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To Serve Royalty	By : Rathian_Heart Category: +M through R > My Little Pony Views: 4563 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-To Serve Royalty
- 1
It had only been a few days since Stormchaser’s Nightmare Night encounter with Princess Luna. Even so, he had fully accepted and thrown himself into his role as her personal storyteller and occasional cock sleeve. All of his belongings had been transferred from Ponyville to his personal quarters within the palace under cover of night. “It was easier that way,” Luna had told him. “Besides, I'm sure you wouldn't want any of those vulturous tabloids thinking you were some new consort of mine, would you?”
All of his clothes had been discarded, with some exceptions Luna had made for choice casual wear. In their place, Luna’s personal tailors had crafted an entirely new, however minimalist, wardrobe for him. His footwear was all polished black leather with heels ranging from two inch wedges that went up to just below the knee to six inch stilettos that went up to his thighs. Pants and basic underwear were things belonging to another life time as Stormchaser was only permitted to wear g-strings and thongs that were tight enough to show off every curve and vein of his penis while still being elastic enough to keep his cock contained during a full erection. Unlike Luna’s elite guard whose g-strings were covered with a polished silver plate, Stormchaser's were all spandex with intricate silver and dusk blue patterns. To aid Stormchaser’s storyteller aesthetic, Luna’s best tailor had crafted for him a sleeveless cloak of the finest silk that ended just above his calves. In addition to stitching which matched all of Stormchaser’s slutty underwear, Luna’s royal emblem had been embroidered into the dark blue fabric. The front hung open, as it had been designed without buttons or a sash, and allowed Stormchaser’s new crescent moon nipple piercings to dangle and jingle freely.
Stormchaser had quickly adapted to his new life style. Every night after raising the moon, Luna would summon him to her personal chamber or to her throne room and request a story. More often than not it was a myth or legend that everyone knew a thousand times over, but sometimes she asked him to make up something on the spot. Usually it was something scandalous or perverted about her sister Celestia, and Stormchaser was instructed to use whatever ideas popped into his mind, no matter how bizarre they were. During each story, As a way to attempt to throw him off his groove, Luna would play with one of her pillowy, basketball sized tits or her legs would be spread in a way that her cock, almost always in a state of semi erection, would hang and dangle before him enticingly.
Following the Celestia stories, Luna would often be worked up enough that one of her elite guards would be summoned over and forced to choke down her tremendous cock until she orgasmed. Many times Stormchaser had left her presence with his twelve inch cock painfully hard, and each step he took caused the fabric stretched tightly between his ass cheeks to rub against him until he returned to his quarters where he would furiously masturbate. Other times, Stormchaser’s stories would be reward him with Luna’s personal attention. Her favorite so far, judging by the way Luna’s wicked, knowing smile, seemed to have been of how deep in the darkest reaches of the castle, Princess Celestia had a cursed library. It was there that she would take the form of an overweight horse in a human style dominatrix outfit and fuck her bound and blindfolded students into unconsciousness with an impossibly massive cock. Upon his conclusion, Luna had sprung upon him and not only forced her entire throbbing cock deep into his ass, but had managed to fill his stomach with enough cum that he couldn't help but feel noticeably bloated.
***
A loud knock awoke Stormchaser. He grumbled softly, cursing whoever it was that had woken him from an especially sensual dream in which he was atop the throne and both princesses were acting as his personal cum toilets. He continued to grumble and shuffle about as he struggled to find something to cover his erection.
“If you're trying to cover up, don't bother,” the voice on the other side said. Stormchaser immediately recognized it as Duskcaller's, one of Luna’s guards with whom he'd developed somewhat of a purely sexual relationship with. “Just get dressed. The princess requests your presence.”
