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Risky Business

By CosmicButthole
Created: 2021-07-16 21:31:33
Updated: 2024-12-20 02:47:16
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  1. >Be Anon.
  2. >Senior at Canterlot High.
  3. >Three months away from graduating, having turned 18 two weeks ago.
  4. >You can't wait to leave high school.
  5. >Endless, samey shuffling from class to class.
  6. >Despite all the events and social stuff, you always kept to yourself.
  7. >Instead of hanging out with friends or doing really anything social, you'd almost always stay at home playing video games or reading comic books.
  8. >It's all been the same for the past almost four years.
  9. >You would be lying if you said all that time was well spent.
  10. >You can't help but feel a pang of loneliness whenever heading home and seeing groups of friends laughing and hanging out.
  11. >At least you had Norman, your buddy since middle school.
  12.  
  13. >But he has his own friends, and isn't always available.
  14. >Right now, you're sitting at the table in your house, a bowl of cold cereal staring back at you.
  15. >Your dad already left for work for the day, and your mom was in the other room watching the news.
  16. >It's Monday morning, and the ominous shadow of a week of school looms ahead.
  17. >Staring out the window, you see a couple birds chirping as they flew around the yard.
  18. >Trying not to grow envious of their freedom and happiness, you quickly return your focus to the bowl of cereal you call breakfast.
  19. >Within a few minutes, the cereal was gone and you placed the bowl in the sink.
  20. >Before you could head upstairs to get dressed and head out, you hear your mom call out to you from the living room.
  21. >"Don't forget to dress nicely today, Anon!"
  22. "...Why?" You respond, puzzled.
  23. >"Today's the first day of your job as Principal's Assistant, right?"
  24. >Shoot.
  25. >You completely forgot about that.
  26.  
  27. "...Yeah, that, right." You sheepishly respond.
  28. >"You'll want to make a good impression on your Principal!" Your mom reminded you.
  29. >Nodding along, you head upstairs and quickly get changed into your nicer clothes, ultimately deciding on a black polo and one of your nicer pair of jeans.
  30. >Well, nicer is a relative term.
  31. >All you really owned were T-shirts and jeans apart from one nice jacket from your cousin's wedding last year.
  32. >And you don't need to be seen as THAT guy who shows up to school in a suit and tie.
  33. >While brushing your teeth, your mind wanders on what the Principal's Assistant position entails.
  34. >Surely it would be menial paperwork, like organizing and sorting papers that seem unimportant to you.
  35. >But for an hour every day after school?
  36. >It could get really tedious.
  37. >Plus you would be right in Principal Celestia's direct line of sight, so you need to be extra careful on what you say or do.
  38. >Especially when you're so close to graduating.
  39. >Glancing at the clock, you finish washing up, grab your backpack and head out the door, waving goodbye to your mom almost unintelligibly while half out the door.
  40.  
  41. >You moved into Canterlot four years ago because of your dad's promotion.
  42. >This specific area just outside town was chosen because of its proximity to the school.
  43. >Being only one mile away from Canterlot High, you would save a lot of money on gas.
  44. >Strolling down the sidewalk to school, you plug in your headphones and put on some music to liven up the commute.
  45. >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SDjSajaxxGw
  46. >A few minutes later, you feel your phone buzz, indicating one of two people texted you.
  47. >A quick glance indicated that it was Norman, bringing a slight feeling of relief that it was your mom reminding you of something you forgot at home.
  48. >"Ready for the week, principal's pet?" The text read.
  49. >Smiling to yourself, you divert your attention from the road ahead to respond.
  50. "I sure hope so"
  51. >"So do I! I referred you to the application so if you mess up, it'll make me look bad"
  52. "Norman, you just gave me an application"
  53. >"Yeah, I scouted you."
  54. "Why didn't you apply, if this is such a sensitive job?"
  55. >"I've got more important stuff dude"
  56. >"Plus you don't really have anything else going on"
  57. >Ouch
  58. >The slight emotional wound was soon paired with a more severe physical wound as you walked right into a stop sign while texting.
  59. >After a few moments of dizziness, you rubbed the point of impact on your forehead while looking around to see if anyone else saw.
  60. >Of the other students standing at the crosswalk, only a few turned to see what happened, with the others too busy texting their own friends.
  61. >But their attention was quickly returned to their phone as nothing else came after you hitting your head.
  62. >So that's some good.
  63. >At least your nicer clothes remain undamaged.
  64.  
  65. >As the song ended, you found yourself at the stairway leading to the main hall of Canterlot High.
  66. >Reflecting upon your new position, you couldn't help but wonder how you of all people got picked.
  67. >Surely Twilight was a more worthy choice, as resident model student of Canterlot High.
  68. >But she's almost always doing stuff with her five (or is it six?) other friends.
  69. >Maybe it was a random choice.
  70. >Which doesn't sound like the best way to pick someone working directly with Principal Celestia.
  71. >If that's the case, it's lucky that you got picked.
  72. >"Performance anxiety?" Came a familiar voice from behind you.
  73. >Turning to match the voice with a face, you came to find Norman giving you a smug grin.
  74. "Nah, just mentally preparing my acceptance speech." You reply.
  75. >"I'll say, I've never seen you so dressed up." Norman remarked.
  76. "I figured I should make a good impression." You nonchalantly reply.
  77. >"Well I'm sure you'll do fine. After all, how hard could it be?" He encouraged, patting you on the shoulder.
  78. >Almost immediately after, the first bell of the day rang, indicating five minutes until classes began.
  79. >After saying a quick "see you later" to Norman, you swiftly navigate the hallways infested with freshmen to get your first class of the day: English.
  80. >Ms. Cheerilee gave her usual lessons, where you zoned out to think more about your first day with assisting Principal Celestia.
  81. >You could afford to zone out, maintaining a solid A in the class already.
  82. >The rest of the day went by as usual, eating lunch with Norman with texts conversations sprinkled throughout the day, hidden from your teachers.
  83. >Nothing of any importance was really discussed, upcoming game releases, school gossip and the odd comment from Norman on other female students.
  84. >That was probably Norman's most defining feature: his hunger for coochie.
  85. >Him being more confident than you meant he actually approach the girls he was interested in, but was always shot down.
  86. >His determination was admirable.
  87.  
  88. >Sooner than usual, the final bell rang across Canterlot High, perhaps because of your nervousness on the Principal's Assistant position.
  89. >Reminding yourself that you can't run home now, you gathered your books and fought against the horde of students stampeding out the front doors to reach the Principal's office.
  90. >Steeling your nerve and waiting a moment for the crowd to dissipate before knocking on the door.
  91. >"Come in." Said a distinct voice from the other side of the door.
  92. >Carefully opening the door, you put on the guise of confidence as you met eyes of the reigning figure of Canterlot High.
  93. >Principal Celestia.
  94. >The first thing you noticed about her was the tiredness in her eyes, clearly exhausted from her job.
  95. >Resting her head on her hand, she expression slightly changed upon seeing you.
  96. >Possibly as a reaction to seeing a student more formally dressed than usual.
  97. >After a quick moment of awkward silence, you make your intentions clear.
  98. "I'm here to be your assistant..?" You managed to get out.
  99. >A weight was seemingly taken off of her shoulders at the revelation that her work load has lightened.
  100. >"Thank you for coming, Anonymous." Celestia greeted, directing you to a chair besides the table, where two small baskets were set beside a rather large stack of papers.
  101. >"These are all letters received over the weekend for the school. Your first task is simple: just separate the important letters from the spam." Celestia instructed.
  102. >Nodding along, you quickly got to work focusing on the letters as Celestia returned to her more important work.
  103. >The silence in the room made the work incredibly awkward, occasionally glancing at Principal Celestia to see how she was getting along.
  104. >Every time you stole a quick look, she look just as absorbed in her work as before, growing slightly more exhausted as time went by.
  105. >Wanting to not mess up such a simple job, you put extra effort into ensuring no spam got mixed with the important mail.
  106.  
  107. >"Oh look, it's 3:30." Celestia suddenly spoke up, snapping you out of your trance with the mail.
  108. >Shifting your gaze to the clock above the door, the hands corroborated her statement, indicating that your time here has concluded.
  109. "Ah, right. Well, I've managed to get everything sorted and double checked, so you don't have to worry about unwanted mail." You reassured the Principal.
  110. >"Thank you, Anonymous. It may seem like a small task but such spam becomes incredibly annoying to deal with." Celestia responded.
  111. "So, I'll be here tomorrow?"
  112. >"That's the deal."
  113. "Right, well, see you then!" You bid farewell, grabbing your bookbag and heading for the door.
  114. >"Oh, word of advice?" Celestia piped up before you could escape.
  115. >Not wanting to ignore your Principal, you lean out from behind the door to meet her gaze.
  116. >"You don't have to impress me, Anonymous. Formal wear isn't necessary." She remarked with a slight levity to her words.
  117. "...Right, got it." You responded, slightly embarrassed.
  118. >Navigating the unusually empty hallways gave you time to think.
  119. >Today went well, having established a nice first impression with Principal Celestia.
  120. >With this time of solitude, you checked your phone for the first time in the past hour, finding a ton of notifications from Norman.
  121. >"So how heavy is the homework load?"
  122. >"Anon?"
  123. >"Anon, u there?"
  124. >"ANON"
  125. >"Wait"
  126. >"The Principal's Assistant stuff"
  127. >"Nevermind lol"
  128. >Rolling your eyes, you type your tardy response.
  129. "I LIVE"
  130. >Norman's response was almost immediate.
  131. >"Look, I've got a ton of stuff on my mind, I can't afford to remember EVERYTHING."
  132. "Oh yeah?"
  133. "Such as?"
  134. >"You know how many girls there are in this school?"
  135. >"Important stuff."
  136. "I'm sure."
  137. >"So how's day one as Principal's Pet?"
  138. "Pretty boring, all I did was sort letters."
  139. >"Damn, RIP"
  140. "Hey, I survived, so lighten up."
  141. >Figuring you should be heading home, you walk out the doors and put on some music for the walk home.
  142. >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qe500eIK1oA
  143.  
  144. >Arriving home, the sun was still in the sky as you opened the front door and walked in.
  145. >Your mom was in the kitchen cleaning dishes when the door opened, and turned to greet you as you walked in.
  146. >"How was school today?" She asked, as per usual.
  147. "Eh, it was fine." You responded, as per usual.
  148. >"Well, how did the assistant thing go?"
  149. "Pretty boring, actually. All I really did was sort paperwork."
  150. >"Well I'm sure your Principal appreciated it!"
  151. "Yeah, she did."
  152. >After more idle conversation, you helped prepare spaghetti for dinner, and were in the middle of eating when your dad got home.
  153. "How was work today?" You ask.
  154. >His exhaustion was clear as he responded only with a groan as he sat down to eat as well.
  155. >After that dinner was awkward to get through, but as soon as you got done, you quickly went up to your room to work on your homework.
  156. >Algebra and Chemistry proved to be the most mentally taxing, especially with the sting of Chemistry not being as exciting as portrayed in typical high school media.
  157. >It took about two hours, but you eventually conquered the behemoth of homework and had the rest of the evening to yourself.
  158. >While mindlessly playing through Team Fortress 2, you couldn't help but have your mind wander to your time with Principal Celestia earlier today.
  159. >She's really tall, for one.
  160. >Probably 6 foot 5 inches.
  161. >Could be an excellent sprinter.
  162. >Her hair was nice too...
  163.  
  164. >Snapping you out of your thoughts was another buzz from Norman.
  165. >"Rarity or Sunset Shimmer?"
  166. >Puzzled by such an out of context question, you exit the game to inquire further.
  167. "?" You text back.
  168. >"Is Rarity or Sunset Shimmer hotter"
  169. "Why do you need my thoughts? I bet you've already made up your mind"
  170. >"I need a second opinion"
  171. >Thinking about this for a second, you awkwardly text back after consideration.
  172. "Rarity"
  173. >"IKR"
  174. "I still don't get why you're bringing this up with me."
  175. >"I'm gonna ask Rarity to prom"
  176. >You couldn't help but suddenly burst out with a quick bout of laughter upon receiving the text.
  177. >After getting to an emotional point that allows you to properly respond, you express incredulity at his plan.
  178. "Seriously"
  179. >"Yeah dude! What have I got to lose?"
  180. >Your reputation, for one
  181. >You do admire his bravery in pursuing women.
  182. >But there's a thin line between bravery and stupidity.
  183. >The guy could end up embarrassing himself like this, asking out arguably the hottest girl at school.
  184. "I guess you're right." You text back, deciding to be a good friend.
  185. >"Hell yeah!"
  186. "So when are you gonna ask her?" You inquire further.
  187. >"I don't actually know yet."
  188. >You take a moment to roll your eyes.
  189. "Well anyway, I wish you the best of luck."
  190. >"Thanks man!"
  191. >Looking over, you see the clock reads 11:42.
  192. >Surprised at how fast time flew by, you figured it would be best to get to bed soon and not oversleep on a school night.
  193. >Lest you face the wrath of dad.
  194. >Changing into your pajamas and crawling into bed, you had a few moments of lucidity before drifting off to sleep.
  195. >Curiously, a lot of your thoughts involved Principal Celestia...
  196.  
  197. >The rest of the week went by smoothly and relatively uneventfully.
  198. >Apart from the extra hour after school spent with Principal Celestia, not much really changed.
  199. >Norman still hasn't made his move on Rarity yet.
  200. >As you kind of expected.
  201. >Then again, prom was like two months away, so he had time.
  202. >Unless Rarity found someone else to go with.
  203. >Oh well.
  204. >Friday soon came, along with a sense of liberation.
  205. >You had been zoned out most of the day, Friday fever having compounded your growing Senioritis.
  206. >God you can't wait to leave this place.
  207. >As the bell rang at 2:30, you patiently packed up your bags as you waited for the hallways to clear up enough for you to make your way to Principal Celestia's office.
  208. >Upon arrival you knocked before entering, waiting for her to invite you in.
  209. >Her demeanor softened upon seeing you, as her workload is soon to lighten.
  210. >Taking your usual seat near the table, Celestia wastes no time giving your instructions.
  211. >"I think by now you've proved yourself capable of more than just sorting mail, so today you'll be alphabetizing these packets." She elaborated, motioning to the stack of packets before you.
  212. "Right, got it!" You replied enthusiastically.
  213. >You figured keeping an upbeat attitude would help time go by, and being miserable wouldn't solve anything.
  214. >Celestia smiled gently as she returned to her computer screen to respond to more emails.
  215. >Alphabetizing was much more tedious than sorting, you learned.
  216. >Not wanting to cause trouble further down the line, you timidly speak up for clarification.
  217. "Hey, uh, should I organize these by first name or last name?"
  218. >"Oh, by last name." She replied, briefly glancing over to you.
  219. >Nodding in understanding, you quickly got to alphabetizing the packets.
  220. >There were about 40, and with a bunch of names you've never heard at Canterlot High before.
  221.  
  222. >Every now and again, since you were making decent progress, you felt compelled to glance at your Principal.
  223. >She looks determined and exhausted going through so many emails.
  224. >You can't imagine how stressful her job is.
  225. >Having to maintain a professional appearance in front of so many people.
  226. >She still hasn't noticed you glancing at her.
  227. >But despite this, you couldn't help but have the image of her gentle smile seared into your brain.
  228. >You know, for someone so feared by the student body of Canterlot High.
  229. >She has a lovely smile.
  230. >Wait.
  231. >She's looking at you.
  232. >Oh fuck.
  233. >Did you say that last part out loud.
  234. >Before you could ponder on this further, Celestia quickly turned back to the computer screen.
  235. >...With a slight pink on her cheeks?
  236. >Determined to get through your assigned work, you focused your mind on alphabetizing the packets.
  237. >Within 20 minutes, all 40 of the packets were sorted in order of last name.
  238. >After a moment of awkward pondering on what to do, you speak up.
  239. "Hey, they're, uh, all sorted and ready to go." You state.
  240. >Quickly grabbing her attention, she glances over the packets and nods in approval.
  241. >"Thank you, Anonymous. That's all I had set aside for you today, so you can leave now if you'd like." Celestia replied, more at ease than before.
  242.  
  243. "Are you sure? I don't have anywhere else to be." You reply, trying to be helpful.
  244. >"Not really, unless you'd like to have a conversation with the Superintendent." She replied with a small chuckle.
  245. "Yeah, I think I'll leave that to the professional." You sheepishly reply, eliciting a small smile from Celestia.
  246. >Not long after, she steps away from the computer, rubbing her eyes and sighing deeply.
  247. >She must be done with that particular conversation.
  248. >Wanting to break the ice a bit, you interject at the moment where it would be least intrusive.
  249. "...So, got any plans for the weekend?"
  250. >The Principal turns to you, slightly puzzled.
  251. >"What do you mean?"
  252. "You know, do you have anything special planned this weekend?" You prod further.
  253. >After a moment of reflection, she gives her response.
  254. >"Not particularly, just responding to emails and trying to get a decent night's sleep for once." She replied in a glum tone.
  255. >"...What about you?" She asked after a brief moment of silence.
  256. >Having the spotlight suddenly shift to you, you try to give a solid answer.
  257. "Uh, about the same. I mean in that I don't really have anything going on." You answer.
  258. >"Oh, well at least you'll be getting rest from school." She encouraged, trying to not make you feel so bad.
  259. "Yeah, that's always true." You agree.
  260. >For the briefest moment, your eyes meet, and you can feel your cheeks grow noticeably warmer.
  261. >"Well, it's 3:30." Celestia informed you, and you quickly grabbed your backpack and made for the door.
  262. >Wanting to end the week on a high note, you pause for a moment before leaving.
  263. "Have a nice weekend, Principal Celestia!" You bid farewell before leaving.
  264. >You were too far from the office to notice her smile softly to herself as you left.
  265.  
  266. >The weekend was exactly what you said it would be.
  267. >Apart from the homework you had assigned, all you really did was text Norman and play more Team Fortress 2 and DOOM.
  268. >Can't beat the 90's classics.
  269. >But throughout all of that, you couldn't help but feel like something was missing.
  270. >There was an inescapable feeling of loneliness that haunted you as you browsed WADs.
  271. >Much more noticeable than it usually is.
  272. >When the sun descended below the horizon Saturday evening, your thoughts drifted back to Principal Celestia.
  273. >More than just how lovely her smile is.
  274. >You've seen her body before.
  275. >Good lord, her body.
  276. >She's amazing
  277. >She's easily a D-Cup.
  278. >Her hips and butt fill out her khakis VERY nicely.
  279. >She's 35, right?
  280. >But above all that, you can't tear your mind away from her smile.
  281. >Her gaze is so soft.
  282. >She looks so warm.
  283. >So comforting.
  284. >She's so beautiful.
  285. >Wait.
  286. >Oh no.
  287. >OH NO.
  288. >You have a crush on Principal Celestia.
  289.  
  290. >Lying on your bed with your hands covering your face, your mind races as you contemplate the weight of your revelation.
  291. >Come on, Anon.
  292. >Really?
  293. >REALLY?
  294. >A crush on your PRINCIPAL?
  295. >What are you, a sixth grader?
  296. >Come on, dude.
  297. >There's no way this'll fly.
  298. >She's the PRINCIPAL.
  299. >You're a STUDENT.
  300. >GOD.
  301. >Just, why?
  302. >Why couldn't you go after girls your own age?
  303. >Oh yeah, it's because Principal Celestia's the first girl outside your family to acknowledge the fact that you exist.
  304. >And she's supposed to be nice to you.
  305. >She is
  306. >After all
  307. >The PRINCIPAL
  308. >God, this is pathetic.
  309. >...
  310. >...Well, one can dream, right?
  311. >You noticed the more you think about your Principal, the tighter your pajama pants felt.
  312. >...Yeah, one CAN dream.
  313. >After ensuring privacy, you...
  314. >...'got to work'.
  315.  
  316. >You were woken up Sunday morning at 10:21 by a text from Norman.
  317. >Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you open your phone to see the text.
  318. >"I'VE GOT IT"
  319. "You've got what, chlamydia?" You groggily respond.
  320. >"No dumbass, a plan to go to prom with Rarity!"
  321. >You roll your eyes.
  322. "Let's hear it, Moriarty."
  323. >"Double date!"
  324. >Huh?
  325. "Huh?"
  326. >"I could pitch a double date to Rarity, and you could go with one of her friends!"
  327. >"That way she'll be more likely to accept!"
  328. "Seems like you've been doing a lot of preparing."
  329. >"Hell yeah! This is the last prom of our lives! I wanna make it count!"
  330. >You thought about trying to shoot down his plan some more.
  331. >But then you thought: why?
  332. >He deserves to be happy, and at least he's brave enough to pursue the girl he likes.
  333. >And at least the girl he likes is his age.
  334. >Plus he's basically offering you a possible date too.
  335. >He's trying, and he's a good friend.
  336. "Go for it, man! I'm rooting for you!" You reply enthusiastically.
  337. >"Thanks dude!"
  338. >"Do you want to put in a request?"
  339. >That gave you pause for thought.
  340. >You're pretty sure Twilight is dating Flash Sentry, so she's out.
  341. >Rainbow Dash is at least 20 times more athletic than you, so she's unlikely to say yes.
  342. >Same could be said for Applejack, but at least she's less intense.
  343. >Pinkie Pie's nice, but she can be WAY too hyper.
  344. >Sunset..?
  345. >Nah, too risky.
  346. >That left one option.
  347. "Maybe you could ask for Fluttershy?"
  348.  
  349. >"Sure, man!" Norman happily responds.
  350. >"And good choice btw! Fluttershy's a cute girl, and you two would be good for each other."
  351. "Thanks man, I really hope this works out for you." You reassure.
  352. >He stopped responding after that, most likely to eat breakfast and shower.
  353. >You know how much he likes to sleep in.
  354. >Speaking of which, you should get out of bed too.
  355. >After a refreshing shower and dressing casually for the Sunday ahead, you step downstairs to find your parents in the living room watching the news.
  356. >Apparently some scientist in Furo City got put in a coma by a haywire bolt of energy from one of their experiments.
  357. >There was also clips from a press conference on AllenTech's plans for a robot police force.
  358. >Typical depressing stuff.
  359. >Turning your attention to a more present matter, you made your way to the kitchen to treat yourself to frozen waffles.
  360. >After a minute and a half of microwaving and a hearty helping of syrup, your gaze was met with the breakfast of champions.
  361. >Unfortunately, the waffles disappeared into your stomach in less time than it took to prepare them.
  362. >The cost of good food.
  363. >After brushing your teeth, your mom announces the plans for the day.
  364. >"Since you're not doing anything today, would you mind helping me with grocery shopping?" She inquires.
  365. >You of course agree, after all you're living under their roof.
  366. >"Well, you two have fun, I'll be working on fixing the leaking oil in the car." Your dad says as he sits up from his armchair, preparing to get to work.
  367. >About an hour later, your mom was driving you to the local S-Mart for the aforementioned shopping.
  368. >You were in charge of holding the list and ensuring everything you needed was obtained.
  369. >Glamorous stuff.
  370. >As soon as you entered, you could hear employees chipperly recite the store slogan:
  371. >"Shop smart, shop S-Mart!"
  372.  
  373. >Shopping was...
  374. >Well, shopping.
  375. >You've helped with it plenty of times before, and today was really no different.
  376. >Bread, milk, eggs, you get the drill.
  377. >But when turning the aisle, you nearly have a heart attack to find Principal Celestia shopping as well.
  378. >The first thing you noticed was how strange it was to see her so casually dressed.
  379. >She was wearing a long, farmer's market style sun dress with a basic tank top.
  380. >In stark contrast to her formal, button-up attire you're used to.
  381. >She looks really pretty.
  382. >She's looking through the produce as you notice her, so thankfully she doesn't notice you.
  383. >Your mom did, however, and you narrowly escape an atmosphere so awkward you could choke on it by volunteering to continue looking for groceries as they talked.
  384. >Keeping an ear out while pretending to look busy, their conversation was pretty low-key.
  385. >Mainly on how you've been as the Principal's assistant.
  386. >You were partially relieved to hear Celestia commend your abilities, remarking that you were a rather helpful worker.
  387. >Thank goodness you weren't overstepping any boundaries or making things weird.
  388. >Like on Friday.
  389. >To not look suspicious, you move throughout the aisle while trying to stay in earshot.
  390. >At the end of the aisle, an ad for a protein shake caught your eye.
  391. >Particularly the man used to promote the drink.
  392. >Looking at him made you feel rather self-conscious.
  393. >He's confident, attractive, clean
  394. >And most importantly.
  395. >In Principal Celestia's age range.
  396. >You heave a defeated sigh to yourself.
  397. >Celestia's probably dating someone in her off-time.
  398. >It's not like it's any of your business, prying into her personal life.
  399. >"Did you get lost, Anon?"
  400. >Your mom's voice snaps you out of your self-pity, turning around to face her.
  401.  
  402. "Oh, no, just double-checking the list to make sure we got everything." You cover up.
  403. >"You know, your Principal says you're doing a great job as assistant! You should be proud!" Your mom beamed.
  404. >You smile in response, trying to not blush at the praise.
  405. "Well, I've got high standards, is all." You reply, trying to remain humble.
  406. >"Well, you better keep it up!" Your mom reminded you.
  407. >Nodding along, you make sure that every item on the list has been obtained, and make your way to checkout.
  408. >As you place the groceries on the small conveyor belt, you subtly glance around to catch one last glimpse of Principal Celestia.
  409. >To no avail.
  410. >Slightly disappointed, you helped load up the groceries and head back home.
  411. >Upon getting back, you find your dad still in the garage, but sitting by his car while wiping his head with a rag.
  412. "How's it coming?" You ask, initiating conversation.
  413. >"Oh, it's nearly done. Real bitch to deal with, but we're almost there." Your dad replied, dead tired and covered in car oil.
  414. "Is there anything I can do to help?"
  415. >"Not really, but thanks for asking."
  416. "Well, let me know if there's anything you've got in mind for me." You offer before heading back up to your room.
  417. >After a few moments of quiet reflection, you decide to text back Norman.
  418. "Any progress on the prom plan?"
  419. >After about ten minutes, he finally texted back.
  420. >"Not yet, but I'm gonna ask Rarity soon."
  421. "Gonna ask this week?"
  422. >"Maybe, it depends."
  423. "Depends on what?"
  424. >"The stars"
  425. ":/"
  426. >"I'll know when it's time to pounce!"
  427. "Alright man, I'm rooting for you, dude"
  428. >He stopped responding after that.
  429. >Must be with his other friends.
  430. >Oh well.
  431. >After more WAD browsing, you ponder to yourself on how to possibly get closer to Principal Celestia.
  432. >She likes Twilight, but she's practically valedictorian, and there's no way you're getting that three months before graduation.
  433. >...She's always tired when you come in.
  434. >...Maybe she's hungry?
  435. >Yeah, that's a good idea!
  436. >She'll appreciate that!
  437.  
  438. >...But what?
  439. >What would she like to eat?
  440. >Obviously nothing too sugary.
  441. >The school lunches at Canterlot High are surprisingly palatable, especially when compared to other public schools.
  442. >So you don't have to risk offending her with the usual sludge on a platter.
  443. >No salads, either.
  444. >Could easily be seen as passive-aggressive or patronizing.
  445. >How about...
  446. >An apple?
  447. >Fresh from Sweet Apple Acres.
  448. >That's where Applejack lives, right?
  449. >Nonetheless, your plan was set.
  450. >Ready to get a jump on your next appointment with Principal Celestia, you get to bed early that night.
  451. >...She looked really pretty in that dress.
  452. >She looked so much more relaxed too.
  453. >It was almost cathartic to see her in a nice mood.
  454. >With your Principal haunting your thoughts, you drift off to sleep.
  455.  
  456. >You wasted no time getting to school the following morning.
  457. >Get dressed, eat breakfast, brush teeth, out the door.
  458. >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R_TbF5m5KpU
  459. >Norman got to Canterlot High later than usual, leaving you two with time enough only for a knowing nod before the first bell of the day rang.
  460. >English, P.E., Chemistry, Lunch, Algebra, American History, end bell.
  461. >The same schedule as the rest of the year.
  462. >You were sure of it.
  463. >At lunch, you waited in the line longer than usual to snag an apple for your master plan.
  464. >...and waited.
  465. >...and waited.
  466. >Good lord, there's only so many options, can you Freshmen hurry up?
  467. >It took forever, partially because of your nerves, but you were able to obtain the apple.
  468. >With a smile from Granny Smith, you paid for the apple and took your usual set with Norman.
  469. >"Huh, on a diet now?" he remarked.
  470. "Nah, not really" You bluntly reply, still partially distracted.
  471. >"...Then if you're not eating it, what's it for?"
  472. "That's classified information."
  473. >After a brief pause, Norman's face lights up with a sinister grin.
  474. >"FOOD FI-"
  475. >You quickly cover his mouth with your hand, while frantically looking around to see if anyone else noticed.
  476. >Of course, a good amount of heads turned towards you.
  477. "Ignore him, he's just being stupid." You said, trying to dissipate the situation.
  478. >Feeling the pins of dozens of eyes focused on you, they all eventually get back to eating, realizing nothing more was happening.
  479. >After you regained trust in Norman, you uncover his mouth and give him a stern look.
  480. >"...So it wasn't that, either."
  481. "Nope."
  482. >"You're not gonna tell me, are you?"
  483. "Nope."
  484. >"That's fair."
  485.  
  486. >The final bell finally rings at 2:30
  487. >To your relief.
  488. >Once Canterlot High was essentially empty, you made your way to Principal Celestia's office.
  489. >You knocked on the door, heard the familiar "Come in", and carefully entered the room.
  490. >Principal Celestia was seated in her usual chair, staring at the usual screen in the usual defeated demeanor.
  491. >But upon seeing you, her gaze softened, and a slight smile graced her lips.
  492. >"Good afternoon, Anonymous." She greeted.
  493. "Good afternoon, Principal Celestia." You happily replied, taking your usual seat.
  494. "So what's on the agenda today?" You inquire.
  495. >"Oh, nothing too taxing. Just more paperwork that needs sorting."
  496. >Upon hearing this, you notice another sizeable stack of paperwork before you.
  497. >"This should be more simple, just sort the packets with cover letters from the ones without."
  498. "Right, got it."
  499. >As she said it would be, this was simple.
  500. >You didn't know what these packets were for, but that really wasn't your business.
  501. >Once you found a good pausing point in your work, you summoned the courage to grab the apple from your backpack and place it on the desk.
  502. >...And nudge it closer to Principal Celestia.
  503. >This grabbed her attention, and a puzzled expression covered her face.
  504. >"What's this about?" She asked, and this slight interrogation buckled your foundations.
  505. "Well, I just figured you'd be kind of hungry after such a long day." You manage to stammer out, praying your face isn't currently beet red.
  506. >After hearing this, she relaxed her posture and a cute giggle escaped her lips.
  507. >If your face wasn't red already, it surely is now.
  508. >"Thank you, Anonymous, it's very thoughtful." Principal Celestia said, smiling warmly.
  509. >After a brief moment of warmth, both of you are reminded of why you're here, and return to your work.
  510. "Oh, you can call me Anon, if you want." You suddenly speak up.
  511.  
  512. >A small chuckle is elicited.
  513. >"Well then Anon, you can call me Celestia." she happily replied.
  514. >Uh.
  515. >Okay.
  516. >Try to not overthink this.
  517. >Try to not overthink this.
  518. >Try to not overthink this.
  519. >...
  520. >...Too late.
  521. >Feeling your chest tighten slightly, you return your focus to the stack of papers she had assigned you.
  522. >So monotonous.
  523. >So samey.
  524. >So boring.
  525. >You'd much rather be staring at Principal Celestia.
  526. >NO.
  527. >STAY FOCUSED.
  528. >Focusing your entire being on the paperwork before you, it soon was completed, and you sit back and heave a sigh of relief.
  529. >The silence was broken sooner than usual with Celestia eating the apple you so graciously gifted her.
  530. >Looks like it was a good idea, as she seems much more refreshed now.
  531. >Note to Self: Thank Applejack for her family's apples in the future.
  532. >Within a few minutes the apple was shaved down to its core, almost picked clean.
  533. >She must have been really hungry.
  534. >"Thank you again for this, Anon. It was very thoughtful of you." She remarked.
  535. "Oh, it was no trouble at all." You reassured.
  536. "I just felt you needed sustenance more than other students here."
  537. >Her gaze lingers slightly longer than usual.
  538. >You notice you've been smiling for the past few minutes.
  539. >"Next time you can feel free to bring an apple for yourself. I feel it's rather awkward to be the only one in the room eating." Celestia suggested.
  540. >The growl originating from your stomach seconded that claim.
  541. >"Well, it's 3:30, so you can go home now." Celestia noted.
  542. >Picking up your bag, you stretched and groaned in exhaustion.
  543. "Have a nice evening, Celestia!" You bid farewell.
  544. >Before you left, you could hear her respond.
  545. >"Have a nice evening, Anon."
  546.  
  547. >Tuesday.
  548. >School is the same.
  549. >Norman still hasn't asked Rarity out.
  550. >The only notable difference is the amount of apples obtained from the nice lunch lady.
  551. >Now it's doubled.
  552. >You could stand to eat healthier anyway.
  553. >To be fair, soda and candy pair better with Team Fortress 2 than fruits and vegetables.
  554. >The day faded by, without another stunt from Norman to deal with.
  555. >All you were looking forward to was another meeting with Principal Celestia.
  556. >Sure enough, that time came around.
  557. >As you entered her office, there was a new aura about the room.
  558. >It seemed more tense.
  559. >But why?
  560. >"Good afternoon, Anon." Celestia greeted in her welcoming manner.
  561. "Good afternoon, Pri- Celestia." You quickly correct yourself.
  562. "What have we got to do today?" You ask while procuring the two apples.
  563. >"Fortunately today has been light in terms of work, so you might be able to leave sooner than 3:30." Celestia described, causing a slight sinking feeling in your heart.
  564. >You only get an hour a day with her, and you want to make good use of it.
  565. "...Maybe we could get to know each other better?"
  566. >Surprised by the idea, she mulled over the idea before responding.
  567. >"Sure, that would help these appointments go a bit smoother." Celestia agreed.
  568. >Were these meetings not going well?
  569. >No, don't overthink it.
  570. >More paperwork sorting, yay.
  571. >But as she established before, there was less work to plow through than usual.
  572. >The two of you quietly worked while eating the apples.
  573. >Man, these are good apples.
  574. >She seemed to have finished soon after you, and a moment of silence was held.
  575. >Tension was building.
  576. >Both of you wanted to say something to break the silence, but weren't sure what to say.
  577. >Suddenly, Celestia spoke up.
  578. >"Do you want to stop by the Cafeteria?"
  579.  
  580. "Yeah, sure." You accept, curious as to where this could go.
  581. >Stretching as she got up, you drank in the sight of her pronounced chest as she did so.
  582. >Yeah, she's a D-Cup.
  583. >Sensing opportunity, you beat her to the door to hold it open for her.
  584. "Quite the gentleman." She remarked slyly as she passed through.
  585. >M'Lady.
  586. >The school felt rather eerie without the commotion of students chatting amongst themselves.
  587. >More so now that you're with the Principal.
  588. >It didn't take long at all to reach the Cafeteria.
  589. >You've been attending Canterlot High for almost four years, and she's been working here for surely longer.
  590. >The Cafeteria was much more empty than usual, with the tables stored away for the night.
  591. >You never realized how big the Cafeteria really was until now.
  592. "Well, here we are." You remarked, in a poor attempt to initiate conversation.
  593. >"Indeed we are." Celestia responded, sitting by the window and greatly relaxing her posture.
  594. >Trying to not push your luck, you remained standing a few feet away.
  595. "So...why come here?" You ask.
  596. >"I come here every now and again when I'm not too busy. Sometimes I feel like I'm choking in that room." Celestia elaborated, her eyes closed in rest.
