantly, you open your eyes and look into hers. Her face is tightened a bit, as her arousal is taking its toll on her. But her eyes are still as stunning as ever, with her magenta irises sparkling around her dark pupils. It's a struggle to keep yourself from turning away, embarrassed that she's gazing upon you in such a way. But you feel the sensation in your clitoris spike, and your reserves fly out the window as you lock gazes with her. Your mouth hangs open as you begin to sing, and your hips drive back and forth without your instruction.

“There's a sweet girl,” Celestia beckons you, her hips squirming into your pulsing snatch. “Don't hold back anymore,”

With a loud gasp, you push forward and allow the dam to break free. Your lips squeeze tight, while a rush of fluid pushes forward and collects in the rim of your lips. You also feel a spurt jet from above, as you squirt all over her, embarrassing you a bit. But you're too exhausted to care, and you know that Celestia isn't angry that you've reached such an enjoyable state. You pull back, with a strand of your fluids hanging until you squeeze your legs together, pulling in with your arms as you wiggle your back into the comforter, a wide grin on your face.

Lifting her back up, the princess brings her head back up to you, and kisses your lips gingerly. Her hoof rubs your chest, as you're squirming in ecstasy underneath her. You feel her tongue drawing across your ear, making you gasp sharply as you feel another surge coursing through your body. Your chest rises in the air as you moan, and Celestia kisses the side of your neck. She lowers a wing to serve as a blanket over you and scoots in next to you as you drift away from consciousness for a moment, the side of your head laying against her all the while.

You're only out for a few minutes before you open your eyes again, the sun's position in the sky confirming that you haven't lost too much time from your nap. With her wing still draped over your front, Celestia leans in and nuzzles the top of your head.

“Do you feel better, my dear?” Celestia asks, as she withdraws her wing. You sit upright, and stretch your limbs out. You realize that you feel great; better than you've felt in a long long time. You feel confident, you feel relaxed, and most important of all, you feel loved. Even though you've only known each other for a short time, you know Celestia loves you, as you love her. As she's looking down over you, fully exposed and without a hint of despair, you can see that she honestly cares for you. You raise to your knees and wrap your arms around the back of her neck once again, thanking her for the gift she's given you, and tell her how wonderful she is.

“Oh, you're so polite dear. You're very welcome.” Celestia's wings squeeze you gently, then let go. “I suppose it's getting close to the time that I should let you climb back down, but before you go...” The alicorn stands up from the comforter and walks forward, pointing her rump towards you, her thighs still wet from your and her arousal. “Do you think you could clean me up?” she asks, levitating a silk handkerchief in front of you. “It wouldn't really be acceptable for the council to see me in such a way.”

You're more than eager to assist her, and you crawl your way to the edge of the comforter, grabbing the cloth out of the air and moving it to her warm, round hindquarters. With a hand on her cheeks for leverage, you push your hand against the back of her leg, towards the end of her wetness. You drag the cloth covering your palm upwards, all the way up to her cheek, drawing out a desirable hum from her throat. You move your hand to her other leg and lick it up as well, until you reach her pussy, then drag the cloth up with your middle finger pressing against her lips. Celestia opens her mouth with a lustful moan. You can feel her quivering as you wipe her.

“Haaa-ha-ha- oh, ease up!” she commands suddenly. She retreats from your hand, with her expression tightened up as she's fighting to regain some control over herself. “If I let myself cum, I won't have enough energy to attend day court soon.” Though slightly disappointed, you nod as she uses her magic to bring your clothes back onto your body.

Fully dressed, you stand up and walk across the marble balcony to her as she's levitating her scattered accessories back to her body. She steps all four hooves into her shoes, slips her chest plate around her neck, and then fixes her hair back into an orderly form before affixing her tiara to her head. She also takes a few deep breaths, commanding her raised tail to go back down and conceal her hindquarters. Now fully dressed, and with her privates clean for the most part, Celestia turns back to you, and you trade one final hug with her.

“If you ever would like to see me again, feel free to visit. My doors will always be open to you.” She says as she holds you in her wings. “And no matter if you go back to your world or stay here, promise me that you will never stop trying to be the best you that you can be. And that you won't hide what makes you wonderful from those around you.” You nod solemnly, before she kisses the side of your face. “Good. Well then, you'd best be off. Until next time, my dear.”

Celestia uses her magic to conjure up the trail of light steps that you initially climbed to reach her in the beginning. Lifting yourself over the rails, you wave back to her as you climb down the stairs. It only takes a few steps, before you can no longer see her smiling face as she's waving to you. While you wish you could stay with her forever, you're not too sad that you've leaving. What Celestia has given you is something that stays with you no matter how far away from her you are or how long its been since you've seen her. With a newfound confidence in yourself, even when you're miles up in the air, that journey back down to the Earth doesn't seem as daunting as it should be. No matter where you go, you'll feel the warmth of the sun shining down on you, guiding you towards the brightest future you can imagine.

Author's Note

You knew I was all going to do this eventually. Celestia's my main squeeze, how could I not indulge in a fantasy with her?
This one is a little special to me, because it's derived from a meditative technique my counselor recommended to me (except I'm usually not screwing her, since it's meditative). So, I wanted to get a little more feelsy with this one. That's also why I made two versions of it, so I could get to enjoy more Celestia sex. :3
Hope you guys enjoyed this one. This and the male one are the only variations I'm going to do with Celestia; the next entries will be new characters, like usual.