Stormchaser opened his mouth to question Duskcaller's order, but simply grumbled as he rolled out of bed and over to his dresser. He threw his cloak on and with practiced ease yanked on a pair of his leather thigh high, six inch stiletto heels. He could feel his cock pulse with desire as he zipped them up, shuddering slightly at how sexy the boots made him feel. He sighed as he held up a dark blue thong with a crescent moon emblazoned across the crotch and, with much effort, managed to stretch it over his erection and moaned loudly as the back fabric snapped into place against his asshole.
He'd hastened to reach the princess’s throne room and rolled his eyes as many of the guards and servants whistled at him or offered him their services.
“I'm glad you came so quickly,” Luna giggled as she stared at Stormchaser’s cock. “Dressed that way, I'm actually jealous I won't have a chance to fuck you right away.”
“What do you mean?” Stormchaser asked as he did his best to ogle the princess to much, despite knowing full well that she enjoyed and even encouraged such behavior. He still felt that, even though the princess received blowjobs in front of him or used him as a cock sleeve, it would take him a little more time to get used to seeing her with her gigantic practically exposed globes and being able to see the now clear outline of her cock under her ethereal, nearly translucent dress.
“I have a special treat for you tonight, pet,” Luna purred. “My sister has taken an interest in you. Unfortunately she's too borish for stories, but she's more than up for the challenge of making them realities. However…”
Stormchaser gulped. He wasn't sure if he should be afraid or flattered that Princess Celestia wanted to bring his stories to life, especially when his latest had involved the princess forcing one of her students to use her snout as an anal dildo while Celestia was in her dominatrix horse form.
“While the occasional times I've filled your ass, and I'm sure the dozen times by now you and Duskcaller have filled each other's, I'm afraid you may not yet be prepared for my sister,” Luna giggled as she saw Stormchaser’s confusion. “We’re alicorns, pet. It should be no surprise that in addition to wings and a horn, we should have both a cock and pussy. But that aside, the amount of cum that my sister can produce, well,” she grinned wickedly. “You may not have been too far off when you said that for her best students, she would prepare for them a bath most grand.”
Stormchaser felt his face flush with pride at knowing that one of his stories was true. However, in the back of his mind, the thought still lingered that other stories may also be true. “Then what am I supposed to do?” He asked nervously.
***
“You're Luna’s storyteller?” Charlotte teased. “I've got to say, that's some outfit.”
Stormchaser rolled his eyes at the maroon colored pony. “And who are you? The princess only said to come here and that you'd take care of the rest.”
“Oh don't worry, one of her guards dropped by last night with a missive from her,” Charlotte purred as she brushed her bright pink hair back behind her ear and adjusted one of her skull shaped hair ties. “Drink this.”
Charlotte handed Stormchaser a flask of a noxious smelling green brew before turning on her heel and walking back over to the rows of bubbling cauldrons, flasks, beakers and tubes. Stormchaser held the flask out as far as he could to not inhale the fumes and grumbled softly as he watched the alchemist’s plus sized rear sway with each step. He felt his g-string begin to plump up as he followed each movement of her chubby, fishnet covered thighs.
“What's it going to do?” Stormchaser asked nervously as he tried not to glance at Charlotte’s plain white tee, it's “Choking Hazard” warning tightly stretched out by large, hefty tits.
“Luna really just sent you here blind didn't she?” Charlotte groaned as she looked over an equally noxious looking vial before taking a deep swig of it. “You're obviously her cumdump just as much as her storyteller, can't say I'm not a little jealous. But you can only take maybe one or two loads from those big balls of hers before it just starts spraying out of you, right? Well, with that,” she motioned to the vial in Stormchaser’s hand, “Will allow your body to not only be able to better accommodate such huge loads of that thick, creamy cock milk, but you'll also have a much easier time taking giant cocks like mine or Celestia’s.”
Stormchaser coughed as he had attempted to drink the entire concoction in one gulp. “I'm sorry, repeat that?”