  597. >"Besides, I can't just leave a student alone in my office. That would reflect very poorly on me, to say the least." She remarked with small laughter at the thought.
  598. >Nodding along, you certainly didn't want to stumble upon anything confidential.
  599. >Or lewd.
  600. >You never know.
  601. >"What are your hobbies, Anon?"
  602. "Huh?"
  603. >"You know, what do you like to do in your free time?"
  604. >With the spotlight on you, you suddenly felt slight shame at your lame interests.
  605. "Well, I enjoy reading in my free time." You meekly answer.
  606. >"Oh, like what?"
  607. >Shit.
  608. "Well...they're more of...graphic novels."
  609. >Her expression hasn't changed.
  610. "You know, stuff like...Superman."
  611. >A slight chuckle escapes her lips.
  612. >"That's it?"
  613.  
  614. "What do you mean?"
  615. >"Anon, I've dealt with students who collect knives in their free. I'm not going to be put off by superhero comics." She giggled slightly.
  616. >You blush slightly.
  617. "I just thought it was kind of embarrassing."
  618. >"Why?"
  619. >That made you pause to think.
  620. >It feels strange to have to actually answer that question.
  621. "Well...it's because...I don't know, it's lame?" You ask, almost seeking affirmation.
  622. >She chortles at the thought.
  623. >"That's irrelevant, Anon. As long as you enjoy doing something and you're not hurting anyone, there's no reason to be concerned about how others perceive your interests."
  624. >Shoot, that's a good point.
  625. "Yeah, I guess so." You sheepishly reply.
  626. >Her face holds a smug grin, knowing she won that debate.
  627. "What about you?"
  628. >The grin vanished, and she grew to think for a moment."
  629. >"Hmmm, I don't actually know." She bluntly responded.
  630. "What? Don't you do stuff in your free time?"
  631. >She heaved a heavy sigh.
  632. >"What little free time I get is spent trying to rest. I do enjoy this job but it can be incredibly taxing." She sighed, rubbing her temples.
  633. >Deciding to be a little braver, you sat down about two feet away from her.
  634. >"I feel so tired almost all the time, I'm either working or resting." She went on.
  635. >You didn't know whether or not you should give her an encouraging shoulder pat.
  636. >"My sister doesn't struggle with this balance, lucky her. But her job does involve dealing with Canterlot's troublemakers."
  637. >Oh yeah, Vice Principal Luna.
  638. >Perhaps the one staff member more feared at Canterlot High than Principal Celestia.
  639. >If you got sent to see her, you fucked up.
  640.  
  641. >"But I'm the face of the school, I have keep up appearances and stay attentive when meeting with parents or the Superintendent or other people."
  642. >"It's so exhausting." She finished, slumping against the wall.
  643. >Poor thing.
  644. >You wish you could help somehow.
  645. >Suddenly, your mouth outran your brain.
  646. "Do you want a hug?"
  647. >FUCK
  648. >FUCKING FUCK
  649. >WHY DID YOU JUST SAY THAT
  650. >Your mind raced, but was suddenly halted by her response.
  651. >"Yes."
  652. >Suddenly the two of you froze, realizing what you just said.
  653. >Your heart is threatening to burst out of your chest.
  654. >Your face is surely reaching boiling temperatures.
  655. >But she said yes.
  656. >And you're committed.
  657. >Slowly, you close the gap between you and your Principal, and almost surgically wrap your arms around her waist.
  658. >She carefully wrapped her arms around your torso, and upon establishing the situation, you two sunk into each other's arms.
  659. >Celestia's head rested on your shoulder, and your chin rested on hers.
  660. >Your grip around her waist gradually tightened, and her grip matched yours.
  661. >You sank your face into your shoulder, taking in the moment.
  662. >Her hair smells lovely.
  663. >She's so lovely.
  664. >There was complete silence in the cafeteria, with the slight shuffling of you two being the only source of sound.
  665. >With her, it was just right.
  666. >This is bliss.
  667. >After a couple minutes of tight hugging, your knees began to cramp due to the unorthodox position, and you tried to pull away to alleviate this soreness.
  668. >But Celestia kept holding you.
  669. >Her head was buried in your chest, and you could feel a couple tears slightly soaking your shirt.
  670. >Soon after, she rose from her position and wiped her face to hide her tears, regaining composure.
  671.  
  672. >A warm smile decorated her beautiful face, and you couldn't help but smile too.
  673. >Nothing needed to be said.
  674. >Celestia and you sat in silence, comforted by the other's presence.
  675. >After a moment, you decided to speak up.
  676. "Lucky me, getting picked for the assistant position." You spoke up, getting her attention.
  677. >"Indeed, you've been a great help getting through all the tedious sorting." She agreed.
  678. "And lucky you, not ending up with some delinquent." You added on.
  679. >"Oh, of course. Wouldn't want to end up with some punk who tries to start a food fight." Celestia chirped with a grin.
  680. "Okay, first of all, that wasn't me!" You quickly defended, causing her to burst out laughing.
  681. >Her laugh is almost angelic, so joyous and full of energy.
  682. >You don't think you've ever seen her so lively before.
  683. >"You'd be complicit!" She managed to get out between giggle fits.
  684. "But that's not fair! I don't control Norman!" You kept going.
  685. >You couldn't prevent a smile spreading across your face as well, looking back on the memory with humor.
  686. >"But imagine if there WAS a food fight! Imagine the chaos!"
  687. >"Little old me would have to explain to the Superintendent how our respected cafeteria suddenly turned into a war zone." She went on, with fake pity.
  688. >You laugh at her little monologue.
  689. >"I could have lost my job!" She threw her hands up for dramatic flair.
  690. "And that's more important than students getting injured?" You tease.
  691. >"Why, yes it is." She giggled
  692. >Which was only encouraged by the incredulous look on your face.
  693. >"I have bills to pay! They don't!" She defended, still in a slight giggle fit.
  694. >But her mood was soon dramatically shifted upon noticing the clock.
  695. >3:41
  696. >Shoot
  697. >"You better get going home, Anon. I'm sorry for keeping you so long." Celestia said after regaining her composure.
  698. "Oh, it's no trouble! I'll just tell my parents I had more work than usual." You reassured, grabbing your backpack and heading for the doors.
  699. >"Wait!" You hear her call from across the room.
  700.  
  701. >As soon as her voice reaches your ears, you spin on your heel to face her one last time for the day.
  702. >Her cheeks are decorated in a light pink tint as she looks upon you.
  703. >"...Thank you"
  704. >You couldn't stop a smile from spreading across your face.
  705. "Of course, Celestia."
  706. >With one last good look at her for the day, you burst out of Canterlot High's front doors and bolted home.
  707. >Needing music to accompany your racing heart and mind, you put your earplugs in and put on some tunes.
  708. >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O2lzmpEs29M
  709. >You seemed to notice the natural beauty of the landscape more than usual on your jog home.
  710. >The sky was colored in a beautiful array of hues.
  711. >Blue, purple, orange all mixed together.
  712. >There was an extra energy in your step, and you almost felt like skipping home.
  713. >Almost.
  714. >The town streets were less busy this time of day, with only a few cars passing you by.
  715. >Most of the stores close soon, and everyone else is getting home to their families.
  716. >In no time, you arrived at your front door.
  717. >Only upon walking through the door did you realize how exhausting your run was.
  718. >Your forehead was seemingly suddenly coated in sweat, and your lungs were protesting the exertion.
  719. >"Long day, huh?" Your dad called from the dinner table.
  720. "Oh yeah, just more sorting paperwork." You partially lie.
  721. "Some days I have less, some days I have more. It's pretty out of my control."
  722. >"Yeah, that'll happen." He nods along, turning his attention back to the noodles prepared for dinner.
  723. >You should probably eat too.
  724. >Filling up an empty bowl with a hearty helping of noodles, you sat down at your usual spot at the table to dig in.
  725. >Your mom took notice of your elevated mood.
  726. >"Looks like it was still a good day for you." She remarked.
  727. >Your mouth was stuffed with noodles, and you took the time while chewing and swallowing to come up with an appropriate response.
  728. "Yeah, I got to hang out with some of Norman's friends today during lunch."
  729.  
  730. >"That's great! I'm glad you're still making friends." Your mom replied chipperly.
  731. >Your dad nodded along, too invested in his noodles to give a proper addition to the conversation.
  732. "Yeah, I'm glad too." You nod along.
  733. >The noodles were really good.
  734. >Cooked with garlic and olive oil, with a special kind of family-made tomato sauce.
  735. >Again, the meal was disappointingly short as you couldn't prevent your appetite from savoring the meal.
  736. >Gone within minutes.
  737. >And with no room for seconds, either.
  738. >Damn you, stomach.
  739. >After having cleaned up a bit and rinsing out your bowl, you again dismiss yourself and ascend to your room on the second floor of your house.
  740. >As soon as you entered your room, you flopped down on your bed.
  741. >Looking up at the ceiling, you had only one thing on your mind.
  742. >Principal Celestia.
  743. >She's so beautiful.
  744. >Her eyes, her hair, her body, her smile.
  745. >Everything about her was perfect.
  746. >And she trusts you.
  747. >She trusts you enough to hug you.
  748. >This isn't just simple manners when dealing with a student.
  749. >Surely you're a close friend to her.
  750. >Maybe even...
  751. >...No.
  752. >Not romantic interest.
  753. >That's still too farfetched.
  754. >You're significantly younger than her, let alone you being a student of hers.
  755. >Maybe, MAYBE there was a slight chance of pursuing her once you graduated.
  756. >...But you shouldn't count on it.
  757. >The more you tried to hide from your feelings for your Principal, the more present they became.
  758. >Almost as if to taunt you with a love that could never be.
  759. >If only she was a fellow student.
  760. >If only you were a similarly-aged adult.
  761. >If only, if only, if only.
  762. >...You really hope Norman's plan works.
  763. >Not just because he deserves a success for once in his romantic pursuits, but also because a date with Fluttershy could be what you need to snap out of this lovesickness.
  764. >She's cute, and she's the same age as you.
  765. >A bit timid, but that's no dealbreaker.
  766. >It wasn't until much later that you drifted off to sleep.
  767.  
  768. >Wednesday.
  769. >Today was a drag.
  770. >Every class felt twice as long.
  771. >Ms. Cheerilee's droning was extra tedious.
  772. >P.E. was more physically taxing than before.
  773. >Algebra was even more convoluted and difficult to follow.
  774. >Your only respite was lunch, where you went through your new routine of getting two apples for later today.
  775. >It's only apples, so it didn't raise any suspicion in the few people who noticed.
  776. >The Cafeteria, despite its usual raucous sounds, faded into the background as you sank into your thoughts.
  777. >Norman didn't show up today, meaning you had to suffer the shame of sitting alone at lunch.
  778. >You couldn't help but gaze enviously at tables full of other students laughing and joking around with each other.
  779. >The school's athletics team The Wonderbolts, the science nerds, the theater kids, and the more wealthy students.
  780. >All segregated to their own social circles, but perfectly happy.
  781. >Man, you need more friends.
  782. >Norman can't be relied on to always be here for you to lean on in place of an actual social life.
  783. >But you're only a few months until your years of public school became an object of your past.
  784. >...At least there's college.
  785. >Lacking an appetite, you eat about two thirds of your packed lunch before heading off to your next class.
  786. >The drag continued as you maintained a zombie-like composure throughout the day.
  787. >All you could think about was Principal Celestia.
  788. >And the inevitable heartbreak following her stating that she saw you only as a close friend.
  789. >Your eyes were glued to the clock, and remained there even after the final bell rang.
  790. >Summoning the willpower to face her once more, you collected your books and made your way to Celestia's office.
  791. >Upon entering, an awkward silence haunted the room.
  792. >Celestia seemed to be actively trying to focus on the contents of her computer screen.
  793. >"Good afternoon, Anon." She greeted as you sat down.
  794. "Good afternoon, Celestia." You replied, trying to relieve the tension in the room.
  795.  
  796. "How was your day today?" You asked, trying to break the ice.
  797. >"Oh, tiring and tedious, so same as usual." She replied with an exhausted smile.
  798. "Yeah, I know what that's like." You reply, trying to empathize.
  799. >"How about you?"
  800. "My day was super long. Felt like everything was trapped in slow motion." You sighed.
  801. >"Well, misery loves company." She replied warmly.
  802. >Feeling more refreshed, you sat up straight and took on an attentive demeanor.
  803. "What's to do today?"
  804. >"It'll be more than yesterday, that's for certain." Celestia replied, a slight note of disappointment in her voice.
  805. >"You'll be sorting more papers, but letters from Crystal Prep go in the basket on the right, and letters from the school district go in the basket to the left." She instructed.
  806. >The stack of papers prepared for you was more intimidating than ever before.
  807. >How much mail could Crystal Prep be sending?
  808. >They should get a hobby or something.
  809. >Sorting quickly became monotonous.
  810. >All the letters look so similar it was easy for you to misplace a letter from Crystal Prep, and you don't want to cause any miscommunication further down the line.
  811. >Celestia seemed especially frustrated today, although the cause seemed to originate from her email account.
  812. >Her eyes conveyed great anger at the computer screen, and her long-nailed fingers were either gripping the desk or clinging to her head.
  813. >Her hair was in disarray as well.
  814. >You best not bother her.
  815. >Work was coming along steadily until you were snapped out of your near-death trance by a sudden and loud groan from Celestia.
  816. "What's wrong? Maybe I can help." You offer, trying to relieve her existing stress.
  817. >"Stupid computer won't let me send this message, keeps saying it's the wrong format." She responded bluntly, her eyes still glued to the screen as if staring it down.
  818. "Oh, that should be an easy fix." You pipe up, moving over to the computer.
  819. "Do you mind if I take control for a second?" You ask, answered by a defeated nod from Celestia.
  820.  
  821. >The message looks like a response to some kind of formal invitation.
  822. >It's currently in .docx format and the submission box requires .pdf format.
  823. >Simple.
  824. >All you had to do was go to a semi-shady conversion website.
  825. >The pop-up ads were especially persistent.
  826. >And the computer was dreadfully slow.
  827. >Granted, you're comparing it to your personal rig back home, so it may be unfair.
  828. >Mere seconds later, you downloaded the file in .pdf format and looked to Celestia.
  829. "See? Simple." You beamed, taking pride in your work.
  830. >She sighed and leaned back in her chair.
  831. >"Of course it's simple." She groaned, rubbing her eyes.
  832. "Hey, don't worry, I'm more... technologically inclined than most people." You offer, trying to mend her wounded ego.
  833. >For the briefest moment, your hand grazes hers as you return to your seat, causing both you and Celestia to suddenly jerk your hand away, slightly flustered.
  834. >Clearing your throat, you direct her back to the initial page, allowing her to finish the task that plagued her so.
  835. >Once it was finally submitted successfully, Celestia heaved a heavy sigh of relief and looked over to you with a grateful expression.
  836. >"Thank you, Anon. I don't know how much time I would have spent wrestling with that." She thanked.
  837. "Oh, it's no trouble. After all, that's why I'm here." You reply pridefully.
  838. >And then something happened.
  839. >Something almost ethereal.
  840. >Your gazes met, and you felt magnetically attracted to her gaze.
  841. >The expressions of both you and your Principal slowly fell to a dream-like haze.
  842. >As if possessed by a high power, you unconsciously moved closer to her.
  843. >You could tell her breathing had become more labored, almost shivering in anticipation.
  844. >The closer you got to Principal Celestia, the more her pale cheeks took on a rosy pink color.
  845. >You're confident you had it worse.
  846. >Before you knew it, you and your Principal were a breath's distance apart.
  847. >She closed her eyes, moved even closer.
  848. >You followed her lead.
  849. >And you kissed her.
  850.  
  851. >Your eyes were still open throughout.
  852. >You were in complete shock.
  853. >Frozen in time.
  854. >Your lips locked with Celestia's.
  855. >Her eyes were gently closed, taking in the moment.
  856. >You noticed your breathing was much more shallow.
  857. >She slowly rested her hand on your right cheek.
  858. >Is this really happening?
  859. >...Her lipstick tastes really nice.
  860. >And her lips are really soft...
  861. >Slowly Celestia's eyes opened, and then realized what she was doing.
  862. >Her eyes suddenly shot open and backed away frantically, almost horrified of what she's done.
  863. >Silence filled the room, neither of you knowing what to say.
  864. >Eventually, your Principal broke the silence.
  865. >"...You can head home now."
  866. "But I still haven't finished the-"
  867. >"Please, I just need to be alone." She cut you off, looking away.
  868. >Best not argue further.
  869. >Regaining control of your limbs, you gather your books and head for the door.
  870. "Have a nice evening..?" You say before leaving, trying to lift the mood a bit.
  871. >Celestia didn't respond, and had her head down on your desk.
  872. >Left alone with your thoughts, you trudge through the empty hallways on your journey home.
  873. >Your fingers gently graze your lips, trying to recapture the moment you shared with your Principal.
  874. >...
  875. >...
  876. >...You're so filled with conflicting thoughts.
  877. >You did it.
  878. >You kissed Principal Celestia.
  879. >She even went for it.
  880. >But what happened back there?
  881. >Why did she want to kiss you?
  882. >You've only spent a week and a half with her?
  883. >Even in your most hopeful fantasies, you never imagined it would happen so soon.
  884. >Opening the doors, you're greeted with the sight of Canterlot at 3:02.
  885. >No music accompanies you as you walk home.
  886.  
  887. >You walk slower than usual.
  888. >You were in no hurry, you weren't expected home for another half hour.
  889. >You patted the pocket containing your wallet, which contained your driver's license and what few dollars you could happen upon.
  890. >The wallet contained... $20, maybe?
  891. >Fuck it, you deserve a snack.
  892. >Making a slight detour, you head into town and stop by the student body's preferred after-school hangout spot.
  893. >Sugarcube Corner.
  894. >The local go-to spot for sweets and other baked confectioneries.
  895. >It was easy to find.
  896. >The various shades of pink decorating the building made it stand out against its more mundane neighbors.
  897. >As it was located in the center of the town of Canterlot, you had to make your way through a good amount of passerby to make it to your destination.
  898. >Crossing the street, you walked through the doors and are immediately assaulted with various sweet and sugary scents.
  899. >You're almost pushed back by the scents.
  900. >As usual, it's crowded.
  901. >Waiting in line, the noisy decorations provided adequate distraction from your lip-lock session with Principal Celestia.
  902. >"Welcome to Sugarcube Corner? What would you like today?" Mrs. Cake asked you once you reached the register.
  903. "Hm, how about a chocolate milkshake?"
  904. >"Sure thing! That'll be $2.50." She replied chipperly.
  905. >You nodded and handed over the $20, and a quick register chime and change return, you went over to the other counter to wait for your shake.
  906. >You took the moment of waiting to observe the patronage.
  907. >Amidst the crowd of people, you spot Norman sitting at a table on his own.
  908. >You also notice a table near him was populated by the "Main Six".
  909. >Twilight Sparkle, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Fluttershy, and, of course, Rarity.
  910. >The six most popular girls at school.
  911. >Each from vastly different social groups, yet finding friendship in each other.
  912. >But apparently they go by the "Main Six".
  913. >What makes them Main?
  914. >You're more Main than them.
  915. >From your own perspective, anyway.
  916. >So narcissistic.
  917.  
  918. >"HIYA NONNY!" Pinkie practically screamed as she noticed you.
  919. >Pinkie Pie fancies herself everyone's friend, so fortunately this didn't cause everyone in the store to turn to you.
  920. "Hey, Pinkie." You meekly reply, waving back at her.
  921. >Mr. Cake hands you your milkshake, and Pinkie eagerly waves you over to the table.
  922. >Shoot.
  923. >Swallowing your nerves, you mosey on over to the table hosting the Main Six.
  924. >You could notice Norman staring at you, eyes shooting daggers into your being.
  925. >Pinkie scoots over to make space between her and Twilight.
  926. >Pulling up a chair, you gently place your milkshake on the table and scoot in with everyone else.
  927. >"A little birdie told me you're the new Principal's Assistant!" Pinkie started, beaming at you.
  928. >A coldness runs down your spine, suddenly remembering the incident earlier today.
  929. "Yeah, that-that's me." You manage to stammer out.
  930. "To be honest, I'm kind of surprised you weren't picked." You continued, turning to Twilight.
  931. >"Oh, I wish I could have, but I already have a ton of school responsibilities, and I've gotta help my friends from time to time." She clarified.
  932. >"Yeah! Someone's gotta lug my gear around!" Rainbow interjected, taking pride in her athletic prowess.
  933. >Rolling her eyes, Twilight turned her attention back to you.
  934. >"So how's the position?" She asked, clearly interested in what being so close to the Principal entails.
  935. >Oh, boring stuff.
  936. >Sorting papers.
  937. >Helping with technical problems.
  938. >You know, the usual.
  939. >The stuff you'd expect.
  940. >Obviously you left the last bit out of the description, but Twilight still seemed incredibly invested.
  941. >"That sounds neat! Getting a up-close and personal view on what Principals do!"
  942. >You could say that.
  943. >"He's just sucking up to the Principal to get a nice letter of recommendation." Rainbow teased, prompting a small scolding from Fluttershy.
  944. >"Wait, doesn't the job go until 3:30?" Pinkie asked.
  945. >How would she know that?
  946. "Yeah, but sometimes I have less work to do." You elaborate.
  947.  
  948. >Pinkie nodded in an accepting manner as she went back to her cupcakes.
  949. >A brief moment of silence fell over the group after the questions concerning your position had been satisfied.
  950. "So, is that why I got invited over here?" You ask Pinkie.
  951. >"Welllllll, I saw you sitting all alone at lunch earlier today, and I wanted to help you make friends!" Pinkie beamed.
  952. >You suddenly felt incredibly embarrassed.
  953. "I hope I'm not intruding-"
  954. "SILENCE! You're too quiet to be a bother!" Pinkie quickly cut you off.
  955. >Your eyes dart around to the other girls sitting at the table.
  956. >"Don't worry, Anon. Any friend of Pinkie's is a friend of ours." Fluttershy reassured, eliciting nods from the rest of the table.
  957. >You couldn't help but smile a bit at this show of hospitality.
  958. >But a quick glance at Rarity reminded you that Norman's still staring at you as if trying to use Heat Vision.
  959. >That gives you an idea.
  960. "So, how's everyone planning for prom?" You ask to the table in general.
  961. >"Pssh, we're just gonna go as a group." Rainbow scoffed, clearly not concerned about a date.
  962. >"Well I'm sure some of us wouldn't mind going with a plus-one." Rarity was quick to respond.
  963. >"But we always go as a group! Boys would just get in the way!" Rainbow defended, followed with a slightly embarrassed "No offense, Anon."
  964. >Trying not to look too wounded, you nod along.
  965. >"Ah mean, if some boy wanted to ask me to the dance, ah wouldn't just turn them away." Applejack added with her signature southern twang.
  966. "Well, Rarity, I ask because I-"
  967. >"Oh Anon, I'm flattered, really. But we hardly know each other!" Rarity interjected, predicting the route of your sentence.
  968. "Oh, no! I ask because a friend of mine would like to go with you." You explain, causing Rarity to become slightly flustered.
  969. >"Oh, my apologies." She blushed.
  970. >She must get a lot of proposed dates.
  971.  
  972. >"But I wouldn't mind meeting this friend of yours. Perhaps he could be the Prince Charming I've been waiting for." Rarity sighed dreamily.
  973. >Rainbow and Applejack shared an annoyed look.
  974. "Cool, I'll let him know." You say before getting your phone out to text Norman.
  975. >You figured it would be best to not alert them that he's been listening in on the conversation.
  976. >You text him a thumbs-up emoji, causing a grin to spread across his face.
  977. >Oh, while you've got your phone out, you might as well ask your parents if it's okay to stay out longer.
  978. >Not too long later, you get a text back from your Dad allowing you to stay out until 7, and again congratulates you for socializing.
  979. >You know he meant well, but you couldn't help but interpret that as a bit backhanded.
  980. >Oh well, here you are.
  981. >"What about you, Anon?" Twilight asks.
  982. "Huh?"
  983. >"Do you have any plans for prom?"
  984. >Shoot.
  985. "Uh, well, not really." You reluctantly admit.
  986. >"Aww, that's too bad! You can always come with us!" Pinkie happily announces.
  987. >Again wanting to ensure you weren't intruding, you glance around the table to asses their reactions.
  988. >They don't seem to mind.
  989. >Well, okay, but let's not test your luck.
  990. >You noticed Norman look at his phone and suddenly rush out of the building.
  991. >He must be late for something.
  992. >You wouldn't be surprised.
  993. >Wait, what was he doing here if he couldn't come in to school today?
  994. >You'll have to ask him about that later.
  995. >The conversation thereafter revolved around you.
  996. >Now that you're one of the group (as far as you could tell), Pinkie wanted you to open up about yourself.
  997. >You were surprised by how easily you could open up to them, as if their presence was easing your mind.
  998. >"You know we're risking a lot letting you hang out with us, Anon." Rainbow said apropos of nothing.
  999. >"We already have one egghead close to the principal in the group!" She teased, motioning to Twilight.
  1000.  
  1001. >As if a storm cloud manifested over your head, your mood fell again.
  1002. >Merely mentioning Principal Celestia opens the floodgates for the memories and emotions that came with when you kissed her.
  1003. >What's gonna happen tomorrow?
  1004. >Is she gonna find a replacement for Principal's Assistant?
  1005. >Probably.
  1006. >You got to kiss Principal Celestia, but at what cost?
  1007. >"Are you okay, Anon?" Fluttershy asked, a look of concern covering her face.
  1008. >"You look like you've seen a ghost!" Pinkie chimed in.
  1009. "Oh, nah, just remembering all the homework I've gotta do tonight." You cover up.
  1010. >"Oh shoot, I've got homework too!" Rainbow shot up, panicked.
  1011. >Whereupon she gathered up her bags, said goodbyes and ran out the door in surely record time.
  1012. >Looking at the time, you notice it's 6:48.
  1013. >Man, time flies when you have fun.
  1014. >You follow in packing up and heading out, saying goodbye to the group.
  1015. >They warmly replied with their goodbyes, and Twilight invited you to sit with them at lunch.
  1016. >You can't help but smile at the offer.
  1017. "Thanks, I'd like that." You reply.
  1018. >When you finally get home, you find your mom and dad in their usual places.
  1019. >In the living room, watching the news.
  1020. >You catch a bit from the newscaster talking about dead cultists being found in the woods of upstate New York.
  1021. >Seems like the world's getting weirder every day.
  1022. >"How was your day out, champ?" Your dad asked.
  1023. "It went well! It was refreshing to spend time with friends outside of school." You answered, satisfied with your day.
  1024. >"That's great! We're really proud of you." Your mom added.
  1025. >After some light conversation, you dismiss yourself to your room to work on your homework.
  1026. >When you got to your room, you haphazardly threw your bookbag across your room, landing beneath your framed Wave Rippers poster.
  1027. >With the door closed behind you, you were finally prepared to confront your thoughts on Principal Celestia.
  1028.  
  1029. >Why did she kiss you?
  1030. >Why?
  1031. >You two have only known each other for not even two weeks.
  1032. >...Could she like you?
  1033. >The way you like her?
  1034. >She went for it.
  1035. >She went in for a kiss.
  1036. >And you returned it.
  1037. >If anything, she's the aggressor.
  1038. >God, everything is going so fast.
  1039. >What are you gonna do?
  1040. >You can't feasibly make up an excuse to not go to school tomorrow.
  1041. >And it's gonna raise some eyebrows if you suddenly stop visiting Celestia's office after school ends.
  1042. >...Looks like you're gonna have to confront the issue tomorrow.
  1043. >The only way out is through.
  1044. >...She has to be attracted to you.
  1045. >Why else would she go in for a kiss?
  1046. >But why?
  1047. >Why YOU?
  1048. >Of all people?
  1049. >Not only are you 18, you don't really stand out that much.
  1050. >You're not super attractive, skilled, funny or confident.
  1051. >In other words, you're not Flash Sentry.
  1052. >The big man on campus.
  1053. >If Principal Celestia's gonna go for a student, why not him?
  1054. >Well, he's already dating Twilight.
  1055. >Nonetheless, it's so strange that Celestia wanted to kiss you.
  1056. >You'll have to ask her tomorrow.
  1057. >...If you can.
  1058. >Realizing how late it's getting, you force yourself to shift your attention to your homework.
  1059. >English, Algebra, History.
  1060. >Within three hours, your homework is as good as it's gonna get.
  1061. >Wasting no time, you flop onto your bed and are barely able to sneak inside your covers before falling asleep.
  1062. >Tomorrow, Celestia...
  1063.  
  1064. >Thursday.
  1065. >The day of the confrontation.
  1066. >Upon arriving to Canterlot High, you spot Norman already waiting there.
  1067. >You were barely able to get your "Hey, man" out before Norman started interrogating you on your relationship with the Main Six.
  1068. >He was totally cool with you sitting with the six at lunch, and was proud of you for getting out of your shell a bit.
  1069. >The bell rang, English went by, P.E. went by, Chemistry went by, and Lunch followed.
  1070. >As soon as you stepped into the Cafeteria, you were struck with the reminder of the two apples.
  1071. >Should you get two apples today?
  1072. >...Yeah, probably.
  1073. >Could help ease the tension.
  1074. >After another period of waiting in line, you come out with two fresh apples.
  1075. >You were going to locate your usual table before you suddenly remembered your new friends.
  1076. >Locating them was easy, their multicolored hair sticking out amongst the crowd.
  1077. >Approaching the table, your nerves starting acting up again.
  1078. "Hey, room for one more?" You ask, making your presence known.
  1079. >They turned to see you, and Pinkie was the first to greet you.
  1080. >"Hiya, Nonny! We saved you a spot right here!" She welcomed you, patting a spot next to her.
  1081. >After some slight hesitation, as if to give them opportunity to speak in opposition, you took your seat.
  1082. >Some idle conversation was had across the table in between eating lunch.
  1083. >You added where necessary, but you never felt like the conversation was focused on you.
  1084. >You preferred this, grateful there wasn't a great amount of focus placed solely on you.
  1085. >"I noticed your jogging in P.E." Rainbow notified you.
  1086. "Oh yeah? Was I impressive?" You ask, already knowing the answer.
  1087. >"Yeah, not really." Rainbow giggled.
  1088. >"But hey, not everyone can compare to MY skill!" She boasted.
  1089. "Yeah, I'm sure." You said, while smiling and rolling your eyes.
  1090. >"You know, I COULD be your personal mentor for that class." She teased, piquing your interest.
  1091. "Sure, that sounds fun!" You reply happily.
  1092.  
  1093. >The bell rang soon after, meaning you had to get back to the grind.
  1094. >The closer 2:30 drew, the more your heart raced.
  1095. >You were getting closer to talking to Celestia again.
  1096. >After the kiss.
  1097. >Only God knows what will happen after you walk through that door.
  1098. >Noise faded out around you.
  1099. >Colors washed out around you.
  1100. >You were in Limbo.
  1101. >Trapped in an abyss of anxiety you've never experienced before.
  1102. >Suddenly, the bell rang.
  1103. >Still frozen in place, your eyes moved to the clock.
  1104. >2:30
  1105. >Here it is.
  1106. >The final moments.
  1107. >Do or die.
  1108. >Three minutes later, you summon the strength to get up from your chair, pack away your things, and trek to Principal Celestia's office.
  1109. >Your feet feel heavier.
  1110. >The hallways feel longer.
  1111. >Your heart feels like it's made of lead.
  1112. >You don't think you've ever been more afraid in your life than you are right now.
  1113. >More scared than you were when you watched The Thing for the first time.
  1114. >Finally.
  1115. >Finally you are opposed by the familiar door of the Principal's office.
  1116. >On the other side of that door, not even ten feet away
  1117. >Is Principal Celestia.
  1118. >Your Principal.
  1119. >And your first kiss.
  1120. >You almost consider turning around and leaving.
  1121. >Your forehead is coated in sweat.
  1122. >You don't even want to imagine what the rest of you is like.
  1123. >What will she say?
  1124. >What will she do?
  1125. >You're close to graduating, it's not like you'd have to avoid her for so long.
  1126. >But no.
  1127. >You're better than that.
  1128. >You were raised better than to run away from your fears.
  1129. >You're Anonymous.
  1130. >And you're going to have the most stressful conversation of your life.
  1131. >Summoning every ounce of strength you had, you raised your right arm, and knocked the door.
  1132. >After a moment, the familiar voice came from within the room.
  1133. >"Come in."
  1134.  
  1135. >The door creaked open, and you stepped inside the room.
  1136. >It's the same as it always was, and there she was.
  1137. >Seated in the chair behind the desk near the end of the room.
  1138. >Principal Celestia.
  1139. >You were frozen in place.
  1140. >When her eyes lay upon you, she froze up as well.
  1141. >You delicately close the door, set your backpack on the floor, take out an apple, and gingerly place an apple on her desk.
  1142. >Without any words, her eyes swept from the apple to you, unable to say anything.
  1143. >After a few suffocating moments of silence, you spoke up.
  1144. "So, yesterday was weird, huh?" You joke, trying to lighten the atmosphere.
  1145. >She remained quiet.
  1146. "...You know, I understand what you're feeling-"
  1147. >"Words cannot describe how sorry I am for my actions yesterday, Anon. It was supremely out of line." She suddenly burst out, cutting you off.
  1148. >Her face was coated in shame.
  1149. >Wanting to comfort her, you move closer to her.
  1150. "...You went in for it." You noted, which she nodded in agreement.
  1151. "...You wanted to kiss me." You went on, which got another nod.
  1152. "......Are you attracted to me?" You choke out, asking the question of the day.
  1153. >"......Yes" Your Principal admits shamefully.
  1154. >Silence fell over the room once more.
  1155. >You take in the magnitude of the one syllable to escape her luscious lips.
  1156. >Yes.
  1157. >Principal Celestia is attracted to you.
  1158. >Time for a follow-up question.
  1159. ".....Why?" You ask rather bluntly.
  1160. "Why me, I mean." You clarify.
  1161. >Another few moments of silence went by before you got an answer.
  1162. >"......I'm so lonely, Anon."
  1163. >Celestia's hands were covering her face.
  1164. >"This job is so arduous and exhausting. Most of my time away from here is spent either responding to more emails or trying to rest."
  1165. >"Ever since my College years, I've been too busy for any kind of social activities."
  1166. >"All my friends from High School started dating, got married and moved away, and I was left with my sister Luna as my only friend."
  1167.  
  1168. >"But I tried, Anon. I tried to get into the dating scene." Celestia hastily defended.
  1169. >"But all the men I've met up with, none of them were really appealing. They were all focused more on 'getting some' and saw themselves as too young to get tied down with an old lady like me..."
  1170. >Her face fell further.
  1171. >"And then, you came along."
  1172. >"You, an 18 year old student of the High School I manage. You gave me company and solace I've found little of elsewhere."
  1173. >"And I know we've only really known each other for about ten days, but I was so lonely, and your eyes held such genuine care and affection, and the hug we shared was the most genuine connection I've had in a time longer than I care to admit."
  1174. >"When I was buried in your chest, tears streaming down my eyes, I knew that I cared for you in an incredibly romantic way."
  1175. >She looks up to finally face you.
  1176. >"Yes, Anon. I am romantically attracted to you."
  1177. >"Because I feel less alone when I'm with you."
  1178. >You were left stunned.
  1179. >Of all the outcomes today could have had, you didn't expect your Principal to pour her heart out to you like this.
  1180. >Much less for her to fully admit to being attracted to you.
  1181. >For the first time in your life, you were speechless.
  1182. "Celestia, I..." You start, trying to say something to ease her conscience.
  1183. >"Anon, I understand if I made you uncomfortable yesterday, and I would completely understand if you wanted to quit being my Assistant." She said, a tear coursing down her cheek.