Charlotte grinned wickedly as she stepped out from behind the wall of tubes and flasks. The front of her black leather skirt had rode up around her waist as a pair of previously nonexistent, watermelon sized testicles hung between her spread legs. On top of that, a tremendous cock snaked it's way out of nothing to rest at her groin. Stormchaser gulped and shuddered nervously as the weighty cock seemed to already be easily twenty-two inches and thick enough that even with both hands, his fingers might only just barely touch. To make matters worse, though he initially believed it was a trick of his eyes, it looked like Charlottle’s cock and balls were still growing.
She moaned softly as she caressed her newly grown cock. The behemoth hung lewdly in front her and pressed down on her balls, which were now each about the size of medicine balls. Stormchaser instinctively dropped to his knees, moaning softly as he realized that his cock was fully erect and his thong seemed even tighter than usual.
“Oh, don't bother with a blowjob,” Charlotte grinned wickedly as she continued to stroke herself. Her spongy, equine length drooled copious amounts of thick, sticky precum as it slowly began to balloon from its already impossible twenty-eight flaccid inches. “One of the benefits of that potion is you'll stretch no matter what you try to insert into yourself. Kind of a good thing if you're feeling like having being a colossal slut and ducking the entire elite guard at once, huh?”
Stormchaser shook nervously as he stared down the drooling head of Charlotte’s cock. With some effort he managed to pull himself to his feet and let his cloak drop to the floor. As it looked at his feet, he turned and hesitantly stuck his ass out to the frightening endowed alchemist.
“At least you know where this is going,” Charlotte purred as she pulled the back of Stormchaser’s thong to the side and moaned loudly as she slowly pushed inch after impossible inch inside Stormchaser’s ass.
His eyes widened and he clawed at the table in an attempt to escape Charlotte’s cock. Although his ass stretched surprisingly easily and painlessly, Stormchaser could feel the wind being knocked from his lung’s as he felt like Charlotte was displacing all of his organs as her cock seem to finally reach its full length.
It was impossible for Stormchaser to be certain, but it felt like three full grown ponies had each stuck one of their legs right up to the hip inside of his ass. “Being run through by a telephone pole” seemed like an appropriate analogy as Stormchaser could feel the alchemist’s cock dripping inside of him. Finally, his stomach already bulging from her cock’s occupancy, Stormchaser felt Charlotte’s smooth, tremendous balls pressed against his own. He shuddered and groaned loudly as he was sure he could feel her cum churning and sloshing about in her rubbery sack.
Charlotte moaned softly as she allowed her cock to settle inside Stormchaser. After a moment, without really worry that Stormchaser had fully adjusted to her mammoth cock, she pulled her chubby hips back and slammed forward. Stormchaser gasped and grunted as her huge balls smashed against his legs while Charlotte’s cock battered away at his insides.
“See, isn't this much easier?” Charlotte purred as she continued to pummel the storyteller’s stretched asshole. “And if you thought Luna’s cumshots were something, you're in for a surprise.”
Stormchaser could do little more than gasp and whine as Charlotte thrust away at him. His cock bounced and smacked against his stomach despite his tight thong, and he felt certain his legs would give out the way Charlotte’s sloshing balls were slapped against them. Desperate for Charlotte to finish quickly, Stormchaser did what he could to push his hips back against hers.
Charlotte continued to moan as her tits bounced in their tight shirt. As she was barely able to comfortably withdraw more than a quarter of her, what Stormchaser was sure now had to be at least thirty-six inches worth, of cock meat, Charlotte was content with quick, shallow thrusts. She shuddered slightly and Stormchaser panted loudly as he could practically hear her orgasm approaching.
He groaned loudly as it did, and his entire body shook as each blast of cum felt like a punch to the gut. Charlotte pulled back a few inches and grinned wickedly as she watched her handiwork unfold. Stormchaser gasped and moaned and panted heavily as he felt gallon after gallon of thick, molten cum flood his bowels and his stomach. For a moment he felt as though the pleasure from being filled with so much cum would make him pass out, but he was quickly brought back when he thought he felt himself being pushed away from the desk he was leaning upon.
He heard Charlotte giggle ominously behind him as sure enough, though he’d always felt bloated after being filled up with Luna’s cum, Charlotte’s several gallon barrage of cum was actually causing him to slowly expand. He groaned softly and tried his best to squeeze whatever he could out of him, but Charlotte’s pulsing cock was relentless. By the time she had finished, Stormchaser was panting heavily and ready to pass out as his arms hung limp at his side. Though his feet were still on the ground, his entire body was leaning against his grotesquely swollen, cum filled stomach.
“I’d say you’re probably about the size of a Volkswagen,” Charlotte grinned mischievously as her sloppy, cum covered cock hung limp in front her. “Don’t worry though, that potion you drank uses it as a catalyst to keep its effect going. You should be back to normal in no time.” She giggled softly as she gently poked at Stormchaser’s perfectly clenched asshole. “And who knows, maybe you’ll come out of this with an even bigger cock.”
Stormchaser merely groaned. He felt sick, as though any moment now he was likely to just spit up glob after glob of the alchemist’s creamy cum. Fortunately, as his stomach sloshed and gurgled, his exhaustion took hold of him and the alchemist’s bizarre lab faded into darkness.
***
Stormchaser groaned loudly as he finally came to. As his hazy vision returned to him he saw that he was no longer in Charlotte's lab and instead he was in his quarters. He was ready to write his strange encounter off as some odd dream when he heard a soft giggle and noticed his cock was being stroked. He glanced down between his legs and although he was surprised to see that his twelve inch cock now looked significantly larger, he was more surprised to see that it was Celestia who had her hand wrapped around his cock.
“Glad to see that you're finally awake storyteller,” the princess purred as she idly stroked his cock. “I see you met my sister’s alchemist. Such a strange one she.”
Stormchaser moaned as he tried to gather his wits.
“What am I doing here, I'm sure that's what you're wondering. Well, it was certainly some job getting you here, for starters. We couldn't just move you what with how many gallons of cum Charlotte had dumped inside you,” the princess grinned wickedly. “Though it seems you have quite the score of admirers already, and they were each very eager to take turns slurping cum out of your ass. None of would let them have a turn at your ass though, so I wouldn't be surprised if they're all rutting themselves raw by now.”
Stormchaser continued to moan and shudder gently at the idea of several of the guards and servants slurping cum from him. Knowing that he had admirers though, he made the mental note to find who they might be and be able to have them attend to him during the days Luna left him feeling blue balled.
“Speaking of rutting, I'm sure my sister told you that I was interested in see you tonight. Now, I'm sure you thought it would be some big, grandiose event, but I much prefer this private sort of intimacy. And speaking of my sister,” Celestia grinned wickedly as she reached to the side of Stormchaser’s bed. “I shouldn't be surprised you have something like this, and in such an accurate likeness. I want you to use it for my entertainment.”
Stormchaser felt his face burn as blood rushes to it. Before him, Celestia held a life size doll of Luna. What embarrassed Stormchaser so much was that the doll had been perfectly crafted to the very last detail for no purpose other than as a masturbation aide. Stormchaser had originally marveled at how it not only had the typically holes meant to act as the doll’s ass, pussyamd mouth, but had also included Luna’s cock.
Although the doll’s cock’s default state was flaccid, Stormchaser was more than content with being able to fuck the sex doll and watch the flaccid cock flop around useless. Shortly after purchasing the doll, Stormchaser had found that it's cock was really a well designed sleeve that he could insert any type of dildo into to replicate Luna’s various stages of erection. It was a gimmick Stormchaser was more than fond of, especially give that shortly after accepting Luna’s offer to be storyteller and being shown to his new quarters, several servants had delivered to him a vast assortment of dildos in a wide range of length, hardness and thickness.
Perhaps Stormchaser’s favorite thing about the sex doll was that it mimic Luna’s tits perfectly. Instead of a cheap plastic or latex, the doll was crafted in a material that felt very much like actual flesh. As such, the doll possessed the same basketball sized tits that Luna did and while they were heavy, were able to bounce and jiggled almost as independently of each as the real princess's.