  1184. >Suddenly, you were filled with confidence.
  1185. >You felt such machismo that you moved over to her and cupped her cheek.
  1186. >Her eyes met yours.
  1187. >Celestia's eyes were filled with vulnerability.
  1188. >You were probably the only student to see her like this.
  1189. >You move closer.
  1190. >So did she.
  1191. >Your breathing slowed.
  1192. >Your eyes closed.
  1193. >And you kissed Principal Celestia again.
  1194. >This time it was different.
  1195. >This time, both of you knew what you wanted.
  1196.  
  1197. >A feeling of warmth and relief washed over you, as if a great weight was finally lifted off your shoulders.
  1198. >The kiss lasted longer than your first one with her.
  1199. >But you decided to pull away.
  1200. >Her eyes opened, partially confused but not saying anything.
  1201. "Celestia, there's no one I want more than you." You say.
  1202. >Her eyes welled up with tears.
  1203. >You wipe one away from her cheek.
  1204. "Celestia, you're the most kind, warm, beautiful woman I've ever known."
  1205. "You make me feel cared for."
  1206. "When I'm with you, I believe you actually see me, and don't just see through me like everyone else."
  1207. >Her mouth finally curled into the same warm smile you fell for.
  1208. >A small laugh of relief escaped her mouth.
  1209. >Your heart leapt to unparalleled heights.
  1210. "So how about we do it right this time?" You ask.
  1211. >Then, the vulnerability in her eyes turned to hunger.
  1212. >Her breathing intensified as she drew closer to you.
  1213. >You back away from her teasingly, causing her to fall out of her chair in her pursuit of you.
  1214. >You were backed against the wall, and your Principal was towering over you.
  1215. >She was unbelievably sexy.
  1216. >And she was hungry.
  1217. >Her hands gripped the side of your face and she went in for a deep, loving kiss.
  1218. >Your arms immediately went around her waist, pulling her closer to you.
  1219. >Her lipstick tastes as great as ever.
  1220. >Celestia moaned softly as you gripped her sides.
  1221. >And it's probably the most beautiful sound you've ever heard.
  1222. >She rested her body on yours entirely, her glorious legs straddling either side of you.
  1223. >Your arms grew more adventurous, rubbing her slightly as she continued kissing.
  1224. >For one precious moment, you separated from your Principal for a gasp of air.
  1225. >The sight of you in your situation made her giggle before she dove back into another kiss.
  1226. >This time you could notice her hips were slightly grinding on yours.
  1227. >...And you noticed your pants were getting tighter.
  1228. >There's no way she didn't notice that.
  1229.  
  1230. >Her arms snaked their way around your neck and tightened to bring you even closer to her in the midst of the kiss.
  1231. >Your arms found their way around her hypnotic hips, causing a slight moan to escape from the normally formal Principal.
  1232. >This...
  1233. >This is heaven.
  1234. >you've died and gone to heaven, that's the only explanation.
  1235. >There's no other explanation as to why you're full-on making out with the most beautiful Principal in the world.
  1236. >This heaven continued for what felt to be hours.
  1237. >From her lips, moans and slight grinding on your hips, it spoke levels about her.
  1238. >It spoke of her loneliness.
  1239. >It spoke of her dependency.
  1240. >It spoke of her vulnerability.
  1241. >She's perfect.
  1242. >But sadly, she parted from the kiss to gaze upon her handiwork.
  1243. >Your cheeks were flushing red and your hair was in disarray, still stunned by what just happened.
  1244. >You couldn't help but have a goofy grin spread across your face.
  1245. >"What's so funny?" She giggled teasingly.
  1246. "...You're so pretty." You sighed in a dreamlike state.
  1247. >This caused her to laugh, clearly slightly embarrassed.
  1248. >"Why, little 'ol me?" She teased.
  1249. >You could only nod.
  1250. >The smile and blush on Celestia's goddess-like face remained as she shifted herself to sit next to you on the floor, her head resting against yours.
  1251. >"...Thank you, Anon." She sighed, still gazing at you.
  1252. >Not sure how to respond, you only smile while nodding.
  1253. >You two stayed like this for some more time, enjoying each other's presence in this private and serene moment.
  1254. >"Unfortunately, you're not here to kiss me, you're here to help me with my paperwork." She reminded you, motioning to the stack of papers near your chair.
  1255. >You sigh disappointingly, knowing she was right.
  1256. >Luckily, the work was simple.
  1257. >Just alphabetizing the packets, which you were good at by that point.
  1258. >This time, there was much more teasing throughout.
  1259. >Flirty comments were exchanged, and Celestia really came out of her shell.
  1260.  
  1261. >Your Principal swayed her hips as she walked, spoke in a much more dreamlike way, and you could swear she undid one of her shirt buttons.
  1262. >By the way, Celestia had some amazing cleavage.
  1263. >Her eyes tended to flit from your face to the area just below your belt, winking teasingly as you got flustered.
  1264. >Soon enough, your paperwork was complete, and the time was 3:12.
  1265. "What a day, huh?" You ask, making your Principal smile.
  1266. >"Indeed, it's been quite an eventful day." She agreed happily.
  1267. >A brief moment was shared of you two gazing lovingly at each other before she spoke up again.
  1268. >"So, what are we?"
  1269. "Well, I'd like to think you're my girlfriend now." You admit sheepishly.
  1270. >She blushes slightly at the idea.
  1271. >"I certainly wouldn't mind being your girlfriend, Anon." Celestia smiled.
  1272. >"So, onto the matter of our relationship." She said, suddenly growing more formal.
  1273. >"I don't think it needs to be said that this should be spread to other people."
  1274. "Yeah, for sure." You agree.
  1275. >"We need to keep what we have a secret at least for the next six months, to avoid arousing suspicion."
  1276. >You nodded in agreement.
  1277. >"...But I do think we should keep in contact outside of school." She went on, scribbling a number on a piece of paper.
  1278. >Giving it to you, you read it as a phone number.
  1279. >"Text that when you're alone, and make sure I know it's you." Celestia instructed.
  1280. >"And be sure to not use my actual name for the contact information." She added on.
  1281. "Oh, don't worry, I won't." You reassure.
  1282. >Entering in the number, you take note of the time.
  1283. >3:30.
  1284. >Time to head home.
  1285. >Her expression slightly fell as you made for the door.
  1286. "See you tomorrow, Celly!" You said to her, inventing a cute nickname for her.
  1287. >"See you tomorrow, Anon." She replied, with the warm smile painting her beautiful face.
  1288. >Taking her face in one last time, you ran out the doors and ran home.
  1289. >Fuck it, time to celebrate.
  1290. >You plug in your earbuds and play some music.
  1291. >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CKh0dLIuIu8
  1292.  
  1293. >Canterlot never looked so beautiful.
  1294. >You never felt so free.
  1295. >The sun never felt nicer on your face than it does now.
  1296. >Like the birds socializing outside your dining room window at home, you feel liberated.
  1297. >You feel boundless.
  1298. >For once, it seemed like everything just went right.
  1299. >You almost dread the idea that you used up all the good luck in store for the rest of your life
  1300. >Just to get Principal Celestia to call herself your girlfriend.
  1301. >Soon enough, you arrive home.
  1302. >Your parents immediately notice your unusually chipper demeanor as your traipse through the door.
  1303. >"Have a good day today?" Your mom asks.
  1304. "Sure did! Classes were simple, spent time with friends, all is well!" You happily respond.
  1305. >Only partially lying.
  1306. >"That's great! There's some tortellini still in the kitchen you can heat up." Your dad offers.
  1307. >That made you realize you haven't eaten in a good while.
  1308. >You still had your apple in your backpack.
  1309. >You'll save that for tomorrow.
  1310. >As you went into the kitchen to fetch dinner, you heard your parents unmute the news.
  1311. >You hear something about gunrunners in Nigeria being apprehended by a mysterious warrior.
  1312. >...Huh.
  1313. >You filled your bowl to its maximum capacity with tortellini.
  1314. >...And then filled it up a bit more for good measure.
  1315. >With a hearty helping of your family's signature tomato sauce and a tall glass of water, you sat down to enjoy your dinner.
  1316. >Normally, you would wolf down the bowl with such ferocity you'd surely scare away any lurking Freshmen.
  1317. >But tonight, your mind was clouded by one thing.
  1318. >Principal Celestia.
  1319. >Your mind began generating countless fantasy scenarios with you and your Principal/girlfriend.
  1320. >From the cutesy stuff you'd expect articles written of in Seventeen magazine.
  1321. >To the sexy stuff you'd normally expect to only originate from the minds of lonely women in their 40's and 50's.
  1322. >...How old is Celestia?
  1323.  
  1324. >She can't be more than 40.
  1325. >While she has the air of youth about her, she does have her age show.
  1326. >Mid to late 30's?
  1327. >You'd have to ask her.
  1328. >...If you would do if you didn't know better than to ask a woman her age.
  1329. >She's probably self-conscious about it.
  1330. >You don't think she should be.
  1331. >Celestia is like the picture-perfect example of MILF.
  1332. >Except she's not a mom.
  1333. >...PILF?
  1334. >You'll work on it.
  1335. >You were almost surprised by the sight of the empty bowl before.
  1336. >Oh yeah, you're a fast eater.
  1337. >Oh, Celestia!
  1338. >After wiping the remnants of the tomato sauce off your face and rinsing the bowl in the sink, you head up to your room to text Celestia.
  1339. >Phone out, contact open, text prompt waiting for a message to be sent.
  1340. >You set the contact to simply "<3"
  1341. >...But what to send to her?
  1342. >What could you text her that could indicate to her that it's you texting her, but not in a way that makes your identity obvious to any snoop going through her phone.
  1343. >Deciding to risk it a bit, you send her three heart emojis.
  1344. >And so you wait for a response.
  1345. >And wait...
  1346. >And wait...
  1347. >And wait...
  1348. >...She did say she's often busy.
  1349. >You should be too, come to think of it.
  1350. >You still have homework, and you really doubt you can sweet-talk your Principal into giving you a bunch of homework passes.
  1351. >Oh well, you drag your bookbag over to your desk and get to work.
  1352. >English is simple enough, Algebra is still as painful as a surprise rectal exam.
  1353. >And about as welcome as one, too.
  1354. >Then your phone suddenly buzzed.
  1355.  
  1356. >You almost leap out of your chair to see the text notification.
  1357. >Oh.
  1358. >It's Norman.
  1359. >...
  1360. >With a disappointed sigh, you open the notification.
  1361. >"Thanks a million for introducing me to Rarity, dude."
  1362. >Oh yeah, that happened yesterday.
  1363. "No problem man, that's what friends are for."
  1364. >"I'm sure I can get you with Fluttershy for our double date.
  1365. >Oh no.
  1366. >OH NO.
  1367. >OHHHHHHH NOOOOOOOO.
  1368. >You forgot about that.
  1369. >You can't just back out of the plan with Norman.
  1370. >So you kind of have to go on a date with Fluttershy.
  1371. >And OF COURSE it's right after you get together with Principal Celestia.
  1372. >How are you gonna explain that?
  1373. >'Hey yeah, I can't go on a date with you because I'm dating the Principal.'?
  1374. >Even though you're 18 and thus legally an adult, it's still frowned upon for school faculty members to date students.
  1375. >Trying to explain that would jeopardize your relationship with Celestia, to say the least.
  1376. >And then there's Fluttershy.
  1377. >Poor, sweet Fluttershy.
  1378. >She's so quiet and nice.
  1379. >You'd be Douchebag Supreme to suddenly dump her out of nowhere.
  1380. >And for no reason, as far as she could tell.
  1381. >She would probably cry.
  1382. >Her friends would never forgive you.
  1383. >It would probably ruin Norman's chances with Rarity.
  1384. >Then he would never forgive you.
  1385. >How are you gonna explain this to Celestia?
  1386. >You know her emotional state, it would ruin her to suddenly dump her for Fluttershy.
  1387. >What are you gonna do?
  1388.  
  1389. >"You still there?" Reads another text from Norman.
  1390. >You realize you've been staring at the wall for the past three minutes.
  1391. >You should respond.
  1392. "Yeah man, that would be cool."
  1393. >God you feel dirty.
  1394. >"We can work out the details later."
  1395. >"Like when we should ask them."
  1396. "Yeah, good point."
  1397. >"You okay, Anon?
  1398. "Of course, why do you ask?"
  1399. >"Idk, you seem more distant."
  1400. >"Anything on your mind?"
  1401. >Oh, if only you knew.
  1402. "Apart from homework, not really." You cover up.
  1403. >"A very good point."
  1404. >"Well, I'll let you get back to that. Ttyl!"
  1405. "Ttyl, man" You bid farewell before turning your attention back to what remained of your homework.
  1406. >It took what felt like hours, but you triumphed over tonight's competitor in the educational arena.
  1407. >You fell face flat on your bed, agonizing some more over your predicament.
  1408. >Why?
  1409. >Why does this have to happen to you now?
  1410. >If Celestia had rejected you, you still would have had a chance with Fluttershy.
  1411. >Looks like the monkey's paw has curled.
  1412. >...One can hope, right?
  1413. >All you can do is hope that Fluttershy turns down the double-date offer.
  1414. >As horrible as that sounds, you hope the double-date doesn't happen.
  1415. >Maybe you could hype up Norman to ask out Rarity on his own?
  1416. >That wouldn't work.
  1417. >He's set on the double-date grand plan, he's trying to help you too and he'd think it's suspicious that you would suddenly back out.
  1418. >Right now, all you can do is wait and see what happens.
  1419. >As you wallowed in self-pity, your phone buzzed again.
  1420. >Expecting some dumb text from Norman, your heart leapt to see that it was from Celestia.
  1421.  
  1422. >You shoot up to get in a proper reading position.
  1423. >Her response is three emojis with heart eyes.
  1424. >You can't stop another smile from spreading across your face.
  1425. "I miss you already" You text to her, using actual words this time.
  1426. >"I know :(" She responds, more promptly this time.
  1427. >"I'm sorry for making you wait so long. Work can be so much."
  1428. "It's okay! I had work too!" You quickly reply, almost using the work "homework".
  1429. >"I promise I'll try to make time for us"
  1430. "It's okay if you're busy, I would completely understand."
  1431. >"I know, but I still want to spend time with you."
  1432. >Bless her heart.
  1433. "No matter how much time we can spend together, my feelings for you won't change."
  1434. >"Okay, I trust you <3"
  1435. >God she's precious.
  1436. "<3<3<3"
  1437. >Look at what she's doing to you.
  1438. >She's making you all soft and mushy.
  1439. >Not that you mind, of course.
  1440. >"I think about you a lot" Celestia sends with a blushing emoji.
  1441. "I probably think about you more, hot stuff." You reply, deciding to be a little more flirty.
  1442. >Her response is just one blushing emoji.
  1443. >You're getting to her.
  1444. >Time to keep going.
  1445. "I think about kissing you a lot"
  1446. "I think about kissing your lips, your neck, your tummy"
  1447. "And some other places"
  1448. >God, you can't believe you're borderline sexting your PRINCIPAL.
  1449. >Her response is three blushing emojis.
  1450. >You can believe even less that she's really into it.
  1451. >"Better be careful, you're gonna see me again tomorrow"
  1452. "Is that a threat or a promise?"
  1453. >"I'll let you decide"
  1454. >Muh dick.
  1455.  
  1456. >"You better get to bed soon if you're gonna be proper tomorrow, naughty boy" She reminds you.
  1457. >You glance over to the clock.
  1458. >10:55.
  1459. "Yeah true" You text back.
  1460. >"Goodnight, silly boy~"
  1461. "Goodnight, hot stuff" You send back, followed with you plugging in your phone and laying back in bed.
  1462. >You're left alone with your thoughts again.
  1463. >God she's beautiful.
  1464. >From head to toe, Celestia is heavenly.
  1465. >That wonderful smile, those amazing hips, that flowing hair.
  1466. >If you weren't attending her school, you'd surely mistake her for a Goddess.
  1467. >Even at her most exhausted state, she's a ray of sunshine.
  1468. >Somehow you got her to fall for you.
  1469. >All you did was be nice to her.
  1470. >And now she wants you.
  1471. >Anonymous, you're the luckiest man on Earth.
  1472. >And you are a man.
  1473. >You're eighteen.
  1474. >That means you're an adult.
  1475. >Celestia is all you can think about.
  1476. >Then your hormones kick in.
  1477. >You imagine cuddling with her home.
  1478. >You imagine kissing her.
  1479. >You imagine running your hands all over her mature body.
  1480. >You imagine undressing the gorgeous woman.
  1481. >You imagine her undressing you in turn.
  1482. >You imagine being naked with her.
  1483. >You imagine her gasps and moans as you love her.
  1484. >You pleasure yourself to these thoughts.
  1485. >Not to get too graphic, you end up finishing not too long after.
  1486. >You drift of to sleep, eager to see Celestia again tomorrow.
  1487.  
  1488. >Flash forward to Friday morning, outside Canterlot High.
  1489. >Norman's here today.
  1490. "Hey, how come you weren't here on Wednesday?" You get around to asking.
  1491. >"Stomach virus, nasty stuff." He explained, giving no reason as to why he was at Sugarcube Corner later that day.
  1492. "Well anyway, what's your game plan?"
  1493. >"Haven't made much progress. I know I shouldn't ask them yet, since prom is like two months away." He elaborated.
  1494. >Somehow you knew he wouldn't do anything yet.
  1495. "Well you probably should jump on it soon. Rarity's pretty hot property and she could get scooped up by some other guy before you can."
  1496. >"Yeah, yeah, I've got it under control." Norman reassures you.
  1497. >The bell rings, and the day begins.
  1498. >English, P.E., Chemistry, yadda yadda yadda.
  1499. >Lunch was nice.
  1500. >Rainbow teases you some more about how you did in P.E.
  1501. >Today you felt confident enough to shoot some smart comments back at her.
  1502. >You really feel like you're getting closer to her.
  1503. >But if you were being honest, that didn't matter as much to you.
  1504. >Because in a couple hours was your next session with Principal Celestia.
  1505. >Sure enough, 2:30 came to pass.
  1506. >The bell rang, and you sat up with exponentially more confidence than you felt yesterday.
  1507. >You could barely wait for the hallways to clear before your made your way to the Principal's office.
  1508. >This meant you had to fight against the current of teenagers to get to your darling.
  1509. >It took longer than you would have liked, but you did arrive at the familiar door.
  1510. >Feeling like you're made of a million bucks, you knock on the door.
  1511. >Your ears are gifted with the same silky-smooth voice saying the same inviting words:
  1512. >"Come in."
  1513. >Putting your game face on, you open the door and make your presence known.
  1514.  
  1515. >When your eyes met hers, Celestia's gaze immediately softens and a soft sigh escapes her lips.
  1516. >She leans back in her hair and let her hair flow down the back of her chair.
  1517. >"Close the door and come over here, please." She beckons
  1518. >Who are you to disobey your girlfriend?
  1519. >Gingerly shutting the door behind you, you strut over to her desk.
  1520. >Her hunger takes over again as she grabs your collar and pulls you in for a deep kiss.
  1521. >Your eyes drift closed as your hands find their way onto her hips again.
  1522. >Celestia's hands rest on your cheeks to pull you deeper into the kiss ever so slightly.
  1523. >Sadly the kiss didn't last much longer, as Celestia pulled away and gazed into your eyes.
  1524. >"Hello again, dear boyfriend." She giggles, enjoying the youthful connotation of the word.
  1525. "How's your day been, cutie?" You ask, your hands still on her hips.
  1526. >"Oh, it's been awful." She pouted in an over-dramatic manner.
  1527. "Oh no, what happened?" You play along.
  1528. >"I've been trapped in this tiny room all day!" She continued, adding extra emphasis to the last two words.
  1529. >"Answering phone calls and responding to emails for hours!"
  1530. >Celestia fell onto your shoulders, whereupon you laughed a bit at her display.
  1531. >"But at least you're here now." She smiled, looking.
  1532. >One more quick kiss was shared before she returned to her initial position behind the desk.
  1533. >"Now, as much as I would love to continue showing you my affection, there are more pressing matters at hand." She stated matter-of-factly.
  1534. "Ohhhhh, alright." You fake-pouted, causing her to giggle a bit.
  1535. >She's really cute when she's happy.
  1536. >"Your assignment today is mail sorting. It would be lovely if you could sort the spam letters from the letters from the school district." Celestia instructed, flitting her eyes a bit.
  1537. "Anything for you, Celly" You tease before getting to work.
  1538. >Man, focusing on work was harder than ever.
  1539. >Now that you're actively romantic with Celestia, it was torture to have to focus your attention elsewhere.
  1540.  
  1541. >At least now you don't have to worry about her catching you stealing glimpses of her.
  1542. >At one point, she was expecting you to look over at her.
  1543. >Eyes half-lidded, she leans back, lets out a deep sigh, and slowly unbuttons the top two buttons on her jacket.
  1544. >"It's so terribly hot in here, Anon. I hope you don't mind" She teased.
  1545. "...Nah, you-you're good." You stammer out.
  1546. >Giggling to herself, she returns to her computer screen, and you're forced to get back to sorting the mail.
  1547. >Such a tease.
  1548. >You'll have to get her back for that.
  1549. >Oh well, back to the mail.
  1550. >Spam, spam, letter, spam, letter, spam, spam, spam.
  1551. >Damn, these spam mailers are persistent.
  1552. >But there's nothing you can about it.
  1553. >Except make Celestia's life slightly easier.
  1554. >That's something you're good at.
  1555. >Slowly but surely, the stack of letters before shrinks.
  1556. >But finally, at 3:09, the stack disappears.
  1557. "All done!" You proudly declare.
  1558. >"Oh, thank goodness." Celestia sighs, getting out of her chair and pulling you up out of yours.
  1559. >She pulls you close to her and envelopes you in a deep hug.
  1560. >...Burying your face in her chest as Celestia rests her head almost on top of yours.
  1561. >Her breasts are so nice and big and soft.
  1562. >Savoring the moment, you nuzzle into her breasts more.
  1563. >Any guy who said boobs feel like bags of sand is a liar.
  1564. >You're pulled away to meet her loving gaze, looking up at her.
  1565. >"I missed you, Anon." She sighs.
  1566. "I missed you too, Celly." you reply.
  1567. >You two almost collapsed onto the ground, facing each other on the floor.
  1568. >"So...what do you want to do next?"
  1569. "What do you mean?"
  1570. >"I think I speak for both of us when I say we want to meet more than for an hour after school ends."
  1571. "You mean, like...as a date?"
  1572. >Celestia nods, slightly embarrassed.
  1573. "How free are you tomorrow?"
  1574. >"Well, I think I can make time in the afternoon after 5. Maybe we could get something to eat?" She offers.
  1575. "That sounds like fun!"
  1576.  
  1577. >Celestia smiles at your enthusiasm.
  1578. >"But it would have to be somewhere outside town, so no one recognizes us." She established.
  1579. >You nod in agreement.
  1580. "Oh, by the way, could we meet somewhere and you give me a ride?"
  1581. "I don't really have a car..." You admit embarrassingly.
  1582. >She thinks for a moment.
  1583. >"Yeah, we can make that work." Celestia responds.
  1584. "Where should we go? Do you have any ideas?"
  1585. >"We can talk about that over text later tonight. I wanna savor our time together now." Celestia replies, suddenly climbing on top of you.
  1586. >You're pinned to the ground once more as the Goddess you call your Principal and girlfriend towers over you.
  1587. >Her eyes are filled with love.
  1588. >You imagine yours are too.
  1589. >You thought she was gonna lean down and kiss you, but Celestia had other plans.
  1590. >Grinding her hips on your crotch area slightly, she slowly and seductively unbuttons her jacket and tosses it to the side.
  1591. >Beneath her jacket was a simple tank top that shows off her breasts in a way you've never seen before.
  1592. >She absolutely is a D-Cup.
  1593. >Her cleavage is something to behold.
  1594. >Honestly, how could any girl in your grade compare?
  1595. >In the middle of your thoughts, she finally comes down to kiss you, capturing your face in her hands once more.
  1596. >Continuing to grind against you, you're absolutely certain she feels your boner.
  1597. >You hungrily grip her sides, causing her to shiver pleasurably.
  1598. >Celestia parts from you slightly to get another gasp of air before diving back onto your lips.
  1599. >A rhythm was established as you kissed her, with your hips moving in tandem with Celestia kissing your lips.
  1600. >Her lips are as soft as ever, and taste faintly of strawberries.
  1601. >Your hands move up and down her sides, "accidentally" catching her shirt.
  1602. >Subtly raising her shirt up her body, you relished in the sensation of Celestia's bare skin.
  1603. >So soft and so warm.
  1604. >The more you're with her, the less of an overstatement it is to call her a Goddess.
  1605.  
  1606. >Sadly, Celestia stopped you from raising her shirt further as she parted from you.
  1607. >"Not here, silly boy." She teased, playing with the hem of her shirt.
  1608. >Allowing you to drink in the sight of her lovely midriff.
  1609. >She blushes at the sight of your boner confined within your jeans.
  1610. >"I wish I knew why you're so attracted to this old lady." She said, sitting back slightly.
  1611. >Old lady?
  1612. "You're not old at all!"
  1613. >She shook her head slightly.
  1614. >"I appreciate your flattery, but I'm just not as young as I used to be." She replied while looking away.
  1615. >For a second, you could see a flash of sadness across her face.
  1616. "Well, you're beautiful to me at least" You offer, trying to comfort her.
  1617. >A soft smile appears on Celestia's face as she looks back at you.
  1618. >"Thank you, Anon."
  1619. >She sits down beside you and takes your hand in hers.
  1620. >"It seems like every day I'm surrounded by people younger than me. As if to remind me of what I used to be."
  1621. >"But you're different, Anon. You make me feel young again." She continued as she looked upon you.
  1622. "Well, you make me feel seen, Celly." You respond.
  1623. "You're one of the few people who actually recognize that I exist."
  1624. >Celestia smiles as she leans further into you.
  1625. >You plant a soft kiss on her cheek, painting a pink hue across her face.
  1626. >"Look at me, I feel like a schoolgirl with a crush when I'm with you!"
  1627. >You giggle at the thought.
  1628. "If only we were in the same class." You add on.
  1629. "I definitely would have asked you to prom."
  1630. >"I wish you would have, I never went to prom when I was in High School." Celestia shamefully admitted.
  1631. >You didn't know what else to do but pull her into a hug.
  1632. >She gratefully accepted the action, sharing another quiet yet tender moment.
  1633. >But 3:30 inevitably came, so you reluctantly said your goodbyes and headed home.
  1634. >A text followed soon after you left Canterlot High.
  1635. >"How about we cook together?"
  1636. >Attached is an address, presumably her home.
  1637. "Sounds like a lot of fun!" You text back.
  1638.  
  1639. >"Yay!" Celestia quickly texts back.
  1640. >An address follows soon after.
  1641. >"6 PM sharp, don't be late!" She warns.
  1642. >Rolling your eyes with a grin, you text back.
  1643. "Should I bring anything?"
  1644. >"Don't worry about that, just come here with can-do spirit and your cute butt!"
  1645. >You blush for a moment.
  1646. >That's new.
  1647. >Not that it's unwelcome, you love Celestia being attracted to you.
  1648. "I'll try, but he can be a bit hard to persuade" You text back.
  1649. >"LOL"
  1650. >That's probably the extent of Celestia's knowledge concerning internet lingo.
  1651. >You hope.
  1652. >"Well, I've got work to do and so do you. Ttyl!"
  1653. "Ttyl, lovely!" You text back before running home.
  1654. >As soon as you arrive home, you make your plans for tomorrow known.
  1655. "Is it cool if I hang out with some friends tomorrow evening?" You ask your dad.
  1656. >"Sure! Just be careful, stay away from drugs, Anon." He reminded you.
  1657. "Don't worry, that's not happening." You reassure your dad.
  1658. >Your mom was up in your parent's room reading a book you gave her as a gift for Christmas last year.
  1659. >You totally are a thoughtful gifter.
  1660. >Eating some bananas in place of an actual dinner, you again make your way up to your room to get to work on homework.
  1661. >Only to get interrupted by a quick text.
  1662. >It's from Celestia.
  1663. >"If you're on good behavior tomorrow, you just might get treated for it ;)"
  1664. >You look at your clock.
  1665. >5:43
  1666. >More than 24 hours until you get to see her again.
  1667. "I'll sure try, but you make it hard to behave sometimes~" You text back.
  1668. >Unfortunately she didn't respond after that, perhaps getting back to work.
  1669. >You should too.
  1670. >After conquering your homework, you climbed into bed and drifted off to sleep, eager to face the day tomorrow.
  1671.  
  1672. >Saturday morning.
  1673. >Perhaps the most tortuous Saturday lay ahead of you.
  1674. >You couldn't be at Celestia's until 6 PM.
  1675. >And it's 7:03 AM.
  1676. >You woke up at 6:30 even though you got to bed at like midnight.
  1677. >Kind of like how you'd wake up super early on your birthday or Christmas.
  1678. >Worse yet, you couldn't text Celestia before 6 because she's focused on emails and stuff for her job as Principal.
  1679. >Such sacrifices had to be made.
  1680. >But 6 PM will come.
  1681. >...And so will you
  1682. >Hopefully
  1683. >You slap yourself for that.
  1684. >Figuring you've got nothing better to do, you might as well sort your room.
  1685. >While digging through piles of foul-smelling clothes, you find some pretty neat stuff.
  1686. >A book on legends of the Toa Mata.
  1687. >A magazine article from 1967 on Racer Motors.
  1688. >Some letters from your cousin attending Bullworth Academy.
  1689. >A photo of your great-grandfather in World War II, as part of the Invisible Coyotes unit.
  1690. >Ah, memories.
  1691. >After these keepsakes were put away, you took up the fearsome task of moving your dirty laundry to the washing machine.
  1692. >God they reek.
  1693. >When was the last time you even washed your clothes?
  1694. >Was it even within the past month?
  1695. >The clump of used clothing was so great that your range of vision was greatly limited.
  1696. >You almost slip on a sock and fall down the stairs.
  1697. >Almost.
  1698. >But you're a badass who seduced his Principal.
  1699. >You're not falling down these stairs.
  1700. >It took far longer than you would have liked, but thanks to your immaculate memory of your home's layout, you finally reached the washing machine.
  1701. >Letting out a less than dignified groan when dumping it all into the washing machine, you close the washing machine door and set the usual time.
  1702. >Mission accomplished.
  1703. >You check the time.
  1704. >7:31.
  1705. >Shit.
  1706. >It's gonna be a long day.
  1707. >"About time you got around to doing your laundry." You dad commented, eating breakfast at the table in the dining room.
  1708. >Looking up, you nod in agreement.
  1709. "Better late than never, right?"
  1710.  
  1711. >Your dad nodded in agreement and turned his attention back to his breakfast.
  1712. >Deciding to not isolate yourself in your room some more, you went to the living room and lie down on the couch.
  1713. >Your mom was in the armchair nearby, sipping her daily coffee.
  1714. >Lying back on the comfortable furniture, you decide to see what Norman's up to.
  1715. "How's it hanging?" You text, initiating a conversation.
  1716. >Norman responded surprisingly soon after.
  1717. >"Hey, you mind me giving your number to Pinkie?"
  1718. >Well then.
  1719. "Why?"
  1720. >"She has everyone else's number already, and wants to make you feel more included."
  1721. >That's awfully nice of her.
  1722. >You might as well, seeing as you could count on one hand how many contacts you had in your phone.
  1723. >Mom, dad, Norman, your cousin and '<3'
  1724. "Sure, I'm down." You text back.
  1725. >Almost immediately after, you got a text from an unknown number.
  1726. >"HIYA NONNY!"
  1727. >That must be Pinkie.
  1728. "Hi Pinkie!" You text back.
  1729. >"I can't believe it's been this long for us to get texting!"
  1730. "Yeah, me either"
  1731. >"So what're you gonna do today?"
  1732. >This was a tricky question to respond to.
  1733. >You can't tell her you're hanging out with Norman later because she'll jut text him about that.
  1734. >And you absolutely cannot tell her you're gonna go make out with Principal Celestia.
  1735. "Nothing much, just studying" You lie.
  1736. >"Oooooh, maybe we could get together with Twilight and have a study group!"
  1737. >God dammit.
  1738. "I'm also feeling kind of sick today, so I really shouldn't."
  1739. "I wish I could"
  1740. >"Ohhhhh, alright" Pinkie relents.
  1741. >You rest back, crisis averted.
  1742. >"But you totally should hang out with us sometime!"
  1743. "Okay, but are you sure I'm not intruding on your friend group?"
  1744. >"I told you you're okay! You don't need to keep asking!!"
  1745. "I'm sorry, I just feel kinda bad on barging in on your friend group."
  1746. >"Nonny, we've all been there. Fluttershy and Twilight didn't really have any other friends too, you know."
  1747. >That is true, you reflect.
  1748. >"Plus! Rainbow likes you! And so does Applejack and Rarity!"
  1749.  
  1750. >"All of us are happy to be your friend! They'll tell you that!" Pinkie reassured.
  1751. "But you all are the "Main Six", you're all higher on the social totem pole than me."
  1752. >"That's hooey and you know it!" Pinkie was quick to respond.
  1753. >"Apart from maybe Rainbow and Rarity, none of us were that popular before last year! We hang out because we're friends, not because we're popular."
  1754. >You sigh in defeat and accept Pinkie's hospitality.
  1755. "Thank you, Pinkie."
  1756. >"Of course!!! As long as you don't turn into a jerk, we'll want to be your friends!"
  1757. >A smile grew on your face, enjoying your burgeoning social life.
  1758. >"We usually hang out at Sugarcube Corner on Wednesdays after school, so stop by if you can!"
  1759. >"And I bet they'd love to hang out with you!"
  1760. >"Fluttershy's always looking for volunteers at the local animal shelter, and Rarity would probably enjoy having some guys model her clothes!"
  1761. >You make a mental note to look into this further.
  1762. >Based on your experience these past two weeks, you prefer spending time with others over mindlessly browsing The Pirate Ba- Steam.
  1763. >Mindlessly browsing Steam.
  1764. >You text back a smiling emoji to Pinkie.
  1765. >She sent back three more.
  1766. "So what are you gonna be doing today?"
  1767. >"More baking! It's a lot of fun!"
  1768. >You should've guessed.
  1769. >"You could help sometime!"
  1770. "Yeah, I'll try to make time when I can!"
  1771. >Pinkie responded with more smiling emojis.
  1772. >You can't help but get infected by her chronically positive attitude.
  1773. >You almost envy that in her.
  1774. >"Hey, do you want me to see if you can be added to our groupchat?" Pinkie offered.
  1775. "You can if you want to lol" You text back, trying not to sound desperate or any similar emotion.
  1776. >A few minutes later, you started getting a ton of notifications.
  1777. >Opening your phone once more, you see a new group chat in your messages.
  1778. "Hey, it's Anon here" You text, giving the unknown number a name to the six recipients.
  1779. >The six greeted you in their own unique ways.
  1780.  
  1781. >"Pinkie says you're feeling sick today" Fluttershy texted.
  1782. "Yeah, I've had a horrible fever all morning" You continue to lie.
  1783. >"That's too bad!" Rainbow commented.
  1784. >"I hope you feel better soon" Twilight tried to comfort you.
  1785. "Thanks, but all I can really do for now is take my medicine and hope for the best."
  1786. >Lying to your new friends like this creates an unpleasant feeling in your stomach.
  1787. >You really wish you could explain your situation to them.
  1788. >But there's so much more at risk than just your friendship with them.
  1789. >Celestia could lose her job.
  1790. >Or worse.
  1791. >You're trapped in more turmoil.
  1792. >"You better heal up soon! I'm gonna whip you into shape on Monday!" Rainbow warned you.