“You want me to what?” Stormchaser stammered.
Princess Celestia grinned wickedly as she stood and tossed the doll atop Stormchaser. Now that she was standing, Stormchaser’s cock flooded with blood as he saw that her tits were colossal and easily the size of medicine balls. They each bounced and jiggled, and Stormchaser could easily hear the bare flesh clapping together as they attempted to come to rest. Between her legs, Celestia’s basketball sized testicles swayed as her thick cock bounced against them. Even flaccid, Celestia’s cock had to be as thick as his arm, and at least two-thirds the length.
“You, like most under my sister’s banner, want to fuck her and so it's no surprise you have this disgusting thing,” she purred. “And I want to see you ravage it just like you want to ravage my sister.”
Stormchaser gulped deeply as he watched Celestia’s hand slowly reach down to grasp the base of her hefty cock. Though he was sure the princess intended to masturbate while he fucked the play thing, he took as a more threatening gesture. He sighed deeply and with a practiced hand positioned the doll on all fours and prepared to line his cock up with what acted as Luna’s asshole.
“Of course it would be in the ass,” Celestia rolled her eyes as she idly stroked the base of her cock. “I guess I shouldn't be surprised given all her guards and servants are male. Hershey highway’s probably all you know.”
“You wanted me to jerk off, so let me jerk off,” Stormchaser grumbled as he slowly began to slide his cock into the doll’s magically lubricated asshole.
Celestia rolled her eyes once more. “Except this is for my enjoyment more than it is for yours. If it was just about making you cum, I'd just have jerked you off and then used your cum to finger myself.”
“Then what do you suggest?” Stormchaser grumbled as he withdrew himself.
“On its back,” Celestia purred as Stormchaser obliged. “And don't even think about sticking it up its ass,” Celestia grinned as she continued to stroke her still limp cock. “I want to know your fantasizing about knocking my sister up with that thick cum she seems to talk so much about.”
Stormchaser’s checks flushed and he shuddered slightly at the idea of cumming inside the real Luna’s pussy. With renewed vigor, Stormchaser lined his cock up with the doll’s replicated pussy and slammed deep inside of it. His hand gripped its hips tightly as he thrust his entire length into her, moaning loudly as he watched the doll’s giant tits bounce wildly and its flaccid cock flop about against its stomach.
“Just like that,” Celestia purred as she stroked herself.
Stormchaser did what he could to ignore that Celestia was jerking her cock inches from his face. He continued to moan as he slammed away at the doll. From his experience of being inside Duskcaller and some of the other servants, the interior of the Luna sex doll mimicked the feel of real flesh both inside and out with an almost frightening accuracy. As Stormchaser had rarely used the doll’s pussy, he was surprised to find the inside was lined with small ridges.
He gasped and groaned as he felt a weight on his head and shuddered as he realized that it was Celestia’s balls. While he thrusted, she pushed him forward so that his head hovered over the doll’s. The weight lifted and Stormchaser heard Celestia’s fervored stroking just above him.
“I shouldn't have to tell you what to do,” she moaned. “I know you've practiced it.”
Stormchaser panted heavily against the doll’s face. He shuddered and moaned as its tits were squished against his chest and he could fill whatever they were filled with slosh back and forth in time with his thrusts. He hesitates for a moment before taking a deep breath and shoving his face against the substitute Luna. He did his best to drown out Celestia’s moaning and was sure she was calling him all kinds of derogatory things. Though he knew that it was just a replication of the princess, Stormchaser’s only focus was to vigorously kiss the doll. It was loud and wet as he shoved his tongue into the doll’s oral cavity, and he groaned as he seemed to thrust even harder against the doll.
“I'm sure you're ready to pop,” Celestia purred as she sat behind Stormchaser. “Once you do, you're welcome to use whatever holes you want.”
Stormchaser barely registered what Celestia had said. He groaned and grunted as he continued to thrust against the doll. He moaned loudly as he pulled away from the doll and buried himself in its pussy. Celestia grinned wickedly as she could practically see his balls pulse as Stormchaser began to dump load after load of thick cum into the doll. She shuddered slightly as she watched his cum fill its pussy beyond capacity and the creamy substance explode outward around his cock and cover his thighs and the bed beneath him.
Though she'd expected Stormchaser to withdraw after achieving orgasm and go straight for sodomizing the Luna doll as he'd originally intended, Celestia grinned wickedly as she saw he continued to thrust away at the now sloppy, sticky pussy.
“Now that you've had your fun,” Celestia smirked as she spread Stormchaser's ass cheeks to give her access to his hole. “I'll have mine.”
Stormchaser gasped and groaned as Celestia speared him with her full length. There was only an initial mild discomfort, and although he could feel that Celestia’s cock was only a few inches smaller than Charlotte’s, it was likely because of the residual effects of her potion and some of her cum still inside of him that he was able to take her without much trouble.
Celestia moaned as she slammed away at Stormchaser’s ass. Each thrust shot him forward and buried him balls deep in the doll’s gooey, cum filled pussy. Whenever Celestia pulled back, she would take Stormchaser with her and another glob of cum would squirt onto one of them or the bed.
“I'm sure you know Luna’s favorite stories are about me,” Celestia moaned as she pressed her gigantic, plush tits against Stormchaser’s back. “Especially nasty, disgusting ones.”
“The perverse princess Molestia,” Stormchaser shuddered as he continued to thrust himself between the Luna doll and Celestia.
“Those are the ones,” Celestia moaned as her thrusts became shallower. “Tell her my favorite is when my students all jerk off on me, and then offer themselves to me. That nothing gets me off more then when I'm fucking someone while covered in their cum.”
Stormchaser moaned loudly and shuddered as he envisioned it. He slumped forward and groaned as he came again, filling the doll’s already full pussy with even more cum. All that Stormchaser’s orgasm accomplished was exploding outward and Celestia moaned as she made sure that as much of his cum splashed into her as possible.
“I wouldn't have imagined otherwise, dear sister.”
Stormchaser shot upright and felt his cock begin to deflate as the real Luna stood in his doorway. She stepped forward, the door shutting behind her, as she stripped off her ethereal gown. Her tits bounced and jiggled with each step and Stormchaser moaned softly as he watched her cock swiftly harden to its full length.
She stood over the doll of herself and squatted until her balls rest against its tits. Stormchaser shuddered nervously as he was eye to eye with the princess.
“I shouldn't be surprised you have such a toy storyteller. I suppose I should be even less surprised at the things you do with it,” she purred as she inched her face closer to his. “but then even I wouldn't have guessed you would make out with my likeness.”
Stormchaser’s eyes widened and he moaned loudly as Celestia thrust him forward. In the same instant Luna pressed her lips to Stormchaser’s and smirked as she felt his lips easily part to allow her to taste the inside of his mouth to her liking. Stormchaser simply moaned blissfully as he felt his cock swiftly stiffen. When she pulled away from him, she grinned as a thick strand of drool still connected their lips.
“Continue to fuck my likeness storyteller,” Luna purred as she stood up. Her cock bounced lewdly in front of Stormchaser’s face. “Perhaps after tonight I'll consider allowing you to realize your fantasies.”
Stormchaser simply nodded and panted heavily against Luna’s cock. Celestia’s thrusting allowed Stormchaser to continue thrusting into the doll’s now well used pussy. He moaned throughout and took a deep breath before taking Luna’s cock into his mouth. He gagged and moaned as he slowly choked down inch after inch, still only able to manage eight inches before having to pull away from her cock and coughing for air.
“He still needs practice,” Celestia teased as her cum soaked thighs and balls caused her thrusts to fill the room with the wet sound of flesh against flesh.
“He'll get there,” Luna rolled her eyes as she guided Stormchaser back down on her cock. “He more than makes up for it with his asshole though.”