  1793. "Can't wait lol" You text back.
  1794. >"Neither can I! But I will warn you: You're gonna be sore!"
  1795. "Hey, don't threaten me with a good time lol"
  1796. >Laughter was shared in the group chat.
  1797. >For the next few hours, you learned more about the six.
  1798. >Turns out Applejack DOES live at Sweet Apple Acres.
  1799. >You also piqued Rarity's interest in your mystery friend you plan on introducing her to.
  1800. >You owe it to Norman.
  1801. >While getting a snack from the kitchen, you idly glanced over at the clock.
  1802. >5:31
  1803. >HOLY SHIT.
  1804. >Suddenly scrambling to get ready, you dressed properly for your lady and ensured you had your phone and wallet in your pockets.
  1805. >You yelled a goodbye to your parents while halfway out the door, practically sprinting down the street.
  1806. >Wait.
  1807. >Why are you sprinting?
  1808. >It's not gonna take half an hour to get to Celestia's house.
  1809. >Your lungs were burning in protest, demanding a rest from such arduous running.
  1810. >Collecting your thoughts, you slow to an idle stroll.
  1811. >You didn't need music to accompany you today.
  1812. >Thoughts of Celestia kept you company.
  1813. >Your journey through Canterlot took you to the more well-off part of town, eventually stopping at the house matching the address sent to you.
  1814. >Taking a moment to take in the image of an almost castle-like home, you pridefully knocked on the door.
  1815.  
  1816. >You mentally reflect upon your situation.
  1817. >You can count on one hand how many times you've gone over to a friend's (read: Norman's) house in your life.
  1818. >And here you are, at the private residence of your Principal.
  1819. >Are you being desperate?
  1820. >Sure, there's the whole double-date stuff with Fluttershy, but all that's still up in the air.
  1821. >You need to calm your nerves.
  1822. >But this is the closest you've ever gotten to getting with a girl.
  1823. >Let alone a WOMAN.
  1824. >...You notice how sweaty your forehead is.
  1825. >It's gotta be your nerves working in tandem with the abnormally warm weather.
  1826. >Damn global warning, making you look bad in front of your date.
  1827. >...It's been a couple minutes since you knocked.
  1828. >You look over to the driveway and sure enough, Celestia's car is sitting there.
  1829. >You suddenly become more self-conscious of your situation.
  1830. >Subtly glancing around to assess the neighborhood, you're partially relieved to see no one out and about.
  1831. >You quickly turn your head back to the door to hide your face.
  1832. >As well as crossing your fingers and praying no one happens to recognize you.
  1833. >...It's been three minutes since you knocked.
  1834. >Your nerves get the better of you and you knock the door again.
  1835. >This time you actually got a response from within the residence.
  1836. >"Come in!"
  1837. >You recognize the voice, certainly.
  1838. >But today it's much more laid back and... sing-songy?
  1839. >Is that a term?
  1840. >Waving those useless thoughts away, you grasp the metal doorknob and almost surgically twist it to open the door.
  1841. >Once the door is opened, you're immediately met with a wave of cool air.
  1842. >Awkwardly stepping inside, you take in the layout of Celestia's home.
  1843. >The walls and ceiling are almost all white, with a marble floor connecting the various rooms.
  1844. >The design aesthetic matches the exterior's, having a much more modern style than most other homes you've seen.
  1845.  
  1846. >"You're early, Anon" Celestia's voice emanates from the kitchen.
  1847. >You check the time to verify that claim.
  1848. >5:54.
  1849. >...Oh.
  1850. >That explains why you didn't get an immediate response.
  1851. "Oh, I'm sorry!" You respond, embarrassed.
  1852. >You hear a giggle in response.
  1853. >"You're lucky I wasn't in the middle of something!"
  1854. >You nod in agreement, your cheeks still red.
  1855. >Celestia enters the living room to greet you more appropriately.
  1856. >Seeing her for the second time outside of school, you take in the sight of your more relaxed Principal.
  1857. >She's dressed in a simple tank top and yoga pants.
  1858. >Must be nice to rest in simple clothes after such long weeks.
  1859. >...Then you realize you're staring.
  1860. >Shaking your head, she relaxes her demeanor much more upon seeing you.
  1861. >The two of you waste no time in embracing in a hug.
  1862. >Once more you sink into Celestia's warm body, this time less stifled by her Principal attire.
  1863. >Celestia lets out a soft sigh as she embraces you, finally able to relax after working all day.
  1864. "I hope I'm not intruding on your work." You say to her after separating to meet her eyes.
  1865. >"Anon, it's really no trouble. I need this time together probably more than you." She responds, a warm smile decorating her pristine face.
  1866. >Still in each other's embrace, you spend precious time enveloping yourself in Celestia's arms.
  1867. >Which is interrupted by a beeping sound from the kitchen.
  1868. >Suddenly separating from you, Celestia quickly makes her way to the kitchen, with you following.
  1869. >There's a pot boiling over a stove, with steam rising from the pot.
  1870. >"I thought spaghetti would be nice!" Celestia beamed, proud of her cooking,
  1871. >As Celestia stops the timer that was causing the beeping and tends to the spaghetti, you shuffle over awkwardly.
  1872. "Is there any way I can help?" You offer, feeling bad about just standing around.
  1873. >"You can set the table, I've already got this done." She replies, motioning to the dinner table nearby.
  1874.  
  1875. >Tapping into your etiquette, you gingerly place two pairs of napkins and forks at seats near each other at the dinner table.
  1876. >Celestia seems to really know what she's doing, adding other ingredients to the spaghetti before deeming them worthy of being eaten.
  1877. "I wish you told me that we were having spaghetti prior, I could have brought my family's signature tomato sauce." You offer.
  1878. >This piques Celestia's interest, raising her eyebrow as she turns to you.
  1879. >"Is that so? I'll have to remember that for next time." She replies.
  1880. "But I'm warning you: it's won awards in the past, so I will be judging your tomato sauce rather harshly." You tease.
  1881. >"Oh, I don't think you be disappointed." She said back, grinning.
  1882. >After taste testing a single strand of spaghetti, she nods in approval.
  1883. >"Ready to eat!" She announced, producing two bowls.
  1884. >As you head over to fetch dinner, you subtly graze your hand across her back.
  1885. >She reacts with a slight gasp, obviously sensitive back there.
  1886. >"Careful, boy. With all this food around you could end up making a mess." She teases.
  1887. "Oh, but what if I want to?" You slide back at her, applying some tomato sauce to the spaghetti.
  1888. >"I think that's a discussion best suited for after dinner, and remember what I said about good behavior." She reminded you, resting her hand on your shoulder as you filled your bowl with spaghetti.
  1889. >"Is there anything you'd like to drink?" Celestia offers as she goes through the refrigerator.
  1890. "Well-"
  1891. >"Something you can LEGALLY drink."
  1892. >A groan of disappointment escapes your lips as she enjoys mirthful laugh.
  1893. "Water would be fine. I'm trying to not drink too much soda."
  1894. >Celestia gave you a tall glass of water after grabbing a bottle of sparkling water from the refrigerator.
  1895. >You two took your seats next to each other at the dinner table, in front of a glass door showing off the meticulously cared for backyard.
  1896. >You raise your glass to her, and she smiles as she clicks her bottle against it.
  1897.  
  1898. >Few words were shared as you two ate, focusing more on the spaghetti.
  1899. >You also decided that it would be unbecoming of you to attempt to speak to your date with a mouth full of food.
  1900. >The tomato sauce naturally isn't as good as your family's, but it's still nice.
  1901. >The spaghetti itself was delectable, unlike any other spaghetti you had.
  1902. >Your parents would definitely like it.
  1903. >Note to self: Ask for the recipe.
  1904. >You would wolf down the spaghetti with the same ferocity your waffles see.
  1905. >But you're with a lady.
  1906. >And that's no way to behave around a lady.
  1907. >Looking over to her, she's eating dinner much more delicately.
  1908. >Hardly any tomato sauce residue on her face.
  1909. >You then summon your manners once more to carefully clean your face with a napkin.
  1910. >It's oddly silent as you eat.
  1911. >Perhaps emphasized by the sheer size of the house.
  1912. >You take a break from eating to start conversation.
  1913. "So...do you have any roommates?"
  1914. >She takes a moment to respond.
  1915. >"I used to, my sister Luna moved out a few years ago and now lives in her own place." Celestia elaborated.
  1916. "Oh, seems pretty lonely here then."
  1917. >"Indeed..."
  1918. >"But, now it's not lonely with you here." She turned to you, her brief down expression turning to a smile.
  1919. >You wink back at her, causing her to laugh a bit.
  1920. >"Charmer."
  1921. >The silence was still present afterwards, but slightly comforted by each other.
  1922. >You finished the spaghetti not too long after, before Celestia.
  1923. >Trying to be helpful, you get up from your chair and go to wash your bowl in the sink.
  1924. >"You don't have to do that, Anon. Let me worry about dishes." Celestia interjects.
  1925. "But you've done a lot for me already and I want to be helpful." You reply.
  1926. >"Anon, you're my guest. I can't ask you to clean the dishes as my guest."
  1927. "Well, I'm gonna clean my bowl and you can't stop me." You teased.
  1928. >Celestia rested her head on her hand as you washed your bowl.
  1929. >You tease her by making smug faces at her as you clean, eliciting some laughter from her.
  1930.  
  1931. >"If only all students were as eager to clean up after themselves as you." Celestia remarked.
  1932. "Well, they don't have a six foot five temptress to encourage them." You respond with a grin.
  1933. >"Oh, temptress? Is that how you see me?"
  1934. >You wink at her before finishing cleaning your bowl.
  1935. >"Silly boy." Celestia giggled.
  1936. >"And you're not cleaning my bowl! You're my guest!" Celestia insisted.
  1937. "Oh, but I just want to heeeeeeelp." You tease making your way towards her.
  1938. >"I understand, and it's very admirable, but it's really not your responsibility!"
  1939. >You reach for the bowl, but she's quicker than you, and held it away from you.
  1940. >Curse her amazonian physique.
  1941. >"Remember, best behavior~" Celestia reminded you, booping your nose.
  1942. "Helping clean the dishes is bad behavior?"
  1943. >"In this instance, yes!"
  1944. >"Savor this, Anon. A time where proper behavior is not cleaning may never come again~"
  1945. >Faking frustration, you pull away and harumph as you cross your arms.
  1946. >A hearty giggle could be heard from Celestia as she cleaned her own bowl.
  1947. >As much as you teased her, you did want to help her where you could.
  1948. >Not JUST because she's insanely hot.
  1949. >"You can make yourself comfortable in the living room." She offered.
  1950. >Re-entering the luxurious living room, you opt to sit down on the couch in front of the TV.
  1951. >It's really soft.
  1952. >You're almost afraid you'll sink right through the sofa.
  1953. >Maybe this was her dastardly plan all along.
  1954. >To seduce high school seniors and lure them to her house and kidnap them.
  1955. >"I hope you had enough to eat." Celestia said, walking into the living room.
  1956. "Oh, it was more than enough. Thank you, it was wonderful!" You happily reply.
  1957. >Celestia could only smile gently as she joined you on the couch, leaning on your shoulder as she rested her eyes.
  1958. >Come to think of it, the dinner made you feel tired too.
  1959. >You lean into Celestia in return, enjoying the moment.
  1960.  
  1961. >This time was different from the other times you embraced your Principal like this.
  1962. >This time, there really was no time limit on how long you could spend with her.
  1963. >You didn't need to go home in 15 minutes.
  1964. >This afternoon, it was just you and Celestia.
  1965. >And it was really nice.
  1966. >You noticed that the silence permeating throughout the house is much more comforting now.
  1967. >Penetrated only by Celestia's soft breathing, you didn't need anything else.
  1968. >Suddenly, Celestia laid back and raised her arms, beckoning you forward.
  1969. >You freeze up for a moment.
  1970. >Slowly and carefully, you maneuvered your body to be laying on top of Celestia.
  1971. >Your face was almost literally buried in her neck, but she certainly didn't seem to mind.
  1972. >With a soft sigh, she wrapped her arms around your body and nuzzled closer into you.
  1973. >You feel like a giant teddy bear.
  1974. >Her body was much warmer than usual, perhaps more relaxed or happy.
  1975. >She doesn't look like she has a fever.
  1976. >Every now and again, Celestia would lean her head up and plant a gentle kiss on your forehead.
  1977. >You feel your face grow warmer with every kiss.
  1978. >Trying not to disturb her too much, you sneak your arms under her torso, matching her grip on you.
  1979. >She wiggled slightly to help you, tightening her hold on you slightly.
  1980. >You lift your head up to meet her eyes.
  1981. >To say she looked angelic is a massive understatement.
  1982. >Her half lidded eyes matched with her flawless face and gentle smile beautifully.
  1983. >As if she could read her mind, Celestia closed her eyes and drew her face closer to yours.
  1984. >You met her in the middle for another deep, loving kiss.
  1985. >As you savored the taste of her lips once more, you could hear her gently sigh into the kiss, rubbing your back slightly.
  1986. >You and Celestia were in almost perfect synchronization, opening and closing your mouths for air in the middle of the kiss.
  1987. >Then you get an idea.
  1988. >You pull away from Celestia to get her attention.
  1989.  
  1990. "You've been working really hard, haven't you?"
  1991. >Celestia gently nodded in response.
  1992. >You gingerly kiss her cheek.
  1993. "You want to relax, don't you?"
  1994. >She nods once more.
  1995. >You kiss just below her ear, eliciting a soft gasp from her.
  1996. "You want to enjoy your self, don't you?"
  1997. >Her nod was more eager this time.
  1998. >Moving your head lower, you kiss Celestia's neck.
  1999. >Celestia audibly gasped as she grabbed your hair, arching her back slightly.
  2000. >You pull back to look into her eyes once more.
  2001. "Do you want me to keep going?"
  2002. >"You better, naughty boy."
  2003. >Almost immediately after responding, her hand that was still gripping your hair forced your head back into her neck.
  2004. >Not wanting to waste Celestia's time, you return to kissing and licking her exposed neck.
  2005. >The image of Celestia as the dignified Principal was gone as she audibly gasped and moaned at every kiss, almost grinding her hips against your leg.
  2006. >You move your hands up and down her sides as she used one hand to rub your back and the other to grip your hair.
  2007. >After a couple minutes, your head was suddenly jerked up as she pulled you towards her face and met in an even more heated kiss.
  2008. >Her hands gripped the side of your face as you kept rubbing her sides.
  2009. >You could feel her tongue prodding your lips, asking for permission to enter.
  2010. >You open your mouth to oblige, but the sensation of another tongue against yours caught you off guard.
  2011. >Retracting your head slightly, Celestia's expression became more worried.
  2012. >"Oh no, did I go too far?"
  2013. "No, it's just...it felt kinda weird." You sheepishly admit.
  2014. >She smiled in relief.
  2015. >"I can imagine. I'll let you lead, then."
  2016. >Nodding, you dive right back into the kiss.
  2017. >This time, you carefully introduce your tongue to your Principal's.
  2018. >Being more careful this time, Celestia helped you get used to the concept of french kissing.
  2019. >Nobody ever tells you how weird french kissing is the first time you try it.
  2020.  
  2021. >You waste no time in attaching your lips to Celestia's once more.
  2022. >You carefully work your tongue inside her mouth, and after slightly recoiling at the sensation of another tongue, you soon get back into the groove.
  2023. >Celestia was incredibly eager to kiss you more, her fingernails almost digging into your face.
  2024. >In the excitement, you two end up rolling off the couch and rather gracelessly falling onto the carpeted floor.
  2025. >After a moment of disorientation Celestia pins you onto the ground, her hips straddling yours.
  2026. >You notice her shirt's rode up a bit, allowing you a slight view of her midriff.
  2027. >So thin, yet so toned.
  2028. >Your staring session was cut short as Celestia dove back onto you, moaning more audibly as your hands kept traveling up and down her sides.
  2029. >You drink in the sensation of Celestia's flawless skin as your tongue is engaged in a fiery dance with hers.
  2030. >Deciding to be a little more brave, your hands venture down her back, whereupon you firmly grasp Celestia's butt.
  2031. >This causes her to gasp slightly as she shoots up, trying her best to give you a faux-stern expression despite her clear arousal.
  2032. >"You naughty boy, you're lucky I like you so much." She scolds, barely hiding a grin.
  2033. "You know, I AM 18 years old." You remind her.
  2034. >"What does this have to do with your transgression?" She grinned.
  2035. >Summoning your strength, you grab her sides and flip Celestia onto her back, with you towering over her.
  2036. >Putting on your best impression of a smolder, you meet her eyes.
  2037. "It means I'm a man." You respond, deepening your voice for added effect.
  2038. >Celestia then bursts into a giggle fit.
  2039. "I am!"
  2040. >"Oh, I know, but it's so much more fun to tease you~" Celestia says, stroking your cheek.
  2041. >She plants another quick kiss on your lips before speaking again.
  2042. >"Well, Mr. Manly Man, don't forget to be on your best behavior~"
  2043. "No promises~" You tease, before going back into kissing your Principal.
  2044. >Your tongues return to their dance of passion as you rub her thighs.
  2045.  
  2046. >Your tongue quickly reunited with Celestia's as your hands move to explore her thighs.
  2047. >Celestia doesn't even bother suppressing her moans any more, gripping your face like her life depended on it.
  2048. >A few fingers idly grazing by the area where her legs meet told you that she was incredibly wet.
  2049. >You try to sneak your hands under Celestia's shirt again, and managed to make a little more progress before she stopped you.
  2050. >"Not here." She simply stated.
  2051. >Before you could respond, she grabbed your hand and practically ran upstairs.
  2052. >Being dragged along, you could see out the windows that the evening sky was painted in countless, beautiful colors.
  2053. >Celestia practically knocked the door down before ending her sprint, joining her hands with yours as you realized where you were.
  2054. >Celestia's bedroom.
  2055. >Holy shit.
  2056. >It's happening.
  2057. >"I've really enjoyed our time together today." Celestia said with a sultry tone.
  2058. >"But I HAVE warned you to be on your best behavior."
  2059. "So how did I do?" You eagerly ask.
  2060. >She spends a moment pretending to think to herself, raising your anticipation.
  2061. >"Besides a few notable incidents, I think you've been a good boy~" She teased.
  2062. >Her hips sway slightly as she plants another kiss on your lips.
  2063. >"Do you want to know what your reward is?"
  2064. >You can only nod in response.
  2065. >Celestia moved closer to your ear and whispered two choice words:
  2066. >"Strip me."
  2067. >You're frozen.
  2068. >You almost can't think.
  2069. >Is this real life?
  2070. >A lot's happening in your mind.
  2071. >A million thoughts are racing at once.
  2072. >Mentally slapping yourself, you snap back to reality.
  2073. >Celestia's still standing there, and slowly moves your hands to her hips.
  2074. >"I'm all yours, Anon."
  2075. >There's the green light.
  2076. >You gently knead your hands on her hips, subtly raising her shirt to expose more of her midriff.
  2077. >You can hear Celestia shiver in excitement as your hands ascent her stomach, taking her shirt with them.
  2078. >Her stomach is exposed in all its glory, which you pepper with gentle kisses.
  2079.  
  2080. >Not wanting to waste too much time on one portion of her heavenly body, you grip Celestia's thin shirt and lift it above her head.
  2081. >Tossing it to the side, you take in the sight of Celestia's top half contained by only a bra.
  2082. >The bra in question was light blue and lacy.
  2083. >Clearly she was prepared for today.
  2084. >Good lord her cleavage looks amazing.
  2085. >Honestly, how could any of the girls in your grade compare to these D-Cups?
  2086. >You almost feel sorry for them.
  2087. >The warm smile you've come to love still covers Celestia's face, taking pride in her body.
  2088. >"Don't stare too much, I'm almost getting impatient." She teases.
  2089. >You're once more snapped out of your trance to realize what you have to do next.
  2090. >Your hands glide across Celestia's midriff to her back, where you could feel the clasp holding back the stuff of your dreams.
  2091. >Moving even closer to her, you fumble with her clasp to undo her bra.
  2092. >And fumble...
  2093. >And fumble...
  2094. >...This isn't as easy as you imagined it would be.
  2095. >"Would you like some help?" Celestia asked with a smug grin.
  2096. "I got it, don't worry." You reassure.
  2097. >At long last, the clasp finally separates itself and Celestia's bra fell loose.
  2098. >Celestia's hands on your shoulders tensed up a bit.
  2099. >Almost surgically, you removed the bra from Celestia's shoulders and the undergarment fell to the ground.
  2100. >...
  2101. >...
  2102. >...
  2103. >Her breasts are the most beautiful things you've ever seen.
  2104. >Almost perfectly round and her pink nipples were erect and ready.
  2105. >Your hands fell to Celestia's hips.
  2106. >You don't even bother trying to stop yourself from burying your face in between her breasts.
  2107. >Celestia laughs a bit at your display.
  2108. >"Having fun, are we?" She asks, twiddling with your hair.
  2109. >You can only nod as you motorboat Celestia's chest.
  2110. >You decide to surface momentarily to then suck on her right nipple.
  2111. >The loudest moan Celestia's made was produced as her knees almost buckle beneath her.
  2112.  
  2113. >Your teeth gently graze the outer portion of her nipple as your tongue flicks across the center.
  2114. >Your left hand decides to pick up the slack and gently pinch and fondle her left nipple.
  2115. >Glancing up, you find Celestia completely enraptured in the experience.
  2116. >Her eyes were closed as she gasped and moaned in tandem with your actions.
  2117. >Her face is a shade of red you're positive you've never seen before.
  2118. >While her hands were still gripping your hair to ensure you kept playing with her nipples.
  2119. >Deciding to make good use of her bedroom, you summon your strength and wrap your arms around her waist.
  2120. >She yelps in surprise as you lift the amazon woman off her feet and carry her over to the bed.
  2121. >Gently placing the beautiful woman on her back, you find Celestia's eyes filled with a passionate fire.
  2122. >"Aren't...you...hah...eager?" Celestia manages to get out in between pants of lust.
  2123. "Only for you, Princess~" You sensually respond.
  2124. >Princess?
  2125. >Where did that come from?
  2126. >Oh well, it fits.
  2127. >Celestia's clearly impatient now, gripping your face and forcing it back onto her breasts.
  2128. >You're not one to disappoint, so you nibble her nipple with more force, earning almost screams of pleasure from your Principal.
  2129. >"I'm a...hah...big girl, Anon. You...can be...a little more rough." She informed you.
  2130. "I just wanted to make sure I'm on my best behavior." You tease her.
  2131. >She isn't really impressed, as indicated by forcing you to return to playing with her nipples.
  2132. >With every flick and every bite Celestia's back arched up as the most lewd sounds you've ever heard escaped Celestia.
  2133. >Her nipples taste really nice.
  2134. >Wanting to ensure proper pleasure, you alternate from licking and biting the left and right nipple as Celestia writhes in pleasure beneath you.
  2135. >Suddenly, she pushes you up.
  2136. >"You're not done yet, naughty boy~"
  2137. >Oh yeah.
  2138. >Her lower half.
  2139. >You almost forgot.
  2140. >You hastily yet lovingly move your hands from her breasts, down her stomach, to rest on her yoga pants.
  2141.  
  2142. >What was immediately noticeable was the heat radiating off of her honeypot.
  2143. >The dampness has grown significantly.
  2144. >It's no mystery why.
  2145. >"Are you...just gonna...hah...stare?" Celestia pants.
  2146. >You really don't want to just stare.
  2147. >But you're still frozen.
  2148. >Here you are.
  2149. >Kneeling over a half-naked woman of your dreams, practically begging you to strip her naked.
  2150. >You're only 18.
  2151. >You really hope you don't mess anything up.
  2152. >Steeling your nerve, you make the leap by grabbing the waistband of her yoga pants and pull them down to her ankles.
  2153. >Celestia helps by raising her legs as you pull her pants down.
  2154. >God her legs are something to behold.
  2155. >Those thighs are perfectly thick.
  2156. >Those hips are BUILT for child-bearing.
  2157. >So long and slender.
  2158. >Once her yoga pants bunch up at her ankles, you pull them off completely and toss them over your shoulder, along with her socks.
  2159. >The sight you're met with is extremely sexy.
  2160. >Her panties match her already discarded bra, lacy and light blue.
  2161. >But with a darker shade of blue, thanks to her liquid arousal.
  2162. >At risk of sounding repetitive, Celestia looks insanely beautiful.
  2163. >Rarity? Sunset Shimmer?
  2164. >They've got nothing on the Principal.
  2165. >"Hey...you're not done, lover boy." Celestia reminded you.
  2166. >Here we are.
  2167. >The one last article of clothing covering her body.
  2168. >You're pretty sure you've never been this hard for this long before in your life.
  2169. >But you have a job.
  2170. >You take Celestia's right leg into your hands, sensually rubbing up and down.
  2171. >Celestia is practically panting now, her breath heavy with anticipation.
  2172. >While your hands go up and down on her amazing leg, you begin planting kisses near her ankle.
  2173. >You're not even a feet guy but God damn Celestia makes a compelling case.
  2174. >You continue kissing her leg, working up from her ankle to her shin.
  2175. >From her shin to her calf.
  2176. >From her calf to her thigh.
  2177. >From her thigh to her inner thigh.
  2178. >Her thighs are so soft.
  2179. >Finally, you arrive at your destination.
  2180.  
  2181. >The union of Celestia's legs.
  2182. >Only one small layer of fabric separates you from Principal Celestia's womanhood.
  2183. >It's as if your entire life has been leading up to this moment.
  2184. >You owe Norman a huge 'thank you' later.
  2185. >"Take...them...off!" Celestia tries to demand.
  2186. >Then an evil grin spreads across your face.
  2187. >You slowly move up to her face to whisper in her ear.
  2188. "Only if you ask nicely~"
  2189. >"Please, Anon..!"
  2190. "Please what?"
  2191. >You might be enjoying this a little too much.
  2192. >"Pl...please strip me naked and love me!"
  2193. >That's all you needed to hear.
  2194. "Anything for you, Princess~"
  2195. >You return your focus to Celestia's panties.
  2196. >Slowly and lovingly, you plant a gentle kiss on the fabric of her panties in between her legs.
  2197. >Celestia responds with the most lewd and girlish moan you've ever heard.
  2198. >She almost screams in pleasure when you drag your tongue up her panties.
  2199. >With your Principal almost at her breaking point, you bite her panties and slowly drag them down her legs with your mouth.
  2200. >It took what felt like ages, but once her damp panties reached her ankles, you take even more of them in your mouth to discard of them.
  2201. >The sight you're met with when you look upon Celestia is a sight surely reserved for divine beings.
  2202. >Principal Celestia.
  2203. >The Principal of Canterlot High, one of the most respected high schools in the country.
  2204. >Completely naked.
  2205. >Coated in her own arousal.
  2206. >Her eyes begging you to come closer.
  2207. >She looks divine.
  2208. >You're not worthy of such beauty.
  2209. >Celestia has a slight patch of hair above her pristine pussy, carefully groomed.
  2210. >Celestia's skin shows no sign of age or stretching.
  2211. >Her multi-colored hair flows down her bods and over her chest like water from the fountain of youth.
  2212. >Her eyes are filled with more love and desire than you thought existed in the world.
  2213. >Her luscious lips form a smile akin to a fireplace on Christmas morning.
  2214. >Her bountiful chest heaves up and down in anticipation.
  2215. >She's more than beautiful
  2216. >Celestia IS beauty.
  2217.  
  2218. >Celestia knows how attracted to her you are.
  2219. >She sits up and wraps her arms around her own head.
  2220. >She gets on her knees and sways her hips from side to side in an incredibly hypnotic way.
  2221. >It's working.
  2222. >You're absolutely hypnotized.
  2223. >"Normally the thought of being seen nude by one of my students or coworkers would horrify me." She said to you, as if being controlled by her lust.
  2224. >"But you, Anon..."
  2225. >"You make me feel free."
  2226. >Celestia draws closer to you, hunger in her eyes.
  2227. >"You liberate me."
  2228. >Her hands swiftly go under your shirt and within the blink of an eye, your shirt is off.
  2229. >One of Celestia's hands undoes the zipper on your pants as the other rubs your chest up and down.
  2230. >"Do you want to feel liberated?"
  2231. "Y-Yes." You meekly stammer out.
  2232. >She smiles as her face draws a breath's distance away from yours.
  2233. >"Then hold me and love me, Anon."
  2234. >Suddenly, you're pulled to the bed, with you on top of your dear Principal.
  2235. >"And let me love you."
  2236. >You could barely wait for her to finish talking before you dove into another deep, loving kiss with her.
  2237. >Her arms wrap around your neck even tighter than before as she forces her tongue into your mouth.
  2238. >Celestia doesn't even bother hiding her arousal as she humps your leg, coating your thigh in her love juice.
  2239. >You can't help but hump her in return, rubbing your meat on her stomach thanks to her incredibly tall physique.
  2240. >You eagerly fondle her breasts as you kiss her, which she gratefully accepts.
  2241. >But to your slight disappointment, she parts from you to meet your eyes.
  2242. >"We can't go all the way...not tonight...but you can have your fun with me~" Celestia informs you.
  2243. "Right, and you can have fun with me." You reply.
  2244. >You get up momentarily to quickly strip naked yourself, much to Celestia's approval.
  2245. >You can't help but feel a slight pang of self-consciousness.
  2246. >She bites her lip as she looks you up and down.
  2247. >Clearly your fully erect member impresses the amazon.
  2248. >Fuck yeah.
  2249. >Flash Sentry could never.
  2250.  
  2251. >You hastily grab your divine Principal and pull her into another deep kiss.
  2252. >Her hands gratefully take advantage of your nude situation, finding their way across your body, from your thighs to your neck.
  2253. >You part from the kiss to return your focus to kissing her neck some more.
  2254. >"Hey...hah...try not to leave any hickeys." Celestia reminds you.
  2255. >That's a very good point.
  2256. >It's gonna be the world's most awkward conversation between Celestia and nosy coworkers on how those marks got on her neck.
  2257. >Not to mention what students might think.
  2258. "Then how about I leave some marks where no one would see?" You offer.
  2259. >This piques her interest as your kisses descend her body.
  2260. >Shivering and moaning in pleasure, your hands greedily grip her sides as you suck on her nipples some more.
  2261. >The more you pleasure Celestia, the more she sounds like a giddy teenager.
  2262. >Her moans getting high pitched and squirming pleasurably more and more.
  2263. >It's really cute.
  2264. >Your kisses descend further to cover her lovely tummy in some more kisses.
  2265. >So soft, yet so toned just beneath the skin.
  2266. >At this point, you're probably addicted to Celestia's body.
  2267. >Your kisses continue to the patch of hair just above her pussy.
  2268. >It's the same color as her sweeping hair, but carefully trimmed.
  2269. >Did she do this just today for you coming over?
  2270. >That's incredibly flattering.
  2271. >It's trimmed in the shape of...
  2272. >...the sun?
  2273. >That's new.
  2274. >And then, you arrive.
  2275. >Your face is only an inch away from Principal Celestia's womanhood.
  2276. >The forbidden fruit.
  2277. >What other guys at Canterlot High have only dreamed of.
  2278. >Is now presented in full to you.
  2279. >And you alone.
  2280. >You're in awe.
  2281. >"I didn't tell you to stop, naughty boy~" Celestia spoke up.
  2282. >Looking up, Celestia's smile has widened greatly as her eyes are filled with need.
  2283.  
  2284. >Celestia's obviously slightly embarrassed at being at a student's mercy like this.
  2285. >But she wants you.
  2286. >You can't delay any further.
  2287. >It's showtime.
  2288. >Fastening your hands on her amazing hips, you lower your head and drag your tongue up the length of her pussy.
  2289. >What followed was the loudest and lewdest moan you've ever heard from a woman.
  2290. >That includes your pornography of choice.
  2291. >Her legs immediately lock around your head to keep you in place and stay focused.
  2292. >With how Celestia arches up, you almost think she's trying out for the remake of The Exorcist.
  2293. >No, bad Anon.
  2294. >Stay focused.
  2295. >Gripping her hips even tighter, you lick Celestia's womanhood like it's the only thing you've eaten in days.
  2296. >In between gasps and moans, you can make out Celestia screaming your name in immense pleasure.
  2297. >Her pussy has kind of a strange taste.
  2298. >There's a tanginess to it, but it's also rather sweet.
  2299. >Your tongue, and the rest of your mouth for that matter, quickly became coated in Celestia's love juices.
  2300. >You're certainly not complaining.
  2301. >You quicken your pace, becoming more intense and nibbling slightly on her honeypot.
  2302. >At this point, Celestia's almost screaming in pleasure.
  2303. >You pray to God that the neighbors don't file a noise complaint.
  2304. >As much of an ego stroke as that would be.
  2305. >She grips your hair with a lust-fueled fury unparalleled to what you've felt before.
  2306. >"Anon...please...keep...Oooooooohhh~" Celestia manages to speak.
  2307. >Her legs tighten around your face.
  2308. >You're pressed further into her womanhood.
  2309. >You could die right now and die a happy man.
  2310. >As much as that would kill the mood for Celestia.
  2311. >Celestia tries to warn you, but cuts herself off with a dangerously lewd moan as a torrent of her juices burst forward and coat your entire face.
  2312. >You almost literally drown in the pussy.
  2313. >Once Celestia finished, she almost collapsed onto the bed, gasping for air and rubbing her body up and down in the haze of afterglow.
  2314.  
  2315. >You take a moment to collect yourself and clean Celestia's juices off your face.
  2316. >Your length is still at full mast, seemingly bigger than you've ever seen it before.
  2317. >Not that you measure the length of your dick.
  2318. >That would be weird.
  2319. >Celestia then gets on her knees, spins you around and sets you down on her bed, lying back in the position she was just in.
  2320. >The amazon woman towers over you, and leans into your ear.
  2321. >"My turn, lover boy~" She whispers.
  2322. >Before you could inquire as to what that would entail, Celestia sandwiches your flag pole between her massive breasts.
  2323. >You can't stop yourself from moaning in response to the sensation.
  2324. >This feels so much better than jerking off.
  2325. >Like, not even comparable.
  2326. >Knowing exactly what she's doing, Celestia moves her boobs up and down on your manhood slowly and with purpose.
  2327. >"Sing for me, birdy~" Celestia teases, knowing you're trying to restrain yourself from any lewd noises.
  2328. >As if you could help it, your masculinity went out the window as you moaned in approval of Celestia's methods.
  2329. >You felt yourself building up much sooner than what you're used to.
  2330. >Then again, you're certainly not used to Celestia.
  2331. >Her chest is so soft and she herself is so passionate in stroking your manhood.
  2332. >You look down to meet her gaze and drink in the sight of your Principal giving you a boobjob.
  2333. >All it took was her gently kissing the tip for you to lose it.
  2334. >Your ejaculate burst out in white streams, coating Celestia's face.
  2335. >To you, that's a flag of victory.
  2336. >"Well, that was fun!" She beamed.
  2337. >Feeling more ecstasy than you've felt in your life, you could only mutter general noises of approval.
  2338. "Unnghhh...uh-huh."
  2339. >Celestia giggles at your exhausted state, and goes to the bathroom to clean her face off.
  2340. >You rest back, fully nude and absorbing the softness of Celestia's luxurious bed.
  2341. >Not too long later, Celestia returned with a clean face and making no attempt to cover her nude form.
  2342.  
  2343. "I feel now's as good a time as ever to discuss my GPA-." You tease with a grin.
  2344. >Celestia smacks you with a pillow, giggling.
  2345. >"You're awful, Anon!" She replied, grinning.
  2346. >"Also, 'princess'?"
  2347. >You immediately get flustered, reminded of that particular pet name.
  2348. "I don't know, it just felt right!" You reply.
  2349. >"Don't worry, I think it's cute!" She reassured you.
  2350. >"Hmmm, Princess Celestia. I think I can get used to that." Celestia hummed.
  2351. "I'm glad you approve, Princess~" You goad further, joining her once more for another quick, loving kiss.
  2352. >"You know, I think you'd be a lovely Prince." Celestia commented, causing your cheeks to flush slightly.
  2353. >Prince Anon?
  2354. >That could work.
  2355. >The evening sky beyond the bedroom window was replaced with the vast, starry sky of the night.
  2356. >A bright, full moon governs the night, providing light to where there would otherwise be none.
  2357. >The lights in the bedroom were turned off as Celestia sighed contentedly and embraced you further.
  2358. >This felt right.
  2359. >You and Celestia, completely nude and embracing together.
  2360. >Here, you don't have to worry about grades or college or your social life.
  2361. >With Celestia, everything's alright.
  2362. >Celestia's heavenly face is decorated with a warm smile, obviously content with being with you.
  2363. >It feels great that you could be here for Celestia in a way no other student could.
  2364. >To provide her not only company, but companionship and love.
  2365. >Twilight: 0, Anonymous: 1
  2366. >Your thoughts slow as sleep approaches.
  2367. >Celestia drifts off to sleep along with you.
  2368. >As you begin your transition to dream land, Celestia nude, warm body gives you the best night's sleep of your life.
  2369. >This...
  2370. >This is bliss.
  2371.  
  2372. >When you woke up, the clock on your phone read 9:21.
  2373. >After a brief bout of disorientation, you remember that you drifted off to sleep in your Principal's bedroom.
  2374. >...But your dear Principal Celestia is nowhere to be found in the room you currently inhabit.
  2375. >You can't help but feel slightly disappointed, hoping to wake up next to Celestia.
  2376. >She's probably downstairs eating breakfast.
  2377. >At least you'd hope so.
  2378. >It's her house.
  2379. >Checking your phone, you notice over sixty text notifications.
  2380. >A quick investigation further revealed that these were all from the Main Six's group chat.
  2381. >They weren't really talking about anything too important, just idle chat.
  2382. >Near the end, you caught Pinkie and Applejack expressing confusion and slight concern as to why you weren't contributing to the conversation at all.
  2383. >"I hope Nonny's doing okay!" Pinkie's text read.
  2384. >"I'm sure he's fine. He did say he was sick yesterday." Twilight reassured.
  2385. >"But it's kinda strange he hasn't texted at all." Applejack added.
  2386. >"Maybe he's staying quiet because he still feels weird about being part of the group." Fluttershy suggested.
  2387. >"HE SHOULDNT!!" Pinkie was quick to add.
  2388. >Rarity and Rainbow Dash must still be asleep.
  2389. >You almost want to tell them you got to third base with the Principal just to see their reaction.
  2390. >But you really can't.
  2391. >There's more at stake than your reputation.
  2392. "I LIVE" You finally respond to the group.
  2393. >"Nonny's alive!" Pinkie happily responds.
  2394. "Yeah, I'm sorry for not texting at all. I spent most of yesterday exhausted from my sickness." You lie.
  2395. >"It's okay!! Resting is important!" Fluttershy reassured.
  2396. >"I knew Anon was fine." Twilight reminded.
  2397. "Gotta shower, brb." You text, wanting to be more open to your new friends.
  2398. >After a brief expedition through Celestia's castle-like home, you finally find yourself in the master bathroom.
  2399. >Celestia's clothes from yesterday sit in a pile near the shower.
  2400. >Should you..?
  2401. >...No, way too pervy.
  2402.  
  2403. >You turn the shower on and after ensuring the water was at an acceptable temperature, you enter the shower.
  2404. >The first thing you notice is how spacious Celestia's shower is.
  2405. >Even with your arms outstretched, you couldn't touch the walls when standing in the center.
  2406. >You take a moment to soak in the water and feel your tensions wash away.
  2407. >Feeling the warm water course down your body is especially relaxing after how eventful last night was.
  2408. >Figuring you should actually wash yourself at some point, you take a glance at Celestia's shower amenities.
  2409. >It's all typical feminine-themed shower products.
  2410. >Shampoo, conditioner, body wash, and countless more unknown substances.
  2411. >All labelled stuff like lilac, lily and other flowers.
  2412. >Oh well, it's no big deal.
  2413. >One shampoo and body wash scrubbing later, you were ready to step out of the shower.
  2414. >Turning off the shower, you grab a fresh new towel from a stack of neatly folded towels to dry yourself off.
  2415. >You'll have to brush your teeth when you get home.
  2416. >After you're properly dry, you get back into your discarded clothes from yesterday and make your way downstairs.
  2417. >Sure enough, Celestia's in the kitchen making pancakes.
  2418. >Humming a simple tune to herself as she cooks.
  2419. >She's wearing simple pajamas, that is to say a too-big T-shirt and pajama pants.
  2420. >Along with an apron.
  2421. >Celestia's gonna give you a cavity from how sweet she is.
  2422. >You want to greet her and offer to help cook pancakes, but she'll most likely insist you don't need to help.
  2423. >Maybe you should sneak up on her and hug her from behind?
  2424. >Nah, not while she's cooking.
  2425. >And especially not when fire is involved.
  2426. >Then you get an idea.
  2427. >Pulling out your phone, you turn your volume all the way up, open YouTube, and play a particular song.
  2428. >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PTRZOc3S_HE
  2429. >Her head quickly turns around in surprise, but relaxes once she sees it's you.
  2430. >"Good morning, Anon!" She chirped.
  2431. "Good morning, Celly!" You reply happily.
  2432.  
  2433. >The two of you embrace in a warm hug as your song plays in the background.
  2434. >As Celestia gets the lyrics of the song, she pulls away and gives you an unimpressed look.
  2435. >You can't help but giggle at your devious scheme.
  2436. >"I suppose I should have expected this." Celestia sighed, grinning.
  2437. >Still smiling, you take her hands and sway her gently in time with the song.
  2438. >Celestia heartily laughs as she accepts the little dance, spinning and enjoying herself.
  2439. >But this doesn't last as Celestia is reminded that she's supposed to be cooking.
  2440. >Darting back to the pan, you follow her over.
  2441. "I probably already know the answer, but is there any way I can help?" You offer.
  2442. >"Anon, you're my guest, and I'm your host. Let me be a good hostess." She giggled.
  2443. >Not wanting to cause any more trouble, you sit back in the same chair you occupied for dinner yesterday.
  2444. >The delicious scent of pancakes cooked with love wafts through the kitchen and emanates about you.
  2445. >It's enough to make you realize how hungry you really are.
  2446. >With not much material for conversation between you and Celestia, you get back to seeing what the Six are up to.
  2447. >"So how are you feeling today Anon?" Fluttershy asks you.
  2448. "Much better, seems like the sickness is gone" You text back.
  2449. >"Yay! Then you can come to school tomorrow!" Pinkie cheered.
  2450. >"Don't want Principal Celestia to spend a day without her pet." Rainbow teased, having finally woken up.
  2451. >Oh, if only you knew.
  2452. "Oh btw, thanks for the apples, AJ. They're the best I've ever had!" You text, remembering one of your many Notes to Self.
  2453. >"Aww shucks, thanks Anon!" Applejack happily replies.
  2454. >"What are you gonna do today?" Twilight asks.
  2455. "Just homework and lazing around."
  2456. >The other five girls reveal similar plans for the day, with slight variations from Rainbow and Applejack, who are gonna be exercising and doing farm work respectively.
  2457. >A plate containing a stack of four pancakes appears on the place mat before you, along with a beaming Celestia.
  2458.  
  2459. >"Order up!" Celestia proclaims, presenting a fork and knife.
  2460. >You smile as she sits next to you with her own plate of pancakes.
  2461. >You gingerly cut a slice of the stack suitable for the size of your mouth, and eat it.
  2462. >...These are the best pancakes you've ever had.
  2463. >Like, they're heavenly.
  2464. >Perfectly fluffy and not gooey.
  2465. >The maple syrup slowly cascades down the pile, adding a delicious flavor it it.
  2466. >Celestia spoils you so.
  2467. >She's the gift that keeps on giving.
  2468. >"So how did I do?" Celestia asked with a grin on her face, as if she already knows the answer.
  2469. "It's amazing!" You eagerly respond, hastily swallowing the pancake in your mouth.
  2470. >Celestia beams with pride.
  2471. >"Old family recipe! It's won awards before!"
  2472. "I bet!" You manage to speak in the midst of eating more of the heavenly pancakes.
  2473. >"And before you ask: it's also a family secret." Celestia teases, booping your nose.
  2474. >Oh, you'll get that recipe.
  2475. >Someday.
  2476. >You can't have these pancakes just once.
  2477. >You peer at Celestia to attempt to pressure her into giving it to you.
  2478. >She only giggles in response.
  2479. >You'll try again later.
  2480. >"I imagine you slept well last night." Celestia remarked.
  2481. >You nod in response.
  2482. "Best sleep I've had in years!"
  2483. "But I wish I could've woken up next to you."
  2484. >"Oh, I know, but my job as Principal demands I get out of bed just before the sun rises." Celestia explained.
  2485. >That makes sense.
  2486. "I'll try again next time." You remark.
  2487. >Celestia nods with a slight blush on her face.
  2488. >Once your eyes meet again, you flex your charisma level and wink at her.
  2489. >She falls into another giggle fit in response.
  2490. >You've still got progress to make.
  2491. >"I think I like you more when you're all flustered." Celestia teased.
  2492. >Your cheeks start burning after hearing that.
  2493. >"Yeah, that's more like it." Celestia adds, smugly.
  2494. >You decide to not encourage the tease further and return your focus to the pancakes.
  2495. >Which certainly isn't hard, scrumptious as they are.
  2496. >...Scrumptious?
  2497. >She's doing things to you.
  2498.  
  2499. >Curse your appetite, the pancakes vanish from your plate.
  2500. >Celestia was prepared today, and quickly snatched your plate away before you could grab it.
  2501. >"Ha! Now you can't be annoying about the dishes!" Celestia cheered, holding the plate above her head like an uninteresting trophy.
  2502. >You groan at her reflexes, and she giggles in satisfaction.
  2503. >Your eyes flash to her plate, but she could tell you were thinking that, and yanked her plate away with yours.
  2504. >Admitting defeat, you fake pout and cross your arms looking away.
  2505. >Celestia's face was painted in a smug grin as she made her way to the sink.
  2506. >"Better luck next time, silly boy~"
  2507. "Flattery won't help you, Celly. I'll get you next time!" You proclaim.
  2508. >"I'm sure you will." She grinned as she rinsed the two plates.
  2509. >Then you get a devious idea.
  2510. >Slinking up behind you, you peer around her to view her handiwork in the sink.
  2511. >Not over her shoulder, as she's still incredibly tall.
  2512. "Man, Principal, cook, hostess, you're a woman of many talents!" You compliment her.
  2513. >And then you smack her shapely rear.
  2514. >Celestia yelps in response, and turns to you with her face flushing, betraying her stern expression.
  2515. >You're unable to keep yourself from giggling at your handiwork.
  2516. >She peers at you and points her slender index finger right at you.
  2517. >"You are so, SO lucky I like you enough to let you strip me." Celestia scolded, still flustered.
  2518. >"But don't expect similar forgiveness in school, mister!"
  2519. "Oh come on, not even for me?"
  2520. "Your poor, dear lover?" You retort, putting on your best innocent facade.
  2521. >"In Canterlot High, you're a student, and I am your Principal." Celestia reminded you.
  2522. "Man, if we did all that together and you see me as just a student, I'm incredibly curious as to what you do with Twilight-"
  2523. >Celestia cuts you off by smacking you with a towel.
  2524. >"You know what I meant!"
  2525. >You fall into another giggle fit as Celestia finishes with the plates.
  2526.  
  2527. >Summoning your strength once more, you crouch down and scoop Celestia into your arms.
  2528. >Celestia gasps as you do, clearly not expecting this but quickly adjusting to her new situation.
  2529. >She giggles a bit, wrapping her arms around you head.
  2530. >You try to maintain an image of strength as Celestia's a bit heavier than you expected.
  2531. >She is like 6'5".
  2532. "Where to, Princess?" You inquire.
  2533. >Placing a finger to her chin, she pretends to ponder for a moment.
  2534. >"Take me to the living room, dear Anon." Celestia instructs, enjoying the regal pet name.
  2535. "Right away, your majesty!"
  2536. >Carefully making sure your legs don't give out beneath you, you carry Celestia to the living room and set her down on the couch.
  2537. >As you sit down, she quickly crawls closer to you and embraces you in another hug.
  2538. >You happily return the hug, taking in her warmth.
  2539. >She hums happily into the hug, burying her face in your shoulder.
  2540. >You two raise your heads to meet each other's gaze, and drew closer to nuzzle each other's nose gently.
  2541. >For someone so feared in Canterlot High, Celestia's pretty adorable.
  2542. >She plants another quick kiss on your lips as you two sink into the couch, still in each other's embrace.
  2543. >Out of the corner of your eye, you spot the clock.
  2544. >11:24
  2545. >You mood falls slightly.
  2546. >You're gonna have to go home eventually.
  2547. "Hey Celly, I think I should be go-."
  2548. >She covers your mouth with a single finger.
  2549. >"Let me have this. Just for a little longer."
  2550. >Somewhat reluctantly, you oblige.
  2551. >Seven more minutes go by before Celestia finally frees you.
  2552. >You quickly check you've got everything you came here with before making your way to the door.
  2553. "Thank you for having me, Celestia." You bid farewell.
  2554. >"Thank you for providing me company, Anon." Celestia replied.
  2555. >Just as you're about to step outside and face the cool morning, Celestia darts behind you.
  2556. >"See you tomorrow, naughty boy~"
  2557. >With a quick smack to your ass, Celestia sends you on your way, giggling happily to herself.
  2558.  
  2559. >The walk home wasn't too difficult.
  2560. >You're still kinda unfamiliar with the neighborhood, but it's not impossible to navigate.
  2561. >Soon enough you're back in Downtown Canterlot.
  2562. >It's still fairly early Sunday, so the town is sparsely populated.
  2563. >The first pang of loneliness hit you after leaving Celestia's house.
  2564. >You decide to text her a heart emoji to start a conversation.
  2565. >She probably has to focus on her work now anyway.
  2566. >Poor thing.
  2567. >You dread to imagine all the tedious emails that await her for the rest of the day.
  2568. >The crisp morning air breezed through town, offering a slightly refreshing aura.
  2569. >You decide to take the long way home to avoid running into Norman or Pinkie or someone else who would recognize you.
  2570. >And you really don't want to deal with their spontaneous game of 21 Questions.
  2571. >It took a bit longer and you were less familiar with the area, but you manage to get home before noon.
  2572. >Walking through the front door, your dad was the first to greet you.
  2573. >"How was the sleepover?" He asks.
  2574. "It was pretty cool, I'm glad I went." You responded.
  2575. >"Do anything neat?"
  2576. "Not really, just hung out, played video games, watched movies." You cover up.
  2577. >"Well your mom and I are proud of you, Anon."
  2578. "What do you mean?"
  2579. >"It's great to see you're coming out of your shell and socializing more. No man's an island."
  2580. >You nod in agreement, hiding your secrets.
  2581. >"There's hot dogs in the kitchen if you're hungry, but you've probably gotta get to homework soon."
  2582. "Yeah, that's the cost of socializing." You note before heading for the kitchen.
  2583. >The hot dogs are still pretty warm, thankfully.
  2584. >Out the window, you can see your mom reading outside.
  2585. >Not really that hungry after your amazing breakfast, you take two hot dogs and apply your condiments of choice.
  2586.  
  2587. >The hot dogs are fine, but Celestia really spoiled you.
  2588. >Such an amazing woman is such an amazing cook.
  2589. >She might have cursed you to forever not enjoy any food that isn't hers.
  2590. >...Man, you miss her already.
  2591. >You manage to chow down on the hot dogs, and you're back in your room, ready to tackle your homework.
  2592. >But first: Brush your teeth.
  2593. >Even if you put your tongue all over Celestia, borrowing her toothbrush is still weird.
  2594. >Two minutes of minty freshness later, your teeth are as pristine as the day you were born.
  2595. >More or less.
  2596. >Sitting back down at your desk, you quickly get distracted and open your phone to see another few dozen text notifications from the six.
  2597. >You're gonna have to get used to this.
  2598. >Opening them up, it's just general discussion from the girls.
  2599. >Occasionally mentioning homework or Pinkie goofing around.
  2600. >But a text from Rarity catches your eye.
  2601. >"Oh Anon, you never told me about your friend." She reminds you.
  2602. >Shoot, she's right.
  2603. >You owe it to Norman.
  2604. "Oh right, I should be able to introduce you to him tomorrow." You respond.
  2605. >"Splendid! What's he like?" Rarity prods further.
  2606. "He's my best friend, we've known each other since Middle School and he's always been in my corner."
  2607. "He's cool, funny, supportive, creative and can be charming in his own way."
  2608. >You only exaggerate a little bit.
  2609. >"He sounds wonderful!"
  2610. >He sure does.
  2611. >"If he's got your seal of approval, then I'd love to meet him!"
  2612. "I can introduce you to him tomorrow at lunch?"
  2613. >"Deal!" Rarity responds.
  2614. >Damn, you're good.
  2615. >"Ugh, get a room." Rainbow interjects.
  2616. >"You're just jealous that Rarity's getting all the attention." Applejack teased.
  2617. >"AS IF! I just wanna eat my lunch in peace without having to deal with someone playing tonsil hockey right next to me." Rainbow shot back.
  2618. >"Maybe Nonny could get you a date!" Pinkie offered.
  2619. >Twilight and Fluttershy must be busy right now.
  2620. >You let them sort all that out while you inform Norman of your progress.
  2621.  
  2622. >"Dude, you're the best." Norman congratulates you.
  2623. "Hey, that's what friends are for, right?"
  2624. >"It's extremely true"
  2625. >"So tomorrow at lunch?"
  2626. "Yep, I already talked you up and she's looking forward to meeting you, so try to not freeze up."
  2627. >"What about you?" Norman asks.
  2628. "What about me?"
  2629. >"I could still get you that double date with Fluttershy."
  2630. "Oh, you don't have to" You hastily respond, trying to dissuade him.
  2631. >"Nah man, I'm trying to help you like you helped me." Norman replied.
  2632. "I don't really think I want to go to prom" You state.
  2633. >"Huh? Why not?"
  2634. >Because you're dating the Principal.
  2635. "Because I just don't really like school dances."
  2636. >"Oh come on dude, it's PROM."
  2637. >"Not only is it prom, it's the last prom of your life. You might as well go."
  2638. >Norman's being really insistent.
  2639. >The one time you don't want him to be helpful.
  2640. "Plus I don't think Fluttershy would want to go with me."
  2641. >"You might as well ask! You won't know for sure unless you ask!"
  2642. >He's got a good point.
  2643. >"Plus she's more likely to go out with you if she's with her friend. We've been over this!" Norman reminds you.
  2644. "I don't know, it's drawing closer and I'm starting to get cold feet." You continue to cover up.
  2645. >"Dude, just ask her. If you don't you're gonna spend the rest of your life regretting it."
  2646. >Damn, that's heavy.
  2647. "Idk, I'll think about it."
  2648. >"Fine, thanks again for setting me up with Rarity." Norman finishes.
  2649. "You've still gotta hold up your end. I only got your foot in the door, you've still gotta impress her." You remind him.
  2650. >"Yeah, got it."
  2651. >Still ignoring your homework, you decide to see what the six girls were up to since you've been talking to Norman.
  2652. >"Rainbow wants to go to prom with you, Nonny!" Pinkie announces in a text.
  2653. >"NO I DONT!!!!" Rainbow insists.
  2654. >"Aw, come on, you two would be cute!" Applejack chimes in with a joking tone.
  2655. >"I DONT NEED A DATE!"
  2656. "Are you suuuuuuuure?" You tease her.
  2657. >"YES!!!"
  2658. "Ohhhhhhhh, okaaaaaay" You respond, grinning ear to ear.
  2659.  
  2660. >"aww, you hurt poor Nonny's feelings!" Pinkie scolds Rainbow.
  2661. >"Such a shame, I was looking forward to doing your hair" Rarity teases.
  2662. "Don't worry, I'm fine lol" You reassure Pinkie.
  2663. >"Apologize to poor Nonny!" Pinkie insists.
  2664. >"But he just said he's fine!" Rainbow shot back.
  2665. >"APOLOGIZE!!" Pinkie demands.
  2666. >"Ugh, fine" Rainbow relents.
  2667. >"I'm sorry for shooting you down, Anon." Rainbow finally apologizes.
  2668. "It really is fine, Dash. I didn't even really want to go to prom." You admit.
  2669. >"WHAT????" Pinkie and Rarity almost simultaneously respond.
  2670. "I'm just not really into school dances!" You defend.
  2671. >"But it's the last dance of your high school career. You might as well go!" Applejack added.
  2672. >"You don't even need a date! You can go with us as a friend group!" Pinkie offered.
  2673. >"Hey, shouldn't you all be doing your homework and studying?" Twilight finally texts, probably getting annoyed by the constant notifications.
  2674. >You can relate.
  2675. >"Yeahhhhhh, probably." Pinkie relents.
  2676. "I really should too." You add, taking that as your cue to leave and fully focus on the mound of homework before you.
  2677. >English, algebra, chemistry, history.
  2678. >The usual stuff.
  2679. >In the midst of your worksheet on noble gases, your mind drifts to Celestia once more.
  2680. >She still hasn't texted back.
  2681. >Which you understand, she is the Principal, after all.
  2682. >But you can't help but feel lonely.
  2683. >Especially after all you shared with her yesterday and this morning.
  2684. >Growing slightly more desperate, you check your phone again to look for a text from Celestia.
  2685. >Ignoring Rainbow's insistence on not doing her homework, there was still nothing from Celestia.
  2686. >With a heavy sigh, you reluctantly focus back on the worksheet.
  2687. >Time slows to a crawl as you focus on your work.
  2688. >English is whatever, you speak that language.
  2689. >Algebra is about as fun as it always is.
  2690. >History is more tedious, about a bunch of dead people who've barely impacted your life.
  2691. >Chemistry is the worst, having to memorize so many formulas.
  2692.  
  2693. >Eventually you get your homework finished.
  2694. >Glancing over at the clock, it reads 6:51.
  2695. >God, that's it?
  2696. >Feels like it's been days.
  2697. >Your stomach rumbles, so you make your way downstairs to forage some dinner.
  2698. >Your mom's back inside, relaxing on the recliner.
  2699. >"Oh hey, you're finally back!" She remarks.
  2700. "Yeah, I've been back since like 11:40, but I've been studying for the past while." You explain.
  2701. >"It's good that you're socializing. There's plenty of adventure to be had out in the world."
  2702. "Yeah, I can imagine."
  2703. >"There's still some hot dogs left over from lunch that you can heat up for dinner."
  2704. >A quick glance over to the kitchen confirms that claim.
  2705. "Thanks for cooking." You say to your mom.
  2706. >"You're welcome!"
  2707. >When you're in the middle of preparing your second round of hot dogs and drinking a glass of water, your mom calls out to you again.
  2708. >"Ready for your Principal?"
  2709. >You almost spit out your drink in response.
  2710. "What-what do you mean?" You stammer out.
  2711. >"You're still Principal's Assistant, right?"
  2712. >Oh yeah.
  2713. >That's why you're so close to Principal Celestia.
  2714. >Totally not because you ate her out last night.
  2715. "Yeah, it's just kinda stressful being so close to the Principal."
  2716. >"I'm sure you're doing good!" Your mom encourages.
  2717. "Yeah, I am too." You agree, nodding to yourself.
  2718. >Three hot dogs for dinner.
  2719. >Chemistry is exhausting.
  2720. >Your dad's already asleep, having to leave really early tomorrow morning for work.
  2721. >The hot dogs, again, are fine.
  2722. >You're gonna need that pancake recipe from Celestia.
  2723. >Once finished, you wash your own dish in the sink before going back upstairs.
  2724. >Before you drifted off to sleep, you just mindlessly browse Cheeper and play a bit of Super Fancy Pants Adventure.
  2725. >A lot's gonna happen tomorrow.
  2726. >You're gonna see Celly again, Norman will try to get closer to Rarity, and you'll likely be pressured more into going to prom.
  2727. >With your Principal on your mind once more, you drift off to sleep, ready for another week at Canterlot High.
  2728.  
  2729. >Flash forward to walking to Canterlot High, Monday morning.
  2730. >You've got your earbuds in and are currently enjoying some groovy tunes.
  2731. >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U4zA0xnBEJU
  2732. >Once you arrive at the crosswalk just outside Downtown Canterlot, you notice a familiar female classmate with pink hair.
  2733. "Hey there, Fluttershy!" You happily greet, turning off your music.
  2734. >She jumps slightly, not expecting you.
  2735. >"Oh, hi Anon!" Fluttershy replies, more comfortable after noticing it's you.
  2736. "Get enough sleep last night?" You ask, initiating light conversation.
  2737. >"Oh, sort of. Angel can be so needy!"
  2738. "Angel?"
  2739. >Fluttershy then opens her backpack, and a rabbit peers out of the opening.
  2740. "Woah, you practicing for the talent show?"
  2741. >"Hm? Ohhhh, rabbit in the hat. No, not really." Fluttershy answers with a slight giggle.
  2742. >"I just can't bear to leave Angel all alone at home all day. It gets so lonely."
  2743. "Have you ever gotten caught with Angel before?"
  2744. >"Only twice, when he decided to run down the hallways. Vice Principal Luna was really mad at me, but that's all in the past." Fluttershy reluctantly admitted.
  2745. "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that." You sympathize.
  2746. >The road before you clears, and you and Fluttershy talks some more while walking to school.
  2747. "Well, I think it's really nice that you care so much about your animals."
  2748. >"Thank you, Anon! Most other people think I'm weird for it."
  2749. "That's because they don't know you as well as I do."
  2750. >Fluttershy only smiles in return.
  2751. >Soon enough, the elegant horse statue before you indicates you've arrived at Canterlot High.
  2752. >Rarity is waiting outside when she notices you and Fluttershy.
  2753. >"Good morning, Fluttershy! Good morning, Anon!" She greets the two of you.
  2754. >"Sooooooooo, care to give me any hints as two who my mystery man is?" Rarity prods, batting her eyes for extra effect.
  2755. "Oh, come on Rarity. I'd hate to spoil the surprise." You retort.
  2756. >"Not even for me?" She asks further.
  2757. "Not even for you~" You tease her.
  2758.  
  2759. >Rarity harumphs, crossing her arms and turning away in frustration.
  2760. >"It's not polite to keep a lady waiting, Anon." She reminds you.
  2761. "It's also not polite to spoil a surprise." You remind her back.
  2762. >"Come on Rarity, you'll know by lunch." Fluttershy chimes in.
  2763. >Out of the corner of your eye, you notice Norman peering at you and the two girls from his little circle of friends.
  2764. >While the two aren't looking, you motion Norman to look away to avoid arousing suspicion.
  2765. >"Why are you waving your arms around like that?" Fluttershy asks you, noticing your motions.
  2766. "Oh, uh, bee. Bees are no fun." You quickly cover up.
  2767. >Fluttershy nods in agreement, and Rarity takes a cautious step back, wary of the imaginary bee.
  2768. >The first bell of the day rings, and Fluttershy quickly readjusts her backpack before heading inside.
  2769. >"Don't leave me hanging, Anon." Rarity says before heading inside.
  2770. >You share a respectful nod with Norman before getting to your first class.
  2771. >Wanting to ensure you maintain decent grades to finish out the school year, you ignore the near constant buzzing of your phone from the group chat.
  2772. >English class was fairly simple.
  2773. >Ms. Cheerilee went on about your upcoming book report, and sadly shut down your proposal of writing a report on "Why I'm So Great".
  2774. >When it came to P.E., you were quickly located by Rainbow Dash upon arrival.
  2775. >"Hope you haven't been too lazy this weekend!" Rainbow teases you, poking you.
  2776. "Well, I have spent most of it in bed dealing with a horrible fever."
  2777. >"No excuses! Physical fitness requires constant determination!" Rainbow retorts.
  2778. "But you're not the gym teacher, Rainbow. You're a student." You remind her.
  2779. >"Well, yeah, but I'm more qualified to coach you than the actual coach!" Rainbow bragged.
  2780. "Oh, are you, now?" You reply, smirking.
  2781. >"Totally! Look at him!"
  2782. >Motioning towards the admittedly overweight man decked out in sweat wear, you can't help but agree.
  2783.  
  2784. >Coach Slipstream simply directed the student to run laps and time themselves to improve.
  2785. >All while he read a fishing magazine.
  2786. >Classy.
  2787. >Rainbow Dash spent the period at your side, constantly goading you and pushing you to keep going faster.
  2788. >Your lungs were crying out in pain, but 'pain is weakness leaving the body'.
  2789. >At least according to Rainbow Dash.
  2790. >She is the star soccer player, so she probably knows what she's talking about.
  2791. >After what felt like ages, Coach Slipstream blew the whistle signaling the end of class.
  2792. >You're coated in more sweat than you thought possible to produce.
  2793. >You've never needed water in your life.
  2794. >You sacrifice your dignity in desperately gasping for air upon finally getting rest from your running.
  2795. >Rainbow Dash, however, is still at ease as ever.
  2796. >"You're making good progress already!" Rainbow said, smacking your back in encouragement.
  2797. "Hah....If...you...say...so..." You sputter out.
  2798. >You spend a solid two minutes at the water fountain desperately getting good 'ol Di-hydrogen Monoxide back into your system.
  2799. >Chemistry was easier on you, at least on the body.
  2800. >Your mind, however, got the suffering this round.
  2801. >Why do we need to memorize this stuff?
  2802. >It makes no sense to not use the internet in this day and age.
  2803. >Your Chemistry teacher Ms. Harshwhinny's probably nostalgic for the days where the height of entertainment was Happy Days.
  2804. >And the television set was the height of technology.
  2805. >Finally, FINALLY, lunch arrived.
  2806. >You coordinate with Norman before taking your seat at the table with Rarity and her friends.
  2807. >With Norman at your side, you confidently stride up to the six.
  2808. "Hey Rarity." You get her attention, Norman standing slightly behind you.
  2809. >She turns to greet you.
  2810. >"Oh hello Anon, I hope you've brought your friend for me to meet!" She replies, somewhat impatiently.
  2811. "I sure did! I'd like to introduce you to my closest, most trusted friend: Norman!"
  2812.  
  2813. >Norman steps out from behind you to meet her fully.
  2814. >You spot a slight flash of nervousness decorate his face.
  2815. >Rarity's face is a bit hard to read.
  2816. >At least she didn't immediately reject him.
  2817. >Eventually she reaches her hand out to Norman.
  2818. >"Nice to meet you, Norman."
  2819. >Norman must be feeling brave today, as he took her hand and planted a gentle kiss on her knuckle.
  2820. >Rarity giggles a bit in approval.
  2821. >"Uhuhuhu, aren't you the charmer!"
  2822. >So far so good.
  2823. >Wanting to leave them be, you take your seat at the other end of the table, with Pinkie making a space between her and Fluttershy for you.
  2824. >Rainbow Dash and Applejack are too engaged in an arm-wrestling contest to chat.
  2825. "Where's Twilight?" You ask Fluttershy.
  2826. >"She's helping Flash Sentry study for a test in the library." She explained while sneaking a bit of lettuce to Angel under the table.
  2827. >You nod along, focusing on your own lunch.
  2828. >"Are you SUUUUURE you don't wanna go to prom?" Pinkie prods further.
  2829. >Not this again.
  2830. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure." You respond, trying not to sound mean.
  2831. >"Maybe he just doesn't like crowds." Fluttershy defends you.
  2832. >"But don't you wanna make memories you'll cherish for the rest of your life?" Pinkie kept going.
  2833. "It's just a dance, Pinkie."
  2834. >She almost gasps in horror.
  2835. >"It is most certainly NOT just a dance!"
  2836. >As she goes on about the wonders of prom, you steal a glance at Norman and Rarity.
  2837. >They seem to be getting along really well.
  2838. >You can't make out what exactly is being said because of Pinkie, but Rarity happily laughs along with Norman's jokes and seems pretty open with him.
  2839. >Good for him.
  2840. >Oh shoot, you almost forgot the apples!
  2841. >With ten minutes left in lunch, you dart back over to the line to get two more apples to share with Celestia.
  2842. >In all this time, she still hasn't texted you back.
  2843. >It's pretty wounding, even though you know how busy she is.
  2844. >Before Pinkie could launch into even more questions about your sudden need for apples, the bell rings.
  2845.  
  2846. >Rainbow and Applejack finally relented in their mini-battle and parted ways for their classes.
  2847. >Norman and Rarity head off in the same direction, still talking.
  2848. >After saying quick goodbyes to Pinkie and Fluttershy, you quickly made your way to algebra.
  2849. >It was about as fun as you'd expect it to be.
  2850. >A few worksheets on stuff you basically already knew.
  2851. >Soon enough, History class was the only thing between you and your dear Celestia.
  2852. >Until an announcement came over the speaker in the classroom.
  2853. >"Will Anonymous please come to Vice Principal Luna's office?"
  2854. >Oh no.
  2855. >Oh God.
  2856. >Oh fuck.
  2857. >You're dead.
  2858. >You are so dead.
  2859. >You got caught getting it on with Principal Celestia.
  2860. >You heart felt like it stopped.
  2861. >Time seemingly froze.
  2862. >You feel colder.
  2863. >What are you gonna do?
  2864. >What's Vice Principal Luna gonna say?
  2865. >This is it.
  2866. >This is where it all caves.
  2867. >You had a good run but it all caves in now.
  2868. >Steeling your nerve and knowing there's nowhere to run, you grab your bag and make your way to the Vice Principal's office.
  2869. >The empty halls haunt you.
  2870. >You're left alone with your thoughts.
  2871. >What are you gonna say to her?
  2872. >There's no way Vice Principal Luna's gonna be understanding of her sister having a relationship with a student.
  2873. >Your legs are on autopilot, dragging you to her office against your will.
  2874. >You don't want to confront the Vice Principal.
  2875. >You'd rather cover your body in paper cuts and jump into a pool of lemon juice.
  2876. >You soon arrive at the door.
  2877. >Countless other students stared at the same door, knowing their fate.
  2878. >But their transgressions are minuscule compared to yours.
  2879. >Cheating on tests?
  2880. >Getting into fights?
  2881. >Doing drugs?
  2882. >None as severe as dating the fucking PRINCIPAL.
  2883. >Knowing you best not delay the inevitable, you knock on the door.
  2884. >"Come in." Said a noticeably colder voice from the other side.
  2885.  
  2886. >You creak the door open slightly enough to peer inside.
  2887. >The office is dimly lit, illuminated by the slightly shuttered window.
  2888. >Vice Principal Luna sits at the desk, with a cold expression covering your face.
  2889. >The coldness of the room wafts out the door, not helping your nerves at all.
  2890. >"Take a seat, Anonymous." Vice Principal Luna instructs.
  2891. >You don't want to.
  2892. >You still have time to turn around and bolt.
  2893. >You've got a decent head start on her.
  2894. >But your body has other ideas.
  2895. >Almost on autopilot, you open the door slowly and carefully walk over to the chair, and as if you're expecting something to explode, you sit down.
  2896. >You're now currently sitting in the same chair where delinquents across Canterlot High were sentenced to fates unimaginable.
  2897. >When you leave this room, you'll be burdened with the knowledge that you've disappointed your parents now and forever.
  2898. "So...why was I called here?" You finally speak up.
  2899. >First rule of being interrogated: Never immediately confess.
  2900. >"You currently serve as Principal Celestia's Assistant, am I correct?"
  2901. >Oh no.
  2902. "Yeah, that's me."
  2903. >"Well, then you can consider this a performance review."
  2904. >Oh No.
  2905. >It's over.
  2906. >She knows.
  2907. >How did she find out?
  2908. >Did she see you going into Celestia's house?
  2909. "What-what do you mean?" You prod further, afraid of the response.
  2910. >Vice Principal Luna peers at you slightly.
  2911. >As if searching your soul.
  2912. >Your fate is sealed.
  2913. >She then pinches the bridge of her nose and lets out a deep sigh.
  2914. >There it is.
  2915. >Impact in 3...
  2916. >2...
  2917. >"I don't know what it is, but you're clearly doing something right."
  2918. >...1?
  2919.  
  2920. >Huh?
  2921. "Huh?"
  2922. >Vice Principal Luna rubs some sleep out of her eyes before addressing you once more.
  2923. >"Ever since you started acting as her assistant, especially after last Thursday, Principal Celestia has been in a noticeably better mood around school."
  2924. "Really?" You ask, disguising your true emotions.
  2925. >"Just today, Snails and Snips were caught hiding in the locker room during P.E. and she let them off with a warning. A WARNING." Luna restated, still shocked by the occurrence.
  2926. >"She may be the Principal but she's also my sister. So I notice when she suddenly comes here less exhausted."
  2927. >HALLELUJAH.
  2928. >THANK GOD.
  2929. >YOU LIVE TO SEE ANOTHER DAY.
  2930. >You almost shoot out of your seat and cheer in victory.
  2931. >But that would have set off some serious red flags, so you manage to restrain yourself.
  2932. >"Do you have anything to say for yourself on the matter?" Luna asks you.
  2933. "Not-not really, I just did my part to help the Principal." You respond.
  2934. >"Hmm, that can't be it. Is there anything else you do to lift her mood?" Luna prods further.
  2935. >For a fraction of a second, you flirt with the idea of going two-for-two and try to seduce the Vice Principal.
  2936. >No, way too risky.
  2937. >As is telling her that stripping and kissing Celestia all over works to help relieve stress.
  2938. >Plus Celestia is Luna's sister, and she probably doesn't wanna hear about her sibling's sex life.
  2939. "I just kinda made light conversation with her. Just give her some company in her work." You half-lie.
  2940. >Luna seems to accept this answer, leaning back in her chair and nodding slightly.
  2941. >"Hm, sounds helpful. I might have to try it sometime."
  2942. >You half-laugh at that, not entirely sure if that was meant to be a joke.
  2943. "So you called me here to ask if I have anything to do with Celestia's recent good mood?"
  2944. >"That's correct."
  2945. >Thankfully the final bell rings not long after, indicating the end of the day.
  2946. >"You best be on your way, Anon. Don't want to keep Principal Celestia waiting."
  2947. >No you certainly don't.
  2948.  
  2949. >Stepping out of the Vice Principal's office, you clamp your hand over your chest to ensure your heart is still beating.
  2950. >Sure enough, it is.
  2951. >You let out a few laughs to relieve some stress in realization of the missile you just dodged.
  2952. >Taking a moment to collect your nerves, you take your bag and run over to Celestia's office before Luna could question you more.
  2953. >You do end up turning some heads along the way.
  2954. >After all, what kind of student is eager to go to the Principal's office?
  2955. >Soon enough, you arrive at the familiar door.
  2956. >After collecting yourself, you knock on the wooden door.
  2957. >"Come in." Said a much more welcoming voice.
  2958. >You open the door and meet Celestia's beautiful eyes once more.
  2959. >"Hello again, Anon!" She greeted warmly.
  2960. "Good evening, Celestia." You reply, taking your usual seat near her.
  2961. >Your attempts to appear confident apparently didn't work, as Celestia became slightly concerned.
  2962. >"Is everything okay?"
  2963. >You laugh a bit at the stressful memories you made with the Vice Principal.
  2964. "I just got here from an interrogation from Luna on how good an assistant I've been to you. I spent most of it super stressed that we've been caught."
  2965. >Celestia nods solemnly.
  2966. "But she's noticed your good mood lately!" You note.
  2967. >"Oh, that's good." Celestia replies, somewhat despondently.
  2968. >A moment of silent passes by before she speaks up once more.
  2969. >"...I think it might be best if were to be more careful in our future endeavors together."
  2970. >You nod in agreement.
  2971. "...Does that mean less dates for now?"
  2972. >"Unfortunately, yes."
  2973. >You try to hide your disappointment, but it doesn't work as Celestia still notices.
  2974. >"I'm sorry, Anon. I wish we didn't have to hide what we have."
  2975. "It's okay, I understand." You reply, telling a half-truth.
  2976. >Celestia presser forehead against yours and rests her hand on your cheek.
  2977. >"I know I haven't been very available lately. I apologize for not being able to text you back. This job can be so much." She whispers.
  2978.  
  2979. >You only nod in return.
  2980. >Celestia gently raises your head to meet her eyes.
  2981. >"I truly am sorry, Anon. You deserve much better than me."
  2982. >You don't say anything in return.
  2983. >Because you don't know how to respond.
  2984. >You're really attracted to Celestia.
  2985. >You like her a lot.
  2986. >But at if you end up dating Fluttershy, you wouldn't have to hide your relationship behind closed doors.
  2987. >Plus her schedule would align with yours a lot better.
  2988. >But...
  2989. >You like Celestia more.
  2990. >You don't care that she's almost twice your age.
  2991. >Looking into your Principal's eyes, you close the distance between you two and kiss her again.
  2992. >She quickly sinks into the kiss, leaning into you slightly and resting both her hands on your cheeks.
  2993. >You and Celestia kiss for a few minutes before you finally part from her.
  2994. "It'll all work out in the end, I'm sure." You reassure her.
  2995. >Celestia pulls you into a deep hug
  2996. >"I really hope you're right." Celestia murmurs.
  2997. >You two eventually find yourselves on the floor behind her desk, in a deep hug.
  2998. >Gentle kisses are exchanged as time went by.
  2999. >You eventually notice that it's already 3:02.
  3000. >You're supposed to help with her paperwork while you're here.
  3001. "Hey Celestia, what about the paperwork for today?"
  3002. >"I don't care about that. You're more important to me than some letters." She replies, still tightly hugging you.
  3003. >You slightly sigh to yourself.
  3004. >It hurts to see Celestia like this.
  3005. >You want to help her more, but there's really nothing you can do.
  3006. >You're only a student.
  3007. >It'll take months after graduation for you to go public with your relationship with her, best case scenario.
  3008. >Even then, the questions will be unavoidable.
  3009. >No, don't think about that.
  3010. >Think about Celestia.
  3011. >Think about how nice her hair smells.
  3012. >Think about how warm her smile is.
  3013. >Think about how beautiful she is.
  3014. >Think about how much she wants you.
  3015. >Celestia is all that matters right now.
  3016. >So you stayed in her deep embrace, exchanging kisses until the clock finally read 3:30.
  3017.  
  3018. >Weeks went by without much change.
  3019. >You kept attending classes and working as Principal Celestia's assistant.
  3020. >Fortunately, you two have maintained a stable relationship in that time.
  3021. >While the primary focus of your time together was your paperwork and sorting, you two naturally made time for light kissing and flirting.
  3022. >Less than you would have liked.
  3023. >But you have to be careful in order to not be caught.
  3024. >It sucks.
  3025. >You want more.
  3026. >You can tell Celestia wants more too.
  3027. >It starts to hurt watching other couples at Canterlot High being all lovey-dovey in the lead up to prom.
  3028. >You can just tell that Twilight and Flash Sentry are gonna be the queen and king of prom.
  3029. >So can everyone else.
  3030. >On a related note, Norman and Rarity started getting along swimmingly.
  3031. >After a couple weeks it became a rare occurrence to see them apart from each other's side.
  3032. >Norman remained a good friend to you, making time for you and Rarity.
  3033. >Whenever you could, you'd spend time at Sugarcube Corner with the Main Six, on Wednesdays anyway.
  3034. >Turns out Sunset Shimmer was out of town on family business.
  3035. >But the girl's explanations seemed weirdly vague on details.
  3036. >Whatever, it's not any of your business.
  3037. >They did invite you to some other social gatherings outside of school.
  3038. >Fluttershy gave you a flier for the local animal shelter, and Pinkie offered a helper position for her baking.
  3039. >You gave both of them a try.
  3040. >While they surely enjoyed the time spent, you didn't so much.
  3041. >Celestia almost never texts.
  3042. >She's too busy.
  3043. >You're so lonely.
  3044. >You try to fill the void by spending more time with your friends.
  3045. >It didn't work.
  3046. >It's not the same.
  3047. >You only get 10-15 minutes a weekday with Celestia.
  3048. >Your most precious time slot of the day.
  3049. >Few words are exchanged between you and Celestia during this time.
  3050. >You two just hold each other and absorb each other's presence.
  3051. >You could find sadness and longing behind Celestia's eyes.
  3052. >You want Celestia.
  3053. >More than anything.
  3054.  
  3055. >"You okay, Anon?"
  3056. >Norman's voice and slight nudging of your shoulder snap you back to reality.
  3057. >"You've been staring into space for the past five minutes. You haven't even touched your lunch."
  3058. >A glance down shows that nothing you brought has been eaten yet.
  3059. >Your eyes dart around, allowing you to see Fluttershy, Applejack and Pinkie Pie looking at you with concerned expressions.
  3060. "I'm just tired. I spent all night studying." You cover up.
  3061. >"You could've asked Twilight for help. I'm sure she would be happy to help!" Fluttershy suggested.
  3062. "I don't know, she seems pretty preoccupied with Flash."
  3063. >...That might have come out a bit more bitter than you wanted it to.
  3064. >"Are you sure you're just tired?" Norman asks you.
  3065. >No, it's not that.
  3066. >You want to be able to be romantic with the Principal.
  3067. >But it seems like everything's working against you.
  3068. >Her work's piling up more and more, meaning you have less time to be romantic with her.
  3069. >"You shouldn't lie to your friends, dude." Rainbow reminded you.
  3070. "I just don't want to talk about it, okay?"
  3071. >"Well, if ya ever want to talk, we're always here for ya." Applejack said in a supportive manner.
  3072. >"Yeah! Maybe a cupcake will make you feel better!" Pinkie beamed, producing a pink cupcake from God knows where.
  3073. >You stare it down for a moment, the pink and sparkly decoration contrasting harshly against your inner turmoil.
  3074. >...Fuck it, Pinkie's trying to help.
  3075. >You shouldn't be a dick to her.
  3076. >You take the cupcake and pop it into your mouth.
  3077. >...It's really good.
  3078. >The taste is really unique.
  3079. >Like a mixture of various sweet flavors.
  3080. >You can't help but smile while eating the cupcake.
  3081. >Damn you and your phenomenal baking, Pinkie.
  3082. >Not letting you wallow in self-pity.
  3083. >"I knew you'd like it!" Pinkie cheered triumphantly.
  3084. >The bell rang once more, indicating the end of lunch.
  3085. >Norman and Rarity quickly set off together, and you said your goodbyes to the girls before going to confront your last two classes of the day.
  3086.  
  3087. >Flash forward to 2:30, the same day.
  3088. >Knocking on the door once more, you hear the familiar "Come in" from the other side.
  3089. >Your eyes meet Celestia's once more, yet the soothing and warming qualities of her pristine eyes remain all the same.
  3090. >You waste no time in closing the door behind you and gently cupping your Principal's face in your hands and greeting her with a kiss.
  3091. >Celestia's clearly been waiting for this, and quickly reciprocates the kiss.
  3092. >Your eyes drift closed as she sighs gently into the kiss.
  3093. >Time is precious, so every moment with Celestia is cherished.
  3094. >But you two had to part eventually.
  3095. >"How was your day, Anon?" Celestia asks, still gazing into your eyes.
  3096. "Oh, same old, same old." You wave off.
  3097. >You withhold the fact that you've been incredibly lonely recently so she doesn't feel more guilty.
  3098. "What about you, Celly?"
  3099. >"Oh, I'm staying alive. Although Principal Cinch of Crystal Prep has certainly been trying to correct that error." Celestia notes with a slight giggle.
  3100. >Oh God, Abacus Cinch.
  3101. >If this truly is a Universe of opposites, then Cinch is the opposite of Celestia.
  3102. >You best cram your thoughts of that witch back to the corner of your mind to focus back on Celestia.
  3103. "What's to do today?"
  3104. >"More mail sorting, you know the drill. Important mail to the left bin, spam to the right bin." She instructed, turning back her computer screen.
  3105. >Not wanting to bother her anymore, you turn to the stack of letters before you and get to work.
  3106. >It's very repetitive.
  3107. >After a few minutes, you notice Celestia's hand idly sitting by the keyboard as she scrolled through emails in a zombie-like trance.
  3108. >Mulling the idea over for a bit, you rest your free hand on top of hers.
  3109. >Slightly surprised by the new sensation, Celestia relaxed noticeably when she realized it was your hand.
  3110. >You grabbed Celestia's hand, and a smile formed on her beautiful face.
  3111. >For the next half hour, you two tended to your work while gently holding hands.
  3112.  
  3113. >It's really nice to hold Celestia's hand.
  3114. >It's a small gesture, but there's a lot behind it.
  3115. >Almost embodying how you two are trying to stay connected while separated by your work.
  3116. >You feel a wave of reassurance wash over you while holding her hand.
  3117. >L-Lewd.
  3118. >Once the stack before you has vanished into the two piles as needed, you arch back and stretch in your seat.
  3119. >"All done?" Celestia asked, turning to see you after you pull your hand away to stretch.
  3120. "Yep!" You confirm with satisfaction in your voice.
  3121. >"Oh good!" Celestia chirps, stepping away from her computer.
  3122. >She then climbs into your lap and wraps her arms around your neck, resting her head on top of yours.
  3123. >Her lengthy legs wrap around the chair.
  3124. >You check the clock.
  3125. >3:11.
  3126. >That's a good amount of time.
  3127. >You sink into the hug in relaxation.
  3128. >More specifically, her voluptuous chest.
  3129. >Not that you're complaining.
  3130. >You'll take any opportunity to show love to Celestia's breasts.
  3131. >Occasionally, Celestia would softly trace a finger down your face and plant gentle kisses on your forehead.
  3132. >It feels like you're enveloped in the warmth of the sun.
  3133. >With Celestia draped onto you, you feel safer than ever before.
  3134. "Hey, Celly?"
  3135. >"Yes, dear?" She responds, looking you in the eyes.
  3136. "How come you never went into Basketball or something?"
  3137. >A look of confusion covers her face.
  3138. >"What do you mean?"
  3139. "Well, you're really tall, and I think you could've been a killer on the Basketball court.
  3140. >She laughs a bit in response.
  3141. >"When I was in High School, and some of College for that matter, I wasn't tall in an athletic manner." She sheepishly admitted.
  3142. >"I was much more awkward when I was around your age, focused almost entirely on studying. I even had braces until 11th grade!"
  3143. >You slightly cringe at the thought.
  3144. >Having to deal with braces for so long must have been Hell.
  3145. >"That's why...I didn't go to prom in senior year."
  3146. >You can clearly tell there's regret in her voice.
  3147.  
  3148. >"Are you planning on going to prom?" Celestia asked.
  3149. "Well, not really, to be honest." You admit.
  3150. >"Why not?"
  3151. >More of this?
  3152. "I'm just not really into school dances. They're too much for me."
  3153. >"Is it because you can't find a date?" Celestia asks, knowing she can't go with you.
  3154. "No! it's not that!" You hastily respond.
  3155. "Twilight's friends have invited me to go with their group."
  3156. >"That's good!"
  3157. "But prom's a time for being romantic and slow dancing and all, and to be honest if I can't go with you then I don't want to go."
  3158. >She's silent after that.
  3159. >Was that too much?
  3160. >You shouldn't have laid it on that heavy.
  3161. >Celestia then gently raises your head and holds it between her hands as she kisses you.
  3162. >You wrap your arms around her waist even tighter.
  3163. >She hums happily and readjusts herself on your lap.
  3164. >Your tongue briefly dances with hers, not wanting to get too fired up.
  3165. >She separates from the kiss and her flawless face is painted in the same loving smile as ever.
  3166. >"Anon...why weren't you my classmate when I was in High School?"
  3167. >You flush slightly at the praise.
  3168. >"If I knew you when I was a dorky teenager, I would have been head-over-heels for you!"
  3169. "And you aren't now?" You tease.
  3170. >She pauses for a moment to come up with an equally-witty comeback.
  3171. >"I'll think about it." Celestia giggles.
  3172. >Your fake pouting face gets more laughter from her.
  3173. >You sneak your hands down to Celestia's ass, which she notices.
  3174. >"Anon, if you're gonna do it, then commit to it!" She encourages.
  3175. >You respond by smirking at her and squeezing her butt, making her gasp in both surprise and embarrassment.
  3176. >She's precious.
  3177. >As Celestia notices the clock's struck 3:30, she gets off of your lap and lets you get to the door.
  3178. >You bid her farewell as you get to the door.
  3179. >But before you can open the door, she wraps her arms around you from behind and whispers into your ear.
  3180. >"I'll be thinking about you tonight~"
  3181. >She nibbles your neck slightly, then lets you leave.
  3182.  
  3183. >You stand there for a moment, your cheeks flushing from your Principal's words.
  3184. >You quickly assess the empty school, making sure no one sees you and jumps to conclusions.
  3185. >...You need a drink.
  3186. >Making your way over to a water fountain, you mind can't help but race.
  3187. >Celestia masturbates to thoughts of you?
  3188. >Fuck yeah.
  3189. >You seduced the Principal.
  3190. >Flash Sentry couldn't do that.
  3191. >You did.
  3192. >Once you finished drinking the water, your phone buzzes.
  3193. >You silenced all notifications from the group chat, so this is noteworthy.
  3194. >Opening your phone, you see it's from Rarity.
  3195. >"I never thanked you for introducing me to Norman." The text read.
  3196. "Oh, it's no trouble." You reply, leaning on the wall behind you.
  3197. >"Really! Norman's been wonderful!"
  3198. >Good for him.
  3199. >You're really glad it worked out for him.
  3200. >You're also relieved that he hasn't done anything to fuck it up yet.
  3201. >"He's shown great interest in my work as a seamstress and is charming in his own way!"
  3202. >You'll have to take her word for that part.
  3203. >Norman's never really been charming to you, thankfully.
  3204. "I'm really glad it's working out for you two"
  3205. >"I owe you one, Anon"
  3206. "That's really not needed lol"
  3207. >"Nonsense! I want to pay you back for your favor!"
  3208. >Well, if she insists.
  3209. >You could probably think of something to get in return.
  3210. "I just wanted to be a good friend, but if u insist"
  3211. >"I do! Thank you again!"
  3212. >After you're properly refreshed, you make your way home once again.
  3213. >Once you get home, you eat your dinner and get homework out of the way pretty quickly.
  3214. >You use your free time to text Norman as well as Twilight and her friends.
  3215. >Rarity doesn't text as much in the group chat, probably flirting with Norman some more.
  3216. >But no response from Celestia.
  3217. >...She's probably busy.
  3218. >Well, "busy".
  3219. >You've never tried phone sex before.
  3220. >Should you call her and offer that?
  3221. >....No, better not.
  3222. >Either way, she shouldn't be interrupted.
  3223.  
  3224. >A few days later.
  3225. >You're sitting with the six girls at Sugarcube Corner after a long day at school.
  3226. >The day was fairly simple, and your time with Celestia was as lovely as ever.
  3227. >At the moment, Rarity was discussing something with Norman, who was sitting nearby.
  3228. >You were enjoying another milkshake as Twilight had her nose buried in her geometry textbook.
  3229. >Flash must have band practice.
  3230. >As usual, you were sitting between Pinkie and Fluttershy, with Applejack, Rainbow and Rarity opposite you.
  3231. >"Oh Fluttershy, Norman had just had a wonderful idea!"
  3232. >Oh God.
  3233. >Not that.
  3234. >You were really hoping he would forget.
  3235. >"What do you think of Anon?" Rarity asks her.
  3236. >Her cheeks go slightly red.
  3237. >"Um...he's very nice, and he's funny and a good friend." She replied, trying to avoid eye contact with you.
  3238. >"Would you consider a... double date?" Rarity teases.
  3239. >Fluttershy became even more nervous.
  3240. >"What...d-do you mean?"
  3241. >"Well, Norman suggested we go on a double date this Friday after school to prepare for prom!" Rarity announced, with Norman's eager face matching hers.
  3242. >Fluttershy's eyes dart around the table.
  3243. >From you, to Rarity, to Norman, to Rainbow.
  3244. >"I for one think you two would be a cute couple!" Rarity encouraged.
  3245. >"Plus it could help you come out of your shell a bit!" Norman directed at you.
  3246. >You're frozen.
  3247. >You can't just shoot down the idea now.
  3248. >What would that say about you?
  3249. >That you're a huge douche bag who would publicly reject Fluttershy.
  3250. >That's a one-way ticket to making her friends hate you.
  3251. >But you can't just come clean about being with Principal Celestia.
  3252. >Your eyes briefly meet hers.
  3253. >She's silently looking to you for something to say.
  3254. >You ought to say something.
  3255. "It's okay if you don't want to, Fluttershy. I don't want you to feel pressured."
  3256. >Nobody else at the table says anything, waiting for some kind of response from her.
  3257. >Fluttershy closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and spoke her answer.
  3258. >"Well, it sounds like it could be fun."
  3259.  
  3260. >FUCK
  3261. >Rarity cheered in victory, and Rainbow laughed at the commotion.
  3262. >Applejack and Pinkie also got in on the mini-celebrations, and Twilight gave her a reassuring pat on the back.
  3263. >Fluttershy hides in her hair as you have a small meltdown internally.
  3264. >Why?
  3265. >WHY?
  3266. >WHY DID FLUTTERSHY SAY YES?
  3267. >It's not that you don't like her.
  3268. >She's cute and fun to be around.
  3269. >It's just.
  3270. >You like Celestia way more.
  3271. >But there's no way you can tell her that.
  3272. >What would she say?
  3273. >What would she think?
  3274. >"It'll be fun, I promise!" Rarity beamed.
  3275. >Fluttershy nods a bit, feeling a bit more brave.
  3276. >"Yeah, it will be!" She replies, turning to you.
  3277. >You smile in agreement, masking your internal conflict.
  3278. >"I know this nice restaurant just outside town, we'll go there this Friday at 6!" Norman declared.
  3279. "Sounds like a plan." You respond.
  3280. >Rarity and Fluttershy agree to that as well.
  3281. >"Ugh, first Twilight, then Rarity and now Fluttershy?" Rainbow snorts.
  3282. >"Are you gonna get dates too?" She interrogates Pinkie and Applejack.
  3283. >"Maybe!" Pinkie beams.
  3284. >"Ah kinda doubt it, but who knows." Applejack replies.
  3285. >Rainbow isn't pleased with their answers.
  3286. >"What happened to going as a friend group?"
  3287. >"Relax Rainbow, that's still the case. Some of us will just have a plus-one!" Twilight interjects.
  3288. >"Why don't you want to go with a date anyway? It's not like you'd have trouble getting one." Rarity asks.
  3289. >"I just can't afford to lose focus on my athletics!" Rainbow defends.
  3290. >Rarity rolls her eyes in response.
  3291. >You set your empty glass down, but your hand bumps Fluttershy's.
  3292. >Taking the initiative, Fluttershy doesn't hesitate in grabbing your hand.
  3293. >OH COME ON.
  3294. >"Awww, that's darling!" Rarity swoons.
  3295. >Norman gives you a thumbs-up.
  3296. >You smile in return.
  3297.  
  3298. >What are you gonna tell Celestia?
  3299. >She deserves to know.
  3300. >But you just told her that you don't want to be with anyone but her.
  3301. >It wouldn't be fair to her.
  3302. >"You've been zoning out a lot lately, Nonny!" Pinkie remarks.
  3303. "Oh, just thinking about how I'll handle homework in order to make it to the date." You cover up.
  3304. >"That's not important! Showing Fluttershy a good time is!" Rarity insisted.
  3305. >She isn't doing a good job of not making Fluttershy feel pressured.
  3306. >"Whatever, I've got stuff to do to prepare for next week's soccer game. Later!" Rainbow said as she packed up and left.
  3307. >"I have chores at home too. Shining Armor said I've gotta mow the lawn this week. See you all tomorrow!" Twilight followed, leaving shortly after Rainbow.
  3308. >Applejack went back to Sweet Apple Acres, Pinkie went upstairs..?
  3309. >Looks like she lives here.
  3310. >That makes a lot of sense, actually.
  3311. >Rarity and Norman leave together, leaving you with just Fluttershy.
  3312. >The silence chokes you.
  3313. >What do you say to her?
  3314. >What's she thinking right now?
  3315. >What do you do?
  3316. >"I'm sorry if you felt pressured into agreeing..." Fluttershy said, finally breaking the silence.
  3317. "No no, it's really no trouble. I don't mind going out with you." You quickly respond.
  3318. >"Are you sure? I know you don't really want to go to prom, and I don't want you to feel uncomfortable for my sake."
  3319. "Trust me, it's really no trouble."
  3320. >You really wish you meant that.
  3321. "Do you want me to walk you home?"
  3322. >"Yeah, I'd like that." She smiled.
  3323. >Fuck.
  3324. >The one time.
  3325. >The ONE TIME a girl's possibly interested in you and it's when you're in a secret relationship.
  3326. >Just your luck.
  3327. >You hold the door open for Fluttershy, and you can see Mrs. Cake smile at you two as you leave.
  3328. >The evening sky paints the horizon as you accompany Fluttershy down the road.
  3329. >Birds chirp faintly, and you can hear the breeze rustle the leaves on nearby trees.
  3330. >Fluttershy looks like she's happy with you.
  3331. >Uuuuuuggggghhhh.
  3332. >You feel like such a horrible person.
  3333.  
  3334. >Fluttershy doesn't live too far from you.
  3335. >Only a few streets away.
  3336. >Soon enough, you arrive at her house, which looks pretty similar to every other house in the area.
  3337. >"Thank you for walking with me, Anon." Fluttershy said, getting your attention.
  3338. "Of course, Fluttershy. I wanna make sure you feel safe."
  3339. >You share a moment of silence as Fluttershy smiles to herself.
  3340. >"Well, I better get to my homework."
  3341. "Yeah, so should I."
  3342. >"See you tomorrow!" She said at her doorstep.
  3343. "See you then! Tell Angel I said hi!" You reply.
  3344. >She giggles slightly before going inside.
  3345. >You walk out of eyesight of her house before letting your mind race.
  3346. >Why?
  3347. >WHY?
  3348. >Fluttershy's so nice.
  3349. >She's so sweet.
  3350. >And cute.
  3351. >And she'll probably be a good girlfriend.
  3352. >But...
  3353. >...ugh.
  3354. >How are you gonna handle this?
  3355. >What are you gonna tell Celestia?
  3356. >What are you gonna tell Fluttershy?
  3357. >You really want Celestia.
  3358. >More than anything.
  3359. >But you don't want to let down Fluttershy.
  3360. >And you can't just dump Celestia after everything you shared with her.
  3361. >...
  3362. >...
  3363. >...What they don't know won't hurt them, right?
  3364. >It's not like they talk to each other.
  3365. >Especially concerning their dating lives.
  3366. >...Yeah, you'll handle this.
  3367. >It'll all work out in the end.
  3368. >You're sure of it.
  3369.  
  3370. >Friday.
  3371. >Lunch.
  3372. >Rarity looks incredibly excited for this evening.
  3373. >Rainbow Dash looks like she's trying her hardest to ignore all the romantic stuff happening.
  3374. >Twilight, Applejack and Pinkie are focusing on their lunches.
  3375. >Fluttershy is sitting next to you as you two share light conversation.
  3376. >Mainly she's ranting about a news article from earlier today.
  3377. >"It's so unfair! Those poor little critters never did anything to deserve such horrid treatment!"
  3378. >The CEO of KravenCorp was indicted on multiple charges of animal abuse due to testing of experimental drugs.
  3379. >You mainly sit there and let her talk, adding input where necessary.
  3380. "At least he's getting in trouble for it now." You add in.
  3381. >"Yeah, but that can't undo what happened to those animals."
  3382. >"Lizards, rats, sharks, even rabbits!"
  3383. >Fluttershy is practically fuming at this point.
  3384. >You don't think you've ever seen her so upset before.
  3385. >You rub her back in an attempt to make her feel better.
  3386. >"Thank you for listening, Anon. It means a lot to me."
  3387. "Of course! That's why I'm here!" You reply.
  3388. >You almost say 'that's what friends are for'.
  3389. >Out of the corner of your eye, you spot Principal Celestia standing near the door.
  3390. >You almost have a heart attack seeing your forbidden lover outside of her office during school hours.
  3391. >Of course, Twilight notices her too.
  3392. >"Good afternoon, Principal Celestia!" Twilight eagerly greets, catching her attention.
  3393. >Celestia's cheeks look kinda red and she seems to be shifting uncomfortably.
  3394. >She seemed kind of zoned out, snapping back to reality at Twilight's greeting.
  3395. >"Oh, hello Twilight." She warmly greets, regaining her composure.
  3396. >"And good afternoon, Anon." She turned to you, her tone softening slightly.
  3397. >Twilight notices this too.
  3398. >"I wish I could stay to talk but I just got a notice from Vice Principal Luna concerning an incident in the music room." She quickly bid farewell before leaving the lunchroom.
  3399.  
  3400. >Twilight turns to you, the confusion on her face asking many unsaid questions.
  3401. >"'Anon'?"
  3402. "Yeah, uh, sometimes we talk a bit after we get the work out of the way."
  3403. >"Talk about what?"
  3404. "Just stuff that's happened in our day. Boring stuff but it helps time go by."
  3405. >"Ha! Better make a move quick or you'll get bumped down to Principal Celestia's SECOND favorite student!" Rainbow teased.
  3406. >"That-that's not important!" Twilight defended.
  3407. >"Oh no?" Applejack asked.
  3408. >"Yeah! It doesn't matter!" Twilight retorts, starting to get flustered.
  3409. "Twilight, I really don't care about being the Principal's favorite." You add in.
  3410. >"But-but I'm on track to be valedictorian!" Twilight sputtered.
  3411. >Yeah but you're the one she'd rather kiss.
  3412. "Wait, do you care or not?"
  3413. >"I don't!" Twilight said with an 'I care immensely' face.
  3414. >"Ah don't get why you're getting so worked up about this." Applejack commented.
  3415. >"Yeah! She's just the Principal, not your best friend!" Pinkie added.
  3416. >Twilight heaved a heavy sigh.
  3417. >"I'm sorry for being so agitated, Anon." She reluctantly apologizes.
  3418. "It's fine, really!" You chuckle.
  3419. >"You could always be Vice Principal Luna's favorite." Fluttershy suggested.
  3420. >Rainbow burst out laughing at the idea.
  3421. >"How'd that work? Getting in trouble every day?"
  3422. >Twilight fumes at Rainbow's teasing.
  3423. >"Come on, this isn't getting worked up over." Fluttershy interjects, trying to defuse the situation.
  3424. >Rainbow sighs slightly at Fluttershy spoiling the fun, but soon enough everyone got back to eating.
  3425. >Not too long after, the bell rang and everyone got going.
  3426. >"Well, have fun chatting with Principal Celestia!" Twilight said before leaving, in a more genuine tone.
  3427. >You wave her goodbye as she leaves, and you notice Fluttershy is at your side.
  3428. "Thanks for defusing the situation, Flutters." You thank her.
  3429. >"It's no worries, Twilight can be so competitive, especially when trying to impress the Principal."
  3430. >You two say goodbye to each other and go your separate ways to class.
  3431.  
  3432. >Flash forward to 2:30.
  3433. >You enter Celestia's office and immediately notice something different visible.
  3434. >Something not visible.
  3435. >"Good afternoon, lovely!" Celestia greeted you once you closed the door behind you.
  3436. >You immediately notice she's much more flustered now than she was before.
  3437. >She's crossing and uncrossing her legs and tapping her feet.
  3438. "Good afternoon Celestia. Are you okay?" You ask her.
  3439. >She beckons you over with a finger.
  3440. >You nervously follow your Principal's instructions.
  3441. >When you're standing next to her, she grabs your collar and moves right next to your ear.
  3442. >"I've got a secret to tell you~"
  3443. "Oh really? What is it?"
  3444. >"I don't know if I should though, it's really embarrassing." She teases.
  3445. "Oh come on Princess, you can tell me." You reply, whispering back to her.
  3446. >"Oh alright, just for you~" Celestia relents.
  3447. >She glances around to make sure no one is eavesdropping.
  3448. >"I stayed up too late last night responding to more emails and doing more paperwork. So much so that I ended up oversleeping and was almost late!"
  3449. >The Principal late for school?
  3450. >That's something that would be fun to see.
  3451. >"I was in such a rush to come here that I forgot something important at home!"
  3452. "What would that be?" You ask, your interest piqued.
  3453. >She leans even closer.
  3454. >"My underwear."
  3455. >Celestia nibbles your ear slightly.
  3456. >"I'm not wearing any underwear~"
  3457. >...Oh.
  3458. >That explains a lot.
  3459. >Her breathing becomes much more labored as she sways her hips in her seat.
  3460. >"I felt so exposed all day today. I felt like everyone could see right through me. I felt like everyone could see me naked."
  3461. >She starts rubbing your back more and more.
  3462. >"I couldn't stop thinking about you all day~"
  3463. >She nibbles your neck.
  3464. >"I wanted you to tear off my clothes and love me in the front hall."
  3465. >Her thighs are tightly clamped together.
  3466. >You knead her thigh slightly.
  3467. "Allow me~"
  3468.  
  3469. >Celestia gasps slightly at your touch, massaging her thighs.
  3470. >As your left hand works her thigh, your right thumb lightly grazes her nipple through her shirt.
  3471. >Celestia practically melts in your hands, her angelic moans becoming louder and more lewd.
  3472. >You teasingly place a single finger over her mouth.
  3473. "Careful now, we don't want to be caught, do we?"
  3474. >"Mmph, I suppose not." Celestia groans.
  3475. >You drew your finger from her mouth and to yours, adding a 'shhh' for added effect.
  3476. >Your hands go to her sides as Celestia squirms at your touch.
  3477. >You go in for another heated kiss, but she was clearly more impatient, practically diving into the kiss.
  3478. >Her long fingernails dig into the sides of your face as her tongue barges into your mouth and wrestling with your tongue.
  3479. >You rub her sides more, gently teasing her nipples every now and again.
  3480. >You're reminded of your reason for being here and quickly pull away.
  3481. "What about my assignment for today?"
  3482. >"Don't think about that. I need this." Celestia hastily responded in a breathy voice.
  3483. >She then went right back into the kiss, tugging on your hair slightly.
  3484. >...You're kind of embarrassed to admit you kind of like having your hair pulled.
  3485. >Your hands get a bit more adventurous, lightly flirting with the skin just below the waistband of Celestia's formal pants.
  3486. >Celestia's moans grew even more lewd, and her face became incredibly red.
  3487. >Her body moved in tandem with your hands, arching up and down along with your hands moving from her breasts to her lower waist.
  3488. >"I think about you a lot." Celestia moaned out.
  3489. "Oh, do you now~?" You slyly respond.
  3490. >Your hand moves fully under her shirt, forcing another lewd moan out of your Principal.
  3491. >"Oh, yes...I've missed the way you touch me...so much..." Celestia managed to get out.
  3492. >As your hands drifted further down, you could sense a growing dampness in Celestia's crotch region.
  3493. "Not very professional of you, Ms. Principal~" You tease her.
  3494.  
  3495. >"Shut up and love me, naughty boy." Celestia practically ordered, grabbing your hand and placing it directly on top of her pants zipper.
  3496. "Well, since you asked so nicely~" You reply, nibbling her neck as you slowly and teasingly lowering the zipper on her pants.
  3497. >Celestia wiggles her hips to assist you in removing her pants.
  3498. >As you relish the sensation of Celestia's delightful thighs, you visually confirm that Celestia spent all day without wearing panties.
  3499. >Naughty girl.
  3500. >Once her pants reached her knees, pulling them off was much simpler.
  3501. >Celestia raised her legs, and with you kneeling under her desk, you liberated your divine Principal of all clothing below the waist.
  3502. >Her pussy is as glorious as before.
  3503. >With the sun-shaped hair and dripping with arousal.
  3504. >To you, it's a buffet.
  3505. "How embarrassing~" You tease her further.
  3506. >"Oh? How so?" Celestia retorted, trying to maintain her composure.
  3507. "Look at you, Celly. You're supposed to be the dignified and respectable Principal of Canterlot High, one of the most respected high schools in the country."
  3508. "And here you are, a blushing mess at the complete mercy of one of your students."
  3509. "You're supposed to be a grown woman, Celestia. But here you're acting like a teenager who's never had a boy over before."
  3510. >You're having a lot of fun with this.
  3511. >Celestia's face best resembles the color of the average restored hot rod.
  3512. >Her whimpers of arousal assist your claims as she runs her hands up and down her body.
  3513. >"Ohhhhh, you're right, dearest. I'm awful~" Celestia replies.
  3514. "You should be ashamed, Celly." You fake-scold her.
  3515. >"I am, Anon. I really really am."
  3516. >You plant kisses up and down her inner thigh.
  3517. >"I'm even more ashamed by the fact that there's no one I would rather surrender to than you."
  3518. >Her eyes manage to meet yours.
  3519. >Without breaking eye contact, you drag your tongue up her inner thigh.
  3520. >Celestia's breathing like she just ran a marathon.
  3521. >Then there's a knock on the door.
  3522.  
  3523. >You and Celestia freeze.
  3524. >Of course.
  3525. >The moment you two give in to your carnal desires, someone barges in.
  3526. >Celestia looks especially worried, as she's in such a compromised position.
  3527. >What do you do?
  3528. >"Hide" Celestia whispers to you.
  3529. >You crouch beneath Celestia's desk, thankfully hidden by the front of the desk.
  3530. >You also grab the Principal's discarded pants and keep them in your arms, so the intruder wouldn't see them.
  3531. >Once you were situated, Celestia quickly scoots into her normal place, sitting at the desk.
  3532. >There's another knock on the door.
  3533. >Celestia fanned her face to cool down, the redness on her cheeks dissipating.
  3534. >"C-Come in!" Celestia awkwardly responded.
  3535. >With your field of vision greatly limited, you could only hear the door open.
  3536. >Then spoke a familiar voice.
  3537. >"Good afternoon, Principal Celestia!"
  3538. >OH COME ON.
  3539. >OF COURSE.
  3540. >OF EVERYONE WHO COULD HAVE BARGED IN ON YOU AND CELESTIA.
  3541. >OF COURSE IT'S TWILIGHT SPARKLE.
  3542. >CANTERLOT HIGH'S GRADE-A TEACHER'S PET.
  3543. >REALLY?
  3544. >WHAT DOES SHE WANT?
  3545. >"Good afternoon, Twilight." Celestia replied, more confidence in her voice.
  3546. >"What brings you here after school hours?" She asked.
  3547. >"I wanted to bring the leftover fliers for prom here so they wouldn't go to waste!" Twilight beamed.
  3548. >You mentally groan.
  3549. >"Oh, thank you Twilight." Celestia said, placing the fliers somewhere on her desk.
  3550. >The longer you're down here, the less comfortable your position is.
  3551. >All you can see are Celestia's bare legs.
  3552. >...And Celestia's bare pussy.
  3553. >She shifts uncomfortably, silently praying Twilight doesn't notice.
  3554. >"...Are you okay, Principal Celestia?" Twilight asks.
  3555. >"Of course! Why do you ask?" Celestia hastily responds.
  3556. >"You just seem a little...strange. Kinda like at lunch."
  3557. >You're forced to stare right at Celestia's exposed womanhood as she talks to Twilight.
  3558. >And Celestia knows it.
  3559. >"I've just had a fever all day today. It's not too bad, don't worry." Celestia lied.
  3560.  
  3561. >"Oh okay! Anon had a fever that was pretty bad not too long ago, so maybe you caught that."
  3562. >Brilliant work, detective.
  3563. >"...Wait, where is Anon?"
  3564. >GOD DAMMIT.
  3565. >"Oh, he's currently using the restroom. He's been hard at work assisting me with this paperwork." Celestia continued to lie.
  3566. >"Ah, gotcha."
  3567. >Can you leave now, Twilight?
  3568. >"...You know, if you ever need a second Principal's Assistant, I could be helpful!" Twilight said.
  3569. >ARE YOU KIDDING ME.
  3570. >IT'S NOT ENOUGH FOR YOU TO BE VALEDICTORIAN?
  3571. >"I appreciate your enthusiasm, but Anon is plenty helpful and I doubt I'd have enough work for two helpers." Celestia insisted.
  3572. >"Well, okay."
  3573. >EXIT STAGE LEFT, TWILIGHT SPARKLE.
  3574. >"See you later!" Twilight happily said before heading for the door.
  3575. >You shift slightly, and Twilight stops walking.
  3576. >Oh shit.
  3577. >Did she notice you?
  3578. >...
  3579. >Thankfully she shrugs it off and leaves the office, closing the door behind her.
  3580. >"You can come out now." Celestia instructed, backing away from the desk.
  3581. >You practically fall out of the desk, finally allowing your aching legs rest.
  3582. >Celestia nervously laughs to herself, gripping her thighs.
  3583. "That was too close." You note.
  3584. >"Indeed, but I'm having too much fun to quit now." Celestia responded, almost collapsing out of her chair and meeting your gaze.
  3585. >Her bottom half is still exposed.
  3586. >Celestia spreads her heavenly legs for you, allowing you an uncensored view of her womanhood.
  3587. >Your cheeks are still burning red.
  3588. >Celestia grins as she takes your hand and places it gently on her boobs.
  3589. >"You didn't finish stripping me~" She reminds you.
  3590. "Well you didn't even start stripping me." You say back, taking her hand and placing it on your chest.
  3591. >A hungry look fills Celestia's eyes as she takes the opportunity to pull your shirt over your head and toss it over to where her pants are.
  3592. >Before you could even blink, she unzips and removes your pants at surely record speed.
  3593.  
  3594. >You hastily unbutton Celestia's formal shirt and almost tear it off her, revealing the same voluptuous boobs as before.
  3595. >And once more, Principal Celestia is naked for you.
  3596. >"Oh, I'm awful~" Celestia moaned, swaying her nude form pleasurably.
  3597. "Oh? Are you now~?" You goad her.
  3598. >"Ohhhh yes. I'm so dirty~" She went on, falling on her back and running her hands up and down her nude form.
  3599. >"No respectable Principal would be so naughty as to be so vulnerable to a student."
  3600. >You grab her hand before she can rub her pussy.
  3601. >You climb over her to look Celestia in the eyes.
  3602. "To me, you're no Principal." You tease her.
  3603. >Celestia's breathing becomes much more labored as you drew in closer.
  3604. "You're mine."
  3605. >You dive into another heated kiss as your hands explore Celestia's naked body.
  3606. >Celestia moans loud and pleasurably into the kiss, her hands moving all over your back.
  3607. >Slowly and surgically, your hand slides down her stomach and onto her honeypot.
  3608. >Celestia practically screams in pleasure as her fingernails dig into your back.
  3609. >Her tongue is out for blood as she continues the kiss, trying to entangle her tongue in yours.
  3610. >You drag your hand across her area a few times to rile her up even further.
  3611. >Suddenly, one of Celestia's hands draw from your back and slides down your stomach.
  3612. >As she grabs your cock through your boxer shorts, she withdraws from the kiss.
  3613. >"I think we should share this experience." Celestia panted.
  3614. "So thoughtful~" You reply, sliding a finger inside her.
  3615. >Celestia squealed like an eager teenager, gripping your cock harder with her thumb on the head.
  3616. >You go in for another kiss, but Celestia stops you.
  3617. >"Let me stare deep into your eyes, lover~" Celestia requests.
  3618. >So lewd.
  3619. "Only for you, Princess~"
  3620. >Celestia begins stroking your length up and down as you slowly slide two more fingers inside Celestia's womanhood.
  3621. >The room is filled with the lewd moans and gasps elicited from both you and Celestia.
  3622.  
  3623. >The whole time you two are pleasuring each other, Celestia is staring deep into your eyes, as if hypnotically drawn to your gaze.
  3624. >You very well might be.
  3625. >Celestia's deep, magenta eyes convey levels of the love and desire she holds for you.
  3626. >On the rim of your vision, you see Celestia's nude, amazonian form writhe in pleasure as your slide your three fingers in and out of her.
  3627. >The tightness of Celestia's pussy combined with the comforting warmth makes you want to stay in this position forever.
  3628. >She knows exactly what she's doing with your rod, her hand moving up and down in tandem with her deep breathing and panting.
  3629. "You're so sexy." You pant.
  3630. >"Am I really?" Celestia goads you, batting her eyes at you.
  3631. >"Such a young, virile man like you being attracted to an old lady like me~?"
  3632. >Such a tease.
  3633. "Oh, but there's nothing old about you!"
  3634. >You run your free hand up and down her body.
  3635. >"But I'm not as young or pretty as the other girls your age." She fake-pouted.
  3636. "Are you kidding?"
  3637. >Your hand becomes more strategically used, drawing attention to specific parts of her body.
  3638. "Your lovely breasts, your amazing hips, your toned stomach, your alluring legs, your flawless face, everything about you is divine!"
  3639. >You stare the nude and terribly aroused Principal in the eyes.
  3640. "Those girls have NOTHING on such an amazon like you!"
  3641. >Celestia giggles in slight embarrassment.
  3642. >"So I'm an amazon?" She asked with a smirk on her face.
  3643. "You're insanely tall and insanely sexy. How could you not be?"
  3644. >Her thighs clamp around your hand submerged in her womanhood.
  3645. >She grips your length even tighter, making you gasp in arousal a bit.
  3646. >"Well in that case, you better hurry up and finish the job~"
  3647. >You don't need to be told twice.
  3648. >You hasten your pace along with Celestia, getting closer and closer to finishing.
  3649. >Celestia's gasping and mewling grew louder and quicker, indicating she's reaching the climax.
  3650. >"Anon...please...keep going...I...." She managed to sputter out.
  3651.  
  3652. >You don't say anything, you just keep going faster and faster as you stare into her deep, loving eyes.
  3653. >Then it happened.
  3654. >Celestia's warm honeypot contracted and spurted out squirts of arousal onto your hand, with a few drips getting on the floor.
  3655. >Celestia arches her back up and lets out a lewd squeal of pleasure as she reaches her climax, making you slightly worry about anyone hearing.
  3656. >...Nah, no one was around.
  3657. >But Celestia was still determined to let you finish too.
  3658. >She quickly gets on her knees and moves closer to you and jerks you off with both hands.
  3659. >Now this is a sight to behold.
  3660. >Your Principal, fully nude, on her knees and servicing you.
  3661. >You might keep bringing up how amazing this is, but it never stops being so amazing.
  3662. >Celestia's increased work on you made you much weaker.
  3663. >Her hands on you feel so wonderful, and she knows what she's doing.
  3664. >You can feel it building.
  3665. "Hey, Celly...I'm gonna..."
  3666. >She gets the message and quickly takes your cock in her mouth.
  3667. >Just one stroke of Celestia's tongue down your length is enough to send you over the edge.
  3668. >You throw your head back and moan loudly as your manhood spurts out your sticky, white fluid right into your Principal's mouth.
  3669. >She hungrily slurps down every last drop of your juices, without breaking eye contact with you.
  3670. >Once she's done, she withdraws and your cock pops out of her mouth.
  3671. >You collapse on the ground and Celestia crawls closer to you.
  3672. >"You know, more fruits in your diet would make it taste better." Celestia noted.
  3673. "I'll take your word for it." You reply between breaths.
  3674. >Celestia smiles and wraps her arms around your torso as she collapses on your lap.
  3675. >"Thanks for making this old lady feel pretty again~"
  3676. >You stroke her hair lovingly.
  3677. "Anything for you, Princess!"
  3678. >She snuggles into your chest some more until she notices the clock reads 3:28.
  3679. >You get dressed and make yourself presentable before you leave.
  3680. >Celestia goes to hug you again, but you stop her.
  3681.  
  3682. "You're still naked, Principal Celestia!" You point out with a grin.
  3683. >She quickly glances down to confirm your claim, and crosses her legs slightly out of embarrassment as she covers her extremities with her hands.
  3684. >"Hehehe, whoopsie~"
  3685. >Despite her embarrassment, she's clearly still enjoying herself.
  3686. >"I'm sorry we can't spend more time together this weekend, Anon. I'll see you Monday?"
  3687. "Yup! See you then!" You happily reply.
  3688. >You go for the door, but Celestia grabs your attention before you can leave.
  3689. >"Stay pretty for me, lover boy~"
  3690. >Celestia turns around and wiggles her butt at you teasingly.
  3691. "C-Can do!" You sputter out, flustered.
  3692. >You can hear Celestia giggling like a schoolgirl as you leave her office.
  3693. >As you step out of Canterlot High, you check your phone for any notifications.
  3694. >A text from Norman sticks out.
  3695. >"Macedonio's at 6 PM. Don't worry about Fluttershy, Rarity will give her a ride. Dress nicely!"
  3696. >God dammit.
  3697. >You forgot about that.
  3698. >The good feelings that remained from your time with Celestia faded at the reminder.
  3699. >Now you've gotta lead on poor Fluttershy.
  3700. >...You really want to tell her.
  3701. >She deserves to know.
  3702. >But how will she react?
  3703. >Will she tell her friends?
  3704. >Twilight's reaction would be a sight to see, at least.
  3705. >But you and Celestia could get in a lot of trouble.
  3706. >You sigh to yourself.
  3707. >You better get going.
  3708. >Once you get home, you explain to your parents that you're going to hang out with your friends at 6.
  3709. >They're supportive of you socializing more, and don't really ask any other questions.
  3710. >You leave out the fact that it's a double date.
  3711. >"You're becoming more like your old man!" Your dad boasts.
  3712. >When you get to your room, you quickly locate the semi-formal clothes you wore for your first meeting with Celestia.
  3713. >...You're such an asshole.
  3714. >Maybe after tonight Fluttershy realizes she isn't very compatible with you.
  3715. >You can only hope.
  3716. >After a change of clothes, you psych yourself up and set off for the double date.
  3717.  
  3718. >Macedonio's wasn't too far from your house, about a half hour's walk.
  3719. >Plenty of time to be alone with your thoughts.
  3720. >None of them new, however.
  3721. >The ideas of you being horrible for leading on Fluttershy and you being so conflicted occur so often, they more closely resemble echoes.
  3722. >Summer was closing in on Canterlot, so there was still plenty of light out later in the day.
  3723. >The sun was only just starting to set, with plenty of blue in the sky along with the orange tint to the horizon.
  3724. >You notice the birds are chirping less than they would on your morning commute to school.
  3725. >They must be holed up in their nest until morning.
  3726. >Only a couple cars pass you by on the road as you walk, and you can count on one hand how many people were idly strolling through town.
  3727. >Sugarcube Corner is winding down too, with only a dozen people inside.
  3728. >You opened your phone to see if you were going in the right direction to Macedonio's.
  3729. >The path goes to the edge of town, back into the wealthier part of town.
  3730. >Which reminds you.
  3731. >You double-check your wallet.
  3732. >Sure enough, your $50 bill is still safely stored inside.
  3733. >You've been keeping that under your bed for a rainy day.
  3734. >And it's pouring.
  3735. >Your path to Macedonio's takes you past Celestia's house.
  3736. >You know you should just keep walking and pretend you didn't notice.
  3737. >But you can't.
  3738. >You stop walking and stare longingly at the house.
  3739. >Celestia's car is in the driveway, so she is inside.
  3740. >At this time, she's either eating dinner or responding to more emails.
  3741. >You open your contact '<3' to see the last time she texted you.
  3742. >18 days ago.
  3743. >Your gaze returns to her house, wondering if she could sense you on the other side of the road.
  3744. >Heaving a defeated sigh, you hung your head and continued your journey.
  3745. >Glancing at the map one last time, you make a few more turns to arrive.
  3746. >Soon enough, you've arrived at the restaurant.
  3747.  
  3748. >The place certainly looks nice from the outside.
  3749. >The sizeable building was illuminated not only by the stylized "Macedonio's" sign, but also the spotlights shining on the outside of the building.
  3750. >The cars in the parking lot are nice too.
  3751. >You glimpse an older couple going in, dressed much nicer than you.
  3752. >You start to feel self-conscious.
  3753. >Maybe this was a bad idea.
  3754. >"Oh good! You came!" Rang a familiar voice from behind you.
  3755. >Turning around, you see Rarity at Norman's side, with Fluttershy not too far behind.
  3756. "Were you expecting me to ghost you?" You ask, smiling.
  3757. >"Not at all! We're just happy to see you, right Fluttershy?" Rarity responds, slightly nudging the other girl.
  3758. >Fluttershy nods in agreement.
  3759. >You take this opportunity to fully take in what they're wearing.
  3760. >Norman's dressed more formally than you, decked out in a jacket and tie.
  3761. >Rarity is, of course, dressed fancily.
  3762. >She's wearing a sparkly-blue strapless dress with a nice belt going across her waist.
  3763. >Fluttershy is dressed less formally, wearing a simple yet nice looking green dress with flowers embroidered near the hem.
  3764. "I hope I'm not underdressed-" You confess.
  3765. >"Oh, don't worry! You look fine!" Rarity reassured you.
  3766. >"Yeah man, I've been here plenty of times before, you won't stick out." Norman added.
  3767. "Well, if you say so."
  3768. >Rarity quickly leads the group inside to meet the waiter at the front, with you walking alongside Fluttershy.
  3769. >Your gaze meets hers, and you can tell she's kind of nervous.
  3770. >When you walk in, you're greeted with calm, relaxing music and the sounds of casual conversation and other sounds to be expected from a restaurant.
  3771. >"Good afternoon! Do you have a reservation?" The waiter asks.
  3772. >"Yep! Norman at six?" Norman responds, maintaining a formal appearance.
  3773. >After flipping through the book behind the stand, the young waiter nods to himself, grabbing four menus and leads you all to a table near the back.
  3774.  
  3775. >The window near the table provides a nice view of the town of Canterlot, faintly illuminated by the lights from buildings.
  3776. >You sit furthest in on the right, with Fluttershy sitting next to you as Norman sits across from you with Rarity next to him.
  3777. >Fluttershy slightly adjusts herself on the seat, making sure her dress doesn't get caught on anything.
  3778. >Norman and Rarity quickly get adjusted and quietly joke amongst themselves while looking over the menu.
  3779. >You should make your date feel welcome.
  3780. "How are you feeling?" You ask Fluttershy.
  3781. >"Oh, I'm doing alright." She responds, turning her attention from the menu to you.
  3782. "I hope you're not feeling too overwhelmed by all this."
  3783. >"Not really, I've been to restaurants like this before."
  3784. "Well, I haven't." You sheepishly admit.
  3785. >"That's okay! Just be polite and they'll be polite too!" Fluttershy encouraged you.
  3786. >You nodded, taking in the advice.
  3787. >That can't be hard.
  3788. >"Welcome to Macedonio's, can I start you all with something to drink this evening?" The waiter asks, having returned with a notepad.
  3789. >"Coke for me, please." Norman replies.
  3790. >"Unsweetened ice tea, please." Rarity says.
  3791. "Just water for me." You add.
  3792. >"I'll take water as well, please." Fluttershy says.
  3793. >The waiter nods and disappears once more, leaving you with more time to look over the menu.
  3794. >There's a lot here.
  3795. >A lot of it sounds really fancy.
  3796. >You're honestly kind of overwhelmed.
  3797. "Hey Norman, have you been here before?" You ask.
  3798. >"Nah, but Rarity has!" He replies, turning to his date.
  3799. "Well then, what would you recommend?" You ask her.
  3800. >"The Chicken Parmesan is delightful here!" Rarity happily replied.
  3801. >Well, that settles it.
  3802. >Fluttershy is still looking over the menu, particularly at the salads.
  3803. >You should've guessed she was vegetarian.
  3804. "So, how's Angel been doing?" You ask her.
  3805. >"He's doing well." Fluttershy giggles.
  3806. >"He can be a bit much at times, but he's in good health!"
  3807. "That's great!" You reply.
  3808.  
  3809. >Not too much later, the drinks arrived and were distributed accordingly.
  3810. >With his notepad back out, the waiter asks everyone for their main meal for the evening.
  3811. >Chicken Parmesan for you, a simple salad for Fluttershy, and a spaghetti for Norman and Rarity.
  3812. >A singular bowl.
  3813. >To share.
  3814. >Of course.
  3815. >Once the waiter disappears back into the kitchen, the conversations resume.
  3816. >Norman and Rarity seemed to have forgotten you and Fluttershy are you as well.
  3817. >They're talking exclusively amongst themselves and getting a little touchy-feely.
  3818. >Trying to ignore them, you turn back to Fluttershy.
  3819. "Got any plans for the summer?"
  3820. >"Other than being at the animal shelter more and hanging out with my friends, not really." Fluttershy admits.
  3821. >"We might spend some time at the beach!"
  3822. "That's always fun!"
  3823. >"What about you, Anon?"
  3824. >You pause for a moment to think.
  3825. "Not really anything special, I'll mostly be preparing for college."
  3826. >"Oh yeah, that too."
  3827. >"Are you worried at all? It's a big jump in your life."
  3828. "To be honest...yeah, kinda." You admit.
  3829. "I've gotten so used to ordinary school life that transitioning to college seems kinda scary." You let out.
  3830. >"That's okay, Anon! It's understandable to be scared!" Fluttershy reinforces.
  3831. >"Deep down, everyone's scared, but we'll all manage, I'm sure of it!" She beamed.
  3832. >Fluttershy's a great friend.
  3833. >She brushes her hand against yours.
  3834. >"Plus we all have friends to help us along the way!"
  3835. "Yup! You and your little circle have been great friends!" You reply happily.
  3836. >Fluttershy smiles in approval.
  3837. >A brief moment of silence is shared between you two, Rarity and Norman being faded out of the background noise.
  3838. >Then you get worried.
  3839. >What if Fluttershy makes another move?
  3840. >What if she tries to kiss you?
  3841. >It's unlikely, but it's still possible.
  3842. >But it looks like someone was looking out for you, as the waiter returns again, this time with all the food.
  3843.  
  3844. >The Chicken Parmesan looks great, still sizzling from the cooking and emanating a delicious scent.
  3845. >Norman seems to have collected his manners recently, not digging into the spaghetti with the same intensity you've seen him demonstrate at lunch.
  3846. >Most likely because Rarity wants some too.
  3847. >Fluttershy looks pleased with her salad, basic as it is, and after applying some Italian dressing, she gets to nibbling away.
  3848. >Fork and knife in hand, you carefully cut the chicken into smaller, more manageable pieces suited for eating.
  3849. >While also making sure to not to get any drops of residue on your nice clothes.
  3850. >One somewhat taste test later, you're immensely pleased with the cooking.
  3851. >This place certainly lives up to its expensive appearance, as the chicken is cooked to near perfection.
  3852. >Your stomach rumbles in agreement, urging you to continue eating.
  3853. >Which you happily oblige.
  3854. >The conversation at the table ceased noticeably as everyone enjoyed the professionally cooked meals.
  3855. >As surprisingly good as the lunch food at Canterlot High was, it obviously pales in comparison.
  3856. >Dabbing the napkin across your mouth region, you glance around the table to see how everyone's doing.
  3857. >Fluttershy's enjoying the salad, eating much more neatly than you.
  3858. >Norman and Rarity are once more lost in each other's eyes as they ate.
  3859. >They're surprisingly neat for how little they look at the food.
  3860. >You better give them some space so you don't intrude on any sickeningly sweet moments between the two.
  3861. >Man, this chicken sure is filling.
  3862. >You barely have it in you to finish it all.
  3863. >That's a first.
  3864. >But you manage to clean your plate.
  3865. >Not wanting to disturb Fluttershy, you gaze out the window.
  3866. >Canterlot's a bit darker now, and there are less lights illuminating the town.
  3867. >Checking your phone, you see it's 7:13.
  3868. >You sigh to yourself.
  3869. >What's everyone doing now?
  3870. >...What's Celestia doing now?
  3871. >Buried in her work, no doubt.
  3872. >The sensation of loneliness quickly returns.
  3873.  
  3874. >"Are you okay, Anon?" Fluttershy asks, clearly concerned.
  3875. >You turn back to share eye contact with her.
  3876. >You want to be honest with her.
  3877. >She really deserves to know.
  3878. >...But she can't.
  3879. >Damn, this must be how Spider-Man feels.
  3880. >Except you're not a superhero.
  3881. >You're dating your Principal.
  3882. "...I don't know." You respond.
  3883. >Fluttershy places her hand on your arm reassuringly.
  3884. >"Do you wanna talk about it?"
  3885. >You pause for a moment, then heave a sigh.
  3886. "...Not really, I'm sorry." You admit.
  3887. >"It's okay, Anon. If you ever do, I'm always here to listen."
  3888. >She rubbed your shoulder encouragingly, and your smile returns to your face.
  3889. "Thank you, Fluttershy."
  3890. >"Of course!"
  3891. >You two look over at the pair opposite you.
  3892. >They're leaning on each other and giggling softly.
  3893. >You're really glad it's going well for them.
  3894. >Especially Norman, he's wanted a prom date more than you for years.
  3895. >Rarity eventually notices you two staring, and immediately gets flustered.
  3896. >"H-How's your food?" She asks, trying to preemptively divert the conversation.
  3897. >Fluttershy giggles a bit.
  3898. >Norman pulls back rubbing his head, flustered as well.
  3899. >"It's been delightful!" Fluttershy beamed.
  3900. "Yeah, it was great!" You add on.
  3901. >Rarity's cheeks are still red.
  3902. >"I knew so, I've been coming here since I was a little girl!" Rarity replied.
  3903. >That makes sense.
  3904. >The waiter returns with the check, immediately causing complications at the table.
  3905. >The grand total comes to $48.29.
  3906. "I can cover most of it." You offer, producing the $50 bill.
  3907. >"Oh, Anon, that's not needed! We can all pitch in!" Rarity was quick to interject.
  3908. >Norman tries to not pay attention to the conversation.
  3909. >He must not have much money on him.
  3910. "It's really no big deal, you can pay me back later." You insist.
  3911. >Rarity huffs for a moment, wanting to be more helpful.
  3912. >"Oh, fine. But just this once!" Rarity reinforces.
  3913. >You laugh as you attach the bill, return the check to the waiter at the front, and head back out the front door.
  3914.  
  3915. >The warm air of the summer night offers a nice greeting to outside Canterlot, 7:31.
  3916. >It's darker than it was before with traffic having died down noticeably.
  3917. >Rarity and Norman hug once they've stepped away from the restaurant.
  3918. >"I had such a good time tonight, Normie."
  3919. >Normie?
  3920. >You probably could have come up with a better pet name.
  3921. >"So did I! I'm glad you enjoyed yourself." Norman responded.
  3922. >You turn to Fluttershy, trying to not look at the two schmoozing.
  3923. >"Did you have a good time, Anon?"
  3924. "I did! The food was great and it's always nice to spend time with friends." You insist.
  3925. >"It's okay if you didn't, you know."
  3926. >You nod.
  3927. "Trust me, I'm glad I came here with you all."
  3928. >Fluttershy smiles warmly.
  3929. >"Okay, I trust you."
  3930. >You two share another nice moment of each other's presence before Norman speaks up again.
  3931. >"Do you need a ride home, Anon?"
  3932. >Rarity's near her car.
  3933. "Nah, I think I'll walk."
  3934. >"Are you sure? It's kind of a long walk."
  3935. "Don't worry, I'll be fine. I could benefit from working on my cardio anyway." You joke.
  3936. >"Well, okay then. See you Monday dude!" Norman says before driving off.
  3937. >"Goodbye Anon! Stay safe!" Fluttershy says to you before getting into Rarity's car.
  3938. >Once the second car drives away, you finally have another moment to yourself.
  3939. >Making your way back home, your mood lowers again.
  3940. >You think of Celestia more.
  3941. >More of the same, really.
  3942. >You could've been really happy with dating Fluttershy if you never took the Principal's Assistant position.
  3943. >It takes more effort to get home, what with Canterlot being darker now.
  3944. >Finally walking through your front door, you quickly talk to your parents about how the day went well before going up to room.
  3945. >You feel tired after all you've done today, so you almost immediately climb into bed after changing into pajamas.
  3946. >You wish you could just run away with Celestia.
  3947. >Leave Canterlot and never look back.
  3948. >You check your text messages to see if Celestia finally responded.
  3949. >No new texts.
  3950.  
  3951. >Flash forward a few weeks.
  3952. >Specifically, two weeks before prom.
  3953. >Norman, of course, asked Rarity to prom.
  3954. >Rarity, of course, said yes.
  3955. >Twilight confirmed she's going with Flash Sentry.
  3956. >Turns out he's not as much of a douchebag as you thought.
  3957. >He's actually a pretty cool guy.
  3958. >As for you and Fluttershy?
  3959. >It's iffy.
  3960. >You two are still friends but haven't gone on anything that could be considered a date since you went with Norman and Rarity.
  3961. >You helped out at the animal shelter a couple times, but that was just being a good friend.
  3962. >Now, you and Celestia.
  3963. >That's also been kind of tricky.
  3964. >After she got all hot and bothered, you two haven't had a sexual encounter since.
  3965. >You two rarely have time to kiss now.
  3966. >Celestia knows that she can't just keep ignoring all the paperwork and emails that need to be attended to.
  3967. >So for the past few weeks, you two have mainly been talking and flirting in between working.
  3968. >Celestia always makes sure to hug you both as soon as you arrive and right before you leave.
  3969. >The more time went along, the tighter and longer her hugs got.
  3970. >She must be lonely too.
  3971. >Just thinking about her makes your heart ache.
  3972. >Only a few more weeks to go.
  3973. >Then you're free.
  3974. >The energy about the school has noticeably changed, the more prom approaches.
  3975. >You haven't attended prom in the past, so you're not familiar with what happened then.
  3976. >Apparently Sunset Shimmer threw a temper tantrum when she didn't win prom queen?
  3977. >That reminds you, how's she gonna graduate if she's never around anymore.
  3978. >Maybe she's doing her classwork online, but what's she doing now?
  3979. >Whatever, it's none of your business.
  3980. >Right now, you're barely awake in Celestia's office, sorting more paperwork.
  3981. >Granted, you'd do anything for her, but could she have at least picked a more stimulating task.
  3982. >Celestia shares your sentiment, resembling a zombie as she rests her hand on her cheek, staring at the computer.
  3983.  
  3984. >You brush your thumb across the back of Celestia's hand, eliciting a soft smile from her.
  3985. >She grips your hand in return, cherishing the small amount of contact you share.
  3986. >It took a long while, but you finally finish the sorting you've been assigned.
  3987. >Wanting to help her ease up more, you walk behind Celestia and wrap your arms around her from behind.
  3988. >Celestia quickly sinks into the hug, sighing dreamily.
  3989. >"I don't deserve you, Anon."
  3990. "What makes you say that?"
  3991. >"I'm not very available to spend time with you. You're so patient with me, as well as kind and charming and loving." Celestia elaborated.
  3992. >You're incredibly flattered at her praise.
  3993. "Aww, thank you Celly!"
  3994. >You gently kiss her forehead.
  3995. "It doesn't matter to me that you're busy with work. All the time I spend with you is time well spent!"
  3996. >She laughs to herself softly.
  3997. >"Thank you, Anon."
  3998. >Suddenly, she gets an idea and shoots up in her seat.
  3999. >"Picnic!"
  4000. >You jump back a bit in surprise.
  4001. "What?"
  4002. >"We could go on a picnic together!"
  4003. >"I know a nice, secluded spot outside Canterlot that I used to go camping at!"
  4004. >Celestia's really eager at the idea.
  4005. >You have to admit, it's infectious.
  4006. "Will you have the time to? Your work won't get in the way?"
  4007. >"I'll make time, don't fret!" She insists.
  4008. >You wonder if she really can make time.
  4009. "So just a picnic and not camping?"
  4010. >"A picnic would be easier to organize and would be less suspicious."
  4011. >"We could go camping in the future!" Celestia suddenly realizes.
  4012. "Yeah, good point!"
  4013. "Plus, there's less risk of you ripping your pants like at Camp Everfree last year." You tease.
  4014. >Celestia gasps and covers her mouth in embarrassment.
  4015. >"You saw that!?"
  4016. "Yeah, it's been kinda seared into my memory since. I think they were blue-"
  4017. >Celestia quickly covers your mouth, her face flushing.
  4018. >You remove her hand from your mouth.
  4019. "Oh come on, I've seen you naked and you're embarrassed of a wardrobe malfunction?" You ask, grinning.
  4020. >"That's different!" She insisted.
  4021.  
  4022. >You move to look her in the eyes.
  4023. "I think the picnic's a wonderful idea!" You beam.
  4024. >Celestia overcomes her embarrassment and gets closer to you.
  4025. >She gently bumps her nose against yours, and you two softly nuzzle into each other.
  4026. >You also gently hold Celestia's hand, both of you enjoying the warmth of the other.
  4027. "So when's the picnic gonna happen?" You ask.
  4028. >"I think I can make time this Saturday!" She eagerly responds.
  4029. "I hope it's not too much trouble for you-"
  4030. >She quickly shushes you.
  4031. >"It's not, don't fret!"
  4032. >You believe her, and nod along.
  4033. >This Saturday, most likely in the afternoon.
  4034. >Should be doable.
  4035. >It's Tuesday today, so there's still time to plan.
  4036. >Noticing the clock's struck 3:30, you and Celestia embrace in one last hug before you depart once more.
  4037. >No matter how many times you hug her, it never gets old.
  4038. >You could sink into her warm, amazonian body and die happy.
  4039. >As usual, you wrap your arms around her torso and bury your face in her chest.
  4040. >Her chest slowly moves up and down in time with her breathing as she rests her cheek on your forehead.
  4041. >Eventually, Celestia releases you from her embrace, and with a soft kiss on the cheek, you're sent on your way.
  4042. >On your way home, your phone buzzes in your pocket.
  4043. >Taking it out, you see a new text from Fluttershy.
  4044. >"Hey, wanna hang out at the park together this Saturday?"
  4045. >...
  4046. >...She wants to give you another chance with her.
  4047. >God damn her kindness.
  4048. >Maybe she thinks you'll do better if it's just you and her.
  4049. >Not to mention you've got your plans this Saturday.
  4050. "Would Sunday work?" You text back, crossing your fingers.
  4051. >"Sadly not, I'm gonna be studying with Twilight that day."
  4052. >Damn.
  4053. "Idk, I'll have to check my schedule." You reply.
  4054. >"Okay!" Fluttershy responds.
  4055. >Your put your phone away and walk home.
  4056. >Surely you'll know peace from this drama soon.
  4057.  
  4058. >Flash forward again a few days.
  4059. >Specifically, Friday night
  4060. >The last day before your picnic with Celestia.
  4061. >The details have been worked out.
  4062. >Canterlot Overlook, 7 PM.
  4063. >You and Celestia worked out what you'll be bringing.
  4064. >She'll be making the food, you'll bring the basket and blanket and drinks and other stuff.
  4065. >You've already worked out what you'll tell your parents to get to go.
  4066. >Smooth sailing for once.
  4067. >Right now you're playing through DOOM some more while intermittently texting your friends.
  4068. >Rarity was absent from the group chat, most likely texting Norman.
  4069. >Prom is next week.
  4070. >You're still firm in your stance to not go.
  4071. >Pinkie's trying her best to persuade you otherwise.
  4072. >"But why noooooooooooot???"
  4073. "I just don't really like dances, that's all!"
  4074. >"Neither did Fluttershy, but she still had fun last time, right?" Pinkie insisted.
  4075. >"Yeah I did." Fluttershy bluntly responded.
  4076. >"Why do you want him to come so bad?" Rainbow asks.
  4077. >"I just wanna help my friends have fun!!!" Pinkie replied.
  4078. >"It's okay if you don't want to, Anon. We understand!" Twilight interjected, taking your side.
  4079. >"We'll still keep in touch afterwards!" Applejack added.
  4080. "Yeah true. I really do appreciate your concern tho!" You make sure to add.
  4081. >"Ofc!! But there's still time to change your mind!" Pinkie reminded you.
  4082. "I know lol"
  4083. >"What are you gonna be doing if you won't be going to prom?" Twilight asks.
  4084. "Not much, just relaxing at home."
  4085. >"You always do that! Live a little!" Pinkie shot back.
  4086. >"Pinkie, quit bugging him." Rainbow interjected.
  4087. >Soon enough, the conversation diverted elsewhere, leaving you time to focus on the 90's classic dominating your PC monitor.
  4088. >After about a half hour later, your phone buzzed again.
  4089. >An idle glance at your phone and your heart skipped a beat.
  4090. >It's from Celestia.
  4091. >You hastily open the message.
  4092. >"Bad news: I can't make it tomorrow :("
  4093. >Your heart sank to unparalleled depths.
  4094. >"I'm sorry! Would next Saturday work?"
  4095. >That's prom night.
  4096.  
  4097. >Oh well, you weren't planning on going anyway.
  4098. >You cross your fingers and pray this is the last road bump.
  4099. "Yeah, that works fine" You respond.
  4100. >That might have been a little too blunt.
  4101. >"I'm really sorry, love. I promise the picnic will happen!"
  4102. "It's okay if you're too busy to spend time together." You insist.
  4103. >"But you deserve better!"
  4104. >You sigh and lean back in your chair, not caring about the Cacodemon that ensured your demise in-game.
  4105. >All you can do is hope, right?
  4106. >...Yeah, seems like it.
  4107. "You being unavailable won't change how I feel about you." You text back.
  4108. >"But you deserve to be loved."
  4109. >"You deserve to be happy."
  4110. "When I'm with you, I AM happy!" You insist.
  4111. >She sends back three heart emojis.
  4112. >You smile at the small gesture.
  4113. >That reminds you.
  4114. >You open Fluttershy's contact and send her a quick text.
  4115. "Change of plans, I will be available tomorrow."
  4116. >You wait a bit for her to respond.
  4117. >"Yay! Wanna meet at 3 tomorrow?"
  4118. "Yeah, that'll work!"
  4119. >"See you then!"
  4120. >You toss your phone to the side of your bed for the night and dwell on your thoughts more.
  4121. >You can trust Fluttershy.
  4122. >She'd never go behind your back to spill your secrets to other people.
  4123. >She deserves to know.
  4124. >Tomorrow you're gonna meet up with Fluttershy and tell her you're dating Celestia.
  4125. >You don't know how she'll respond or what she'll say.
  4126. >You're risking your friendship with her by revealing this to her.
  4127. >Hopefully she'll understand.
  4128. >It's unlikely, but there's still a chance.
  4129. >But she deserves to know.
  4130. >And that's what matters most.
  4131. >To keep your mind from racing or to end up talking yourself out of it, you drift off to sleep.
  4132. >As your consciousness faded away, a feeling of anxiety accompanied you to dream land.
  4133. >Do or die.
  4134.  
  4135. >Saturday morning.
  4136. >A set of casual clothes lay on your bed before you.
  4137. >You were still in the process of psyching yourself up to tell Fluttershy.
  4138. >You have to.
  4139. >...You have to.
  4140. >You reluctantly get dressed in a simple t-shirt, basketball shorts, sneakers, the works.
  4141. >Meet Fluttershy at 3.
  4142. >It's 1:29.
  4143. >...You might as well go early and have some time to yourself to think.
  4144. >Maybe the fresh air would help your racing mind.
  4145. >You head downstairs, gather what little stuff you take with you (I.E. phone and wallet), and make for the door.
  4146. "I'm heading to the park today to hang out with friends." You say to your dad in the other room, watching a news report on attacks on yakuza members in Osaka, Japan.
  4147. >"Have fun! Stay safe, too. Don't want to get a bone broken so close to graduation!" Your dad warned.
  4148. >You roll your eyes slightly.
  4149. "I'll keep that in mind." You said before walking out the front door.
  4150. >It's a beautiful day today.
  4151. >Not a cloud in the sky.
  4152. >A nice 76 degrees.
  4153. >Birds are chirping happily as they dance around the sky.
  4154. >The closer your get to Downtown Canterlot, the more people strolling down the street you see.
  4155. >Sugarcube Corner's busier than you've ever seen it before, having only been there during the school week.
  4156. >You should be back home by 5, in time for dinner.
  4157. >Maybe you should get something to snack on later.
  4158. >But that's not important now.
  4159. >Just outside Downtown on the other side of town, you find yourself at the park.
  4160. >It's as warm and welcoming as ever.
  4161. >The grass is green and healthy, the pond is blue and supports a surprisingly large variety of aquatic flora and fauna.
  4162. >Families come here for a nice day off, couples come here for romantic walks, and you came here for confession.
  4163. >As if stepping inside meant you would be trapped, you carefully made your way past the entrance gates.
  4164. >You make sure to avoid getting in the path of any children playing with frisbees while walking.
  4165. >It's refreshing to be here.
  4166.  
  4167. >The sun feels especially nice on your face today.
  4168. >The gentle breeze is a nice touch as well.
  4169. >You find a vacant bench seated conveniently underneath a large tree that overlooks a large portion of the park as well as offering a nice view of Canterlot.
  4170. >You sit down on the bench, taking in the view.
  4171. >Checking the time, your clock reads 2:20.
  4172. >You lean back on the bench and groan to yourself.
  4173. >A sense of inevitability hangs over you like a solitary rain cloud in an overly-obvious metaphor.
  4174. >You've come this far, you've gotta tell her.
  4175. >"I wasn't expecting you to be here early!" A soft voice remarks.
  4176. >Jumping up a bit, you turn match the voice with Fluttershy, standing off to the side.
  4177. "Neither was I." You reply, trying to appear more upbeat.
  4178. >"Guess we're both filled with surprises." Fluttershy giggles.
  4179. >You laugh a bit alongside her.
  4180. "Yeah, I guess so."
  4181. "I came here early to deal with my mind. I've been feeling kind of anxious recently." You explain.
  4182. >"I'm sorry to hear that, Anon."
  4183. >You stand up to look her in the eyes.
  4184. "Fluttershy, there's something I need to tell you."
  4185. >She becomes slightly concerned.
  4186. >"What is it?"
  4187. >You feel your chest tighten.
  4188. "You have to promise me you won't tell anyone."
  4189. >You've come too far to back out now.
  4190. >"I won't."
  4191. "I NEED you to promise me you will not tell anyone else." You insist.
  4192. >"...Alright, I promise." Fluttershy responded after a moment.
  4193. >Here goes nothing.
  4194. "I'm dating the Principal."
  4195. >As if a bomb was dropped, a deafening silence was shared between you and Fluttershy.
  4196. >Fluttershy has a mixture of looks on her face, but it's mostly confusion.
  4197. >"...What?"
  4198. >You take another breath before responding.
  4199. "...I'm in a romantic relationship with Principal Celestia."
  4200. >More silence.
  4201. >Fluttershy sits down on the bench.
  4202. >"...Really?"
  4203. "Really."
  4204. >This is the worst silence you have ever endured.
  4205. >A million thoughts race through your mind.
  4206. >Was this a mistake?
  4207. >What's she thinking right now?
  4208.  
  4209. >Fluttershy doesn't look hurt.
  4210. >She looks really confused.
  4211. >"...Is this a prank or something?"
  4212. "Fluttershy, I swear to you that I've never been more serious about anything in my life." You state, turning towards her.
  4213. "I would never lie to you. That's why I came here today. You deserve to know."
  4214. >She's silent again.
  4215. >"...Have you kissed her?"
  4216. >You nod.
  4217. >"...Have you two..?"
  4218. >You nod again.
  4219. >She thinks again for a moment.
  4220. >"...Is that why you don't want to go to prom?"
  4221. "...Yeah."
  4222. >"To be honest, I knew you didn't want to go on the double date. You looked so uncomfortable when Rarity brought that up and I know you only wanted to be nice." Fluttershy elaborated.
  4223. >You nod along.
  4224. "I'm really sorry for leading you on, Fluttershy." You say to her.
  4225. >"Don't worry Anon, I understand."
  4226. >A pang of shame hits you.
  4227. "...Are you upset at me?"
  4228. >She shakes her head in response.
  4229. >"No, I wanted to come here with you today because I wanted to help you open up about what's bothering you. Twilight knows it's not healthy to bottle up your problems inside."
  4230. "...Are you sure?"
  4231. >"Anon, I promise I'm not mad at you." Fluttershy insists.
  4232. >You exhale a deep breath that's been building inside you.
  4233. >The clouds above your head finally parted.
  4234. >It's as if there's a halo above your head.
  4235. >"Was it because of the Principal's Assistant stuff?"
  4236. >You nod in response.
  4237. >"...What's Principal Celestia like?"
  4238. >"When you're...with her?"
  4239. >You pause for a moment.
  4240. "She's really fun to be with. She grew attracted to me because her job takes up so much of her free time that she doesn't really have many friends."
  4241. "It's really nice to be with her. She's so stressed and tired because of her work, and I help her relax and let down her guard."
  4242. "She's kind and funny and caring and... beautiful."
  4243. >Your tone takes on a more dreamy nature.
  4244. >Fluttershy's smiling at your description.
  4245. >"Awww, that's so sweet!"
  4246. >You feel your cheeks flush again.
  4247. "Thanks, Flutters."
  4248. >She looks over the horizon once more.
  4249.  
  4250. >"Do you...really like Celestia?"
  4251. >You close your eyes and smile.
  4252. "I do. More than anything."
  4253. >She turns back to you.
  4254. >"I'm happy for you, Anon. I really am." Fluttershy beamed.
  4255. >"You've been such a good friend and you deserve someone that makes you truly happy."
  4256. >You smile as wide as the horizon before you.
  4257. >It's truly liberating.
  4258. >Your chest feels more open than before.
  4259. >Fluttershy could sense your happiness, and wraps you in a warm hug.
  4260. >You gratefully return the hug, enjoying the closeness you're sharing with your friend.
  4261. >You two stand there for a while, enjoying the moment.
  4262. >There might be some people looking, but that doesn't matter.
  4263. >"I'll try to convince Pinkie to stop pushing you to come to prom." Fluttershy reassured.
  4264. >You nod into the hug.
  4265. >"And don't worry, your secret's safe with me."
  4266. "Thank you, Fluttershy."
  4267. >You can feel her smile into your chest.
  4268. >She separates from you shortly after, looking you in the eyes.
  4269. "So what do you do here?" You ask.
  4270. >"I like to take a quiet stroll by the pond, to see all the critters so peaceful!" She beamed.
  4271. >For the next hour and a half, you two do just that.
  4272. >It's a nice change of pace, doing something other than staying at home or doing something more...
  4273. >...strenuous.
  4274. >Idle conversation was shared, mainly centering around life stories.
  4275. >Fluttershy explained about how she met Rainbow and the other girls, how she got into helping animals and how classes are going.
  4276. >You talked about how you became friends with Norman, and included your plans with him to get him together with Rarity.
  4277. >She giggled at the story, and praised you for being such a good friend.
  4278. >Sooner than you thought, the sun was once again beginning to set, and your clock reads 4:49.
  4279. "Well, I should be getting home." You reluctantly admit.
  4280. >"So should I." Fluttershy agrees.
  4281. "See you Monday!" You said to her.
  4282. >"See you then!" Fluttershy replied, waving softly as you strolled home.
  4283.  
  4284. >While walking home, you notice you're not as hungry as you thought you'd be.
  4285. >Maybe that's the time you spent with Fluttershy at work.
  4286. >You're not worried about missing prom.
  4287. >After all, you're gonna make sure to keep in contact with your friends afterwards.
  4288. >It's easier than ever before in human history to keep in contact with someone.
  4289. >A text from Norman comes through your phone.
  4290. >"Dude, are you SURE you're not gonna go to prom?"
  4291. >You roll your eyes.
  4292. "Yeah man, I'm sure." You text back.
  4293. >"Did it not work out between you and Fluttershy?"
  4294. "No, it's not that."
  4295. >"If you asked out Pinkie she'd probably say yes." Norman suggested.
  4296. "She's just a friend to me" You insist.
  4297. "Why is prom such a big deal to everyone? We're not gonna stop talking to each other afterwards."
  4298. >"I'm just trying to be a good friend, dude."
  4299. >"I can't thank you enough for hooking me up with Rarity. All I wanna do is return the favor."
  4300. "Maybe someday I'll think of some way you can repay me."
  4301. >A moment passes.
  4302. >"Fine, I won't bug you about it anymore, but don't come complaining to me later."
  4303. "I promise I won't" You reaffirm.
  4304. >You put some music on to accompany you as you walk home.
  4305. >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ldMViCzHhEo
  4306. >For the first time in what feels like ages, you feel at peace.
  4307. >Everything's going right.
  4308. >You manage to get home before dark once more, not that your parents would have minded you staying out a bit longer.
  4309. "Hey, this upcoming Saturday I'm gonna be going bowling with friends." You announce to your dad.
  4310. >He's in his usual spot in the living room, watching a hockey match between the Furo City Spartans and the Los Angeles Kings.
  4311. >He turns, looking confused.
  4312. >"Isn't that prom night?"
  4313. "Yeah, but-"
  4314. >"You're gonna ditch prom?"
  4315. "...Yep."
  4316. >He just shrugs, returning his attention to the game.
  4317. >"Alright then, it's your life to live."
  4318. >Thank God.
  4319. >Celestia still hasn't texted back, but if that's the price to pay to ensure you get to go on a picnic with her, you'll happily accept.
  4320.  
  4321. >Flash forward once more: Friday.
  4322. >Specifically: the last day before prom.
  4323. >The buzz is palpable around Canterlot High.
  4324. >In between classes, you can see desperate guys try to find a date at the last possible minute.
  4325. >Currently, you're sitting at lunch amongst your friends.
  4326. >Today, Flash Sentry is sitting next to Twilight, being overall friendly to everyone at the table.
  4327. >Including you, despite the inner resentment you used to hold towards him.
  4328. >Rarity is, of course, right next to Norman.
  4329. >You're seated between Pinkie and Fluttershy as per norm.
  4330. >"I respect that, Anon. Prom's overrated anyway." Rainbow declared.
  4331. "Then how come you're going anyway?" You ask with a smirk.
  4332. >"Because I wanna spend time with friends!" She insists.
  4333. >Applejack nods in agreement.
  4334. >"Say, what happened between you and Fluttershy last Saturday?" Rainbow asked, making a slight look of worry appear on Fluttershy's face.
  4335. >"I asked her a few days ago and she got all vague and tried avoiding the question."
  4336. >You pause for a moment, meeting Rainbow's gaze.
  4337. "Nothing, really. We just met up, talked a bit, and walked through the park."
  4338. >"And y'all DIDN'T get hitched?" Applejack asked, getting involved.
  4339. "No, we figured we're better off as friends."
  4340. >Rainbow peers at you.
  4341. >"Really?"
  4342. >You nod.
  4343. >Pinkie turns to Fluttershy.
  4344. >"Is that REALLY all that happened?" Pinkie asks.
  4345. >Fluttershy looks so nervous.
  4346. >"Y-Yeah, nothing else happened." Fluttershy responded.
  4347. >"Girls, leave them be. It's really none of your business." Twilight interjected, coming to your aid.
  4348. >"Ugh, fine." Rainbow responds, slouching back.
  4349. >Rarity and Norman are too involved in each other to take part in the conversation.
  4350. >Fluttershy sneaks a thumbs-up at you.
  4351. >The bell rings, and the lunch room quickly empties.
  4352. >You make for the exit, but you're stopped by Flash Sentry.
  4353.  
  4354. >"How've you been holding up?" He asks you.
  4355. "...Fine?" You respond, unsure where this is going.
  4356. >"That's good." He promptly responded.
  4357. >"Hey, you're the Principal's Assistant, right?"
  4358. >What's this about?
  4359. >Surely he can't know about you and Celestia...
  4360. >...right?
  4361. "Yep, that's me."
  4362. >"How's that been working out for you?"
  4363. >Where's this going?
  4364. "It's...It's been fine."
  4365. >"Would you say you're...close to the Principal?"
  4366. >Don't panic, Anon.
  4367. >He can't know that you're dating Celestia.
  4368. >He can't.
  4369. "...I guess so." You carefully respond.
  4370. >"Do you think you could do me a favor?"
  4371. >What?
  4372. "What do you mean?"
  4373. >He pauses for a moment, looking for the right words.
  4374. >...Maybe he did find out.
  4375. >Celestia was pretty lewd the last time you were "with" her.
  4376. >Don't panic.
  4377. >...Don't look like you're panicking.
  4378. >"Could you, uh..."
  4379. >You pause your breathing.
  4380. >"Could you ask her to round up some of my grades?"
  4381. >You let out a built-up breath and laugh a bit relieve the tension.
  4382. >You were right, he couldn't know.
  4383. >"I mean, it's not like I'm failing, I could just, you know, I could use a higher GPA." Flash hastily defended.
  4384. >Chuckling softly, you nod to him.
  4385. "I'll try, man." You tell him.
  4386. "But I can't promise anything."
  4387. >"That's cool, just try to do what you can." Flash says.
  4388. >"Oh shit, I better get going. Catch you later, dude!" He says over his shoulder while running to class.
  4389. >Checking the clock, you realize you need to get to class too, and run off.
  4390.  
  4391. >Saturday.
  4392. >6:30 PM.
  4393. >Canterlot Overlook.
  4394. >You're ready.
  4395. >You're so ready.
  4396. >You're standing by the entrance path through the woods.
  4397. >In the distance, you can faintly see Canterlot High all decorated for prom.
  4398. >Celestia assured you yesterday that Luna was going to oversee the dance.
  4399. >She must still be getting ready.
  4400. >You look down to the items you brought along with you.
  4401. >A blanket, a basket, some napkins and utensils, and a music player.
  4402. >Despite how much you swore you wouldn't want to attend prom, you'd be lying if you said you weren't feeling a bit left out.
  4403. >You've come so far with not only the girls, but also Flash, only to choose to not accompany them to prom.
  4404. >You'd probably be having a lot of fun with them.
  4405. >No.
  4406. >Get those thoughts out of your head.
  4407. >Celestia's gonna come to the picnic.
  4408. >And you're gonna have a great time with her.
  4409. >...You've just gotta wait a little longer.
  4410. >You puff up your chest and steel your nerve.
  4411. >...Time to check the clock again.
  4412. >6:37.
  4413. >Shit.
  4414. >Waiting sucks.
  4415. >...
  4416. >...She WAS going to come.
  4417. >She didn't tell you she wasn't going to come.
  4418. >...Maybe something came up at the last moment?
  4419. >Nah, she would have told you.
  4420. >Your phone buzzes.
  4421. >You quickly whip out your phone to see who messaged you.
  4422. >It's Celestia.
  4423. >Okay, this can be either good or bad.
  4424. >Bracing yourself, you open the message.
  4425. >"OMW! Go on up to the overlook, I'll meet u there :)"
  4426. >Thank goodness.
  4427. >You never had any doubt.
  4428. >A new message quickly comes through.
  4429. >"Leave the basket by the sign!"
  4430. >That makes sense.
  4431. >Looking to your left, you see the large sign indicating the path to the overlook.
  4432. >You carefully place the basket behind the sign and head on up the path.
  4433.  
  4434. >The path is kinda hard to navigate.
  4435. >People must not come up here that much.
  4436. >The overgrown vegetation combined with the fading sunlight makes this a much more arduous trek than it would normally be.
  4437. >You're being extra careful while walking, making sure not to dirty your nice clothes.
  4438. >You're wearing the same clothes you wore during your first meeting with Celestia.
  4439. >She'd like that.
  4440. >...At least your friends at prom don't have to worry about getting mud on their outfits.
  4441. >No, snap out of it.
  4442. >After ten minutes of fighting through vines and bushes, you finally come to a clearing.
  4443. >It's very picturesque, a nice grass clearing bordered by tall trees overlooking the town of Canterlot.
  4444. >Thankfully you're high-up enough that no one without binoculars could spot you from the bottom.
  4445. >There's an old fence protecting the less fortunate townsfolk from falling down the steep hill.
  4446. >The sun's still in the sky, but descending past the horizon the more time went by.
  4447. >You carefully sit down on the laid-out blanket and gaze over the town of Canterlot.
  4448. >It all looks so small from up here.
  4449. >Canterlot High, Sugarcube Corner, the houses.
  4450. >You can even see Sweet Apple Acres a bit in the distance.
  4451. >It's a small town, and it has its charm.
  4452. >But there's a whole world out there.
  4453. >You can count on one hand how many times you've left Canterlot.
  4454. >You want to get out of here.
  4455. >Live a little.
  4456. >Maybe that's why you want to graduate so much.
  4457. >There are so many countries you want to visit.
  4458. >Germany, Japan, Egypt, Alcazar, Russia and more.
  4459. >Maybe someday.
  4460. >"Good afternoon, Anon!" says a voice you've come to love.
  4461. >You turn to greet Celestia, and your jaw almost drops at what you see.
  4462. >She's wearing a simple tank top, a skirt that almost reaches her knees, and knee-high socks with sneakers.
  4463. >Celestia's holding your basket, now filled with various food items.
  4464. >She looks so relaxed and nice.
  4465. >"...Happy to see me?"
  4466. >You just realize you're staring.
  4467. "Yeah I am!" You eagerly respond.
  4468.  
  4469. >She giggles at your response, and gently places the basket on the blanket.
  4470. "So how was your-"
  4471. >Your attempt to initiate conversation was quickly interrupted by Celestia grabbing your collar and pulling you into another kiss.
  4472. >You're surprised for a moment, but you quickly sink in and return the kiss.
  4473. >She's wearing strawberry-flavored lipstick.
  4474. >Her kiss conveys a deep sense of longing as she holds your face in her hands.
  4475. >She's missed this.
  4476. >She's wanted this.
  4477. >You gently hold her hips as you slowly kiss her deeper.
  4478. >A moment later, Celestia parts from you.
  4479. >"I've really missed you, Anon."
  4480. >There's a slight look of vulnerability on her face.
  4481. "I missed you too, Celly."
  4482. >She smiles gently.
  4483. >"I'll not keep you waiting much more, so here's what I brought."
  4484. >She sits down opposite you, opening the basket.
  4485. >Celestia pulls out two BLT sandwiches, a small plate of garlic bread, two corn on the cob, two small bowls of salad, some water bottles...
  4486. >...along with a bottle of wine and two glasses.
  4487. "Hey, didn't you-"
  4488. >"Oh, hush. It's one glass and you're with an adult. You'll be fine." Celestia smirked, waving off the concern.
  4489. >Yeah, she's right.
  4490. >You get settled on the grass more comfortably, taking a sandwich from the basket.
  4491. >Celestia starts with the salad, carefully sitting down to avoid having her skirt open.
  4492. >Biting into the sandwich, you're delighted by how delicious it is.
  4493. >Every portion of it has been prepared to near perfection.
  4494. >"So what do you think?" Celestia asks, waiting until after you've swallowed the bite.
  4495. "It's great!" You eagerly remark.
  4496. >Celestia beams with pride at your praise.
  4497. "I wish I could have helped you cook all this. It seems like a lot of work."
  4498. >"Anon, as your Principal, I'm ordering you to stop trying to be helpful and let me do my work in peace." She fake-scolds with a grin.
  4499. >You over-dramatically roll your eyes at her, eliciting a giggle from her.
  4500.  
  4501. "You know, you won't be able to boss me around forever. Only a few more weeks and I'm free from high school." You tease her.
  4502. >Having finished her salad, Celestia moves on to the corn.
  4503. >"Oh, I know. Sad as it is, I'm trying to enjoy this time while I still have it."
  4504. "You know, you could have abused your power further and given me detention to spend more time with me."
  4505. >You're still working on the surprisingly filling sandwich.
  4506. >"Two problems with that. One: regularly getting sent to detention won't look good on your permanent record. Two: Luna's in charge of detention and she's not as fond of you as I am." She giggled.
  4507. >You notice her skirt's riding up a bit.
  4508. >You pretend to not notice and take a slice of garlic bread.
  4509. >There's a slight crunch to it, but it's still plenty fresh and delectable.
  4510. >You look over to Celestia to admire her beauty some more.
  4511. >It's not the first time you've seen her away from work, but with the simple attire, she looks so youthful.
  4512. >You can only imagine what she looked like in high school.
  4513. >Celestia notices you're staring and grins at you.
  4514. >Your cheeks flush and try to focus your attention back to the garlic bread.
  4515. >You can't help but glance back up to her, and she notices.
  4516. >Celestia stretches her arms behind her head, emphasizing her supple breasts.
  4517. >"You're wonderful, Anon." She sighs dreamily.
  4518. >You finish your garlic bread before responding.
  4519. "I am?"
  4520. >"Indeed. When I'm with you, I feel so young and free. You make me feel like a silly girl again." She replied, swaying her hips slightly.
  4521. >You take a fork and get to work on the salad.
  4522. >"I do feel guilty for stealing you for myself at times. Your commitment to me must have meant you had an army of girls wanting you as their prom date you were beating off with a stick." She teased.
  4523. >You should probably get some ice to cool off your burning cheeks.
  4524. "Actually, not-not really." You sheepishly admit.
  4525. >Celestia over-emphasizes a gasp of shock.
  4526. >"What!? That just can't be!"
  4527.  
  4528. >You only chuckle in response.
  4529. >"Why, if those girls saw you the way I do, they'd be kicking down your door to ask you out!"
  4530. >"Surely your locker would be overflowing with love letters!"
  4531. >You shake your head while grinning.
  4532. "It's a good thing they don't see me like you do. I can barely handle one horny Principal in my life." You tease back.
  4533. >"Oh, spare me. You're not so innocent yourself. boy!" Celestia shoots back in between giggles.
  4534. "You won't be able to call me 'boy' forever, you know."
  4535. >"You can't stop me from calling you whatever I want, BOY!" She teases you further.
  4536. >Once you're finished with your salad, you crawl over to her.
  4537. >Celestia's face lights up with delight the closer you get to her.
  4538. "I wouldn't, if I were you." You fake-threaten her.
  4539. >She chuckles some more.
  4540. >"Oh, no? What are you gonna do about it?"
  4541. >You lean into her ear.
  4542. "I'll tickle you."
  4543. >She meets your gaze.
  4544. >"You wouldn't."
  4545. >Rather than speaking in response, your hands shoot to Celestia's sides and tickle her.
  4546. >She immediately succumbs to your attack, falling on her back and laughing uncontrollable as you tickle.
  4547. >Her legs kick a bit and her hands try to fight off yours, but to no avail.
  4548. >Her laughter has the notes of an angel about them, but lacking the dignity.
  4549. >After a little while of tormenting her so, you think you've made your point and pull away.
  4550. >She takes a moment to collect herself and leans up to address you.
  4551. >"You're awful, Anon." She says with a grin.
  4552. "Yeah, maybe. But you love me for it~" You tease back.
  4553. >You notice her legs are open as she lies on the grass, fully presenting her baby blue panties that cover her most sensitive region.
  4554. >Celestia notices you're staring again.
  4555. >"See anything you like~?" She asks with a wink.
  4556. "Uh, yeah, I think so." You awkwardly reply.
  4557. >Celestia giggles some more, getting up to retrieve the bottle and two glasses.
  4558. >"Have you ever had a grown-up drink before?"
  4559. >You shake your head.
  4560.  
  4561. >Celestia nods knowingly as she gingerly fills up your glass two-thirds full.
  4562. >"That would make you more responsible than a good amount of students at Canterlot." She remarks.
  4563. "Oh really?"
  4564. >"You wouldn't believe how frequently I hear of students drinking alcohol in their off hours. But since it's not at school, I can't really do anything about it."
  4565. "What a shame. I'm sure Luna would love to properly discipline them."
  4566. >Celestia sighs with a smile on her face, her glass filled as well.
  4567. >"She may be a little rough around the edges, but Luna's still nice if you catch her in the right mood."
  4568. "She isn't that mood very often at school, is she?"
  4569. >She shakes her head.
  4570. >"Not really. I imagine it isn't fun to have to deal with rulebreakers and troublemakers day in, day out."
  4571. >That's a good point.
  4572. "Well, I think I know a few ways to lift her spirits." You suggest.
  4573. >Celestia playfully throws a plastic fork at you.
  4574. >"Not on my watch! You're mine and mine alone!" She declares.
  4575. >You two share a hearty laugh, and you make sure to not spill any of the drink.
  4576. >"Well, why don't you take a sip?"
  4577. >You look at the glass with slight apprehension.
  4578. >Not really knowing what to expect, you raise the glass to your lips, but Celestia quickly stop you.
  4579. >"Wait! We need to toast to something!"
  4580. >You nod along.
  4581. "How about...to a long lasting and happy relationship?" You suggest.
  4582. >"Sounds good!" She beams, clinking your glass against hers.
  4583. >Celestia delicately drinks the wine, while you approach with a bit more hesitation.
  4584. >You bring the glass to your lips and carefully sip a small portion of it.
  4585. >It's...
  4586. >...Strange.
  4587. >It tastes faintly of grapes, but there's a certain...sourness?
  4588. >Celestia chuckles to herself, entertained by your facial expressions.
  4589. >"Everyone's first drink is a little rough going down." She explains.
  4590. >Trying to remain dignified, you force yourself to finish the glass of red liquid.
  4591. >The more you drink, the woozy you feel.
  4592. >That must be the alcohol at work.
  4593.  
  4594. >"Are you feeling alright?" Celestia asks.
  4595. >You nod after another sip.
  4596. "It's nothing I can't handle." You reassure.
  4597. >Celestia's glass is already empty.
  4598. >A little while of careful sips later and you're left with a small amount of wine.
  4599. "I think I'm gonna set this aside for later." You say, carefully sitting the glass against the basket so it won't fall over.
  4600. >"That's probably a good idea." Celestia giggles.
  4601. >You notice the skyline once more.
  4602. >As the sun sets below the horizon, the sky is colored in a wide, beautiful variety of colors from orange to purple to blue.
  4603. >Canterlot High is more visible now, the lights and decorations for prom standing out much more in the dwindling town lights.
  4604. >Celestia sits down right next to you and rests her head on your shoulder, staring out across town.
  4605. >"I never tire of this view." She dreamily sighs.
  4606. >You lean into her in return.
  4607. >"I've come up here for camping and picnics ever since I was a girl."
  4608. >"This has always been a special place for me."
  4609. >She grabs your hand and looks over to you.
  4610. >"This is a place where special things happen."
  4611. >Celestia smiles at you.
  4612. >You smile at her.
  4613. >She leans in, closes her eyes and purses her lips.
  4614. >You close your eyes, lean in and kiss her.
  4615. >As your lips meet hers, Celestia sighs happily.
  4616. >You maneuver your body to face her, and you can hear her do the same.
  4617. >You gently hold her hips as she rests her hands on your shoulders.
  4618. >The taste of strawberry is still present on her lips.
  4619. >The kiss is almost dreamlike.
  4620. >It's not intense or fiery.
  4621. >It's slow and loving.
  4622. >Like a first kiss between two awkward teenagers.
  4623. >Celestia leans into you further, and you can feel her smile.
  4624. >You wrap your arms around her waist to bring her closer.
  4625. >Celestia is straddling you now, but pulls away from the kiss.
  4626. >"You're really special to me, Anon."
  4627. >You blush again, not yet tiring of her praise.
  4628. "You're amazing, Celly." You softly reply.
  4629. >Celestia smiles and nuzzles her nose against yours.
  4630.  
  4631. >You suddenly get an idea.
  4632. >It's pretty cheesy, but it's worth going for.
  4633. "Hey, Celly-"
  4634. >Nope, never mind.
  4635. >It's too much.
  4636. >She looks slightly confused.
  4637. >"What is it?"
  4638. "Oh, nothing. Don't worry." You reassure.
  4639. >She cocks her eyebrow, unconvinced.
  4640. >"It was nothing?"
  4641. "Yeah, don't worry."
  4642. >She moves your head to meet her eyes.
  4643. >"Anon, what did you want to say?"
  4644. >Looks like you're stuck now.
  4645. >You might as well ask.
  4646. >As soon as you open your mouth, your cheeks redden.
  4647. "Well, since, you know...neither of us went to prom as seniors..."
  4648. >She looks intrigued.
  4649. "Do you...maybe wanna..."
  4650. "...slow dance?"
  4651. >There's a suffocating moment of silence.
  4652. >Celestia can't stop herself from grinning, covering her face as her cheeks take on a deep red.
  4653. >"Anon, that's so sweet." She blushes.
  4654. >Your face quickly matches hers.
  4655. >She wraps her arms around your torso and pulls you into a deep embrace.
  4656. >"I would love to slow dance with you."
  4657. >You spend a moment hugging Celestia, then pull away from the hug.
  4658. >You carefully step away from the blanket, making sure to not knock over the glass of expensive liquid.
  4659. >Celestia holds her hands out for you, and you carefully pull the amazon onto her feet.
  4660. >She wastes no time in pulling you into another embrace, smothering you in her being.
  4661. >With the music player out and ready, you connect your phone to it and choose a very specific song.
  4662. >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d22CiKMPpaY
  4663.  
  4664. >Celestia grinned at the song, looking you in the eyes.
  4665. >"Aren't you romantic?" She teased.
  4666. "I knew you'd like it."
  4667. >Silence grew between you two, filled by the song.
  4668. >You gently place your hand at her side, and she rests her arm on your matching side.
  4669. >You grab her free hand and hold it out at a slight distance.
  4670. >It was kinda awkward to get going, not helped by the size difference between you two.
  4671. >But soon enough, you got into a nice rhythm with Celestia, swaying gently in time with the song.
  4672. >Celestia closed her eyes as a gentle smile rested on her face.
  4673. >You were being extra-careful to not accidentally step on her shoes.
  4674. >The song's lyrics felt more poignant while slow dancing with your Principal.
  4675. >No matter what you go through or what obstacles lie in the way.
  4676. >Love prevails.
  4677. >You feel like your heart is about to burst.
  4678. >You don't think you've felt this happy before in your life.
  4679. >Celestia feels at peace in your arms.
  4680. >More vulnerable, but also more open.
  4681. >More loving.
  4682. >So far away from prying eyes.
  4683. >You never wanted the song to end.
  4684. >You never wanted this night to end.
  4685. >You don't care about prom.
  4686. >You don't care about graduation, or college, or any of that.
  4687. >You only care about Celestia.
  4688. >Here and now.
  4689. >As the song sadly ends, she pulls away slightly to meet your gaze.
  4690. >Her eyes are once more filled with love.
  4691. >"Anon, that was wonderful." She sighs happily.
  4692. >Her hands find their way to your cheeks.
  4693. >"If only we could have shared this when I was younger."
  4694. >Your hands move to her shoulders.
  4695. "This is all that matters to me. Here and now."
  4696. >Celestia smiles as wide as the sun.
  4697. >She tears up