Stormchaser could only moan as he was taken from both ends by the princesses. He bobbed his head swiftly against Luna’s cock and was sure to only go deep enough that it was only just about to trigger his gag reflex. Beneath him, he shuddered as he hear Celestia moan each time he clenched his ass in an effort to make her cum faster.
Celestia moaned and shuddered as she felt her orgasm approach. She grinned wickedly as she reached around Stormchaser and gripped Luna’s shaft. As Stormchaser bobbed his head on Luna’s cock, Celestia jerked it in time with her thrusts. Luna moaned loudly and clutched Stormchaser's head, silently cursing Celestia for knowing just how to get her close to orgasm quickly.
As Stormchaser continued to thrust against the doll, he shuddered as he felt Celestia suddenly withdraw from his ass. He was even more confused when Luna had pulled him off of her cock. He gasped and moaned softly as his confusion was answered. Behind him, Celestia shuddered as she clutched her cock before it fired globs of thick, gooey cum all over Stormchaser’s back and ass. Likewise, Luna moaned loudly as her cum splattered against Stormchaser’s face and chest. As he was bathed in the princesses’ cum, Stormchaser shuddered and attempt to swallow what he could of Luna’s creamy cum.
The princesses panted and gasped as they stared down at Stormchaser. He shuddered and moaned softly as he felt their combined cum slowly drip down his body. He slowly licked his lips in an attempt to slurp up as much of the thick, milky substance as he could.
“Such a beautiful mess,” Luna purred.
“It's a shame to have to clean it off,” Celestia grinned wickedly as she stood beside her sister.
Stormchaser’s ears perked up at the thought of the princesses licking their cum from his body. As he looked up at them, he sighed heavily as he saw that wouldn't be the case. The princesses had embraced each other in a passionate, incestuous kiss that rivaled how Stormchaser had kissed the sex doll in terms of primitive lust. The princesses’ tits mashed together and giggled as they kissed, and their hand snaked behind the others’ back and were easily able to shove three fingers right up their assholes.
Stormchaser realized a moment too late what their plan was. As the princesses moaned and fingered each other's asses, Stormchaser gagged and sputtered as twin streams of golden, acrid smelling urine cascaded down upon him. Lost in their duel of tongues, the princesses cocks sprayed wildly. Stormchaser did what he could to swallow as little of the salty golden liquid as he could, and shuddered as he saw his golden shower was doing little to rinse off the princesses’ cum.
When the princesses finally finishing peeing on Stormchaser, Celestia couldn't help but giggle behind her hand. Although their piss had rinsed off some of their cum, it had done more to thin the gooey white substance. Luna grinned wickedly as she squatted down in front of Stormchaser until they were eye to eye. Although he was wet, sticky and sure that he smelled a little foul, Stormchaser couldn't help but pant heavily in anticipation of what the princess would do next.
“Somehow, though you were certainly never meant to know before tonight, your stories of my sister have always been almost entirely true,” Luna smirked. “Hopefully you don't think too terribly of me for what we put you through. I'll send someone to clean this proper.”
“Someone with a nice, fat pussy,” She grinned wickedly as she quickly kissed Stormchaser, seeming to be completely unfazed that she was smearing piss and cum on her face. “I suppose you'll need the practice if you're really wanting to be my consort.”
Stormchaser looked on in disbelief as Luna rose. He heard Celestia giggling and mumbling something to Luna as he watched them leave, his eyes transfixed on their plus sized asses and the hefty balls between their legs. Try as he might, Stormchaser was unable to fully register what Luna had said without it causing his brain a great confusion.
With some effort, he pulled himself from the sex doll in Luna’s likeness and stumbled from the puddle of cum and piss that made up his bed. He'd risked knocking over stacks of books or falling into a display of dildos, but Stormchaser finally managed to climb into his personal shower. As he felt the hot water wash over him and rinse him proper, he couldn't help but smile as he looked forward to the next time Luna summoned him.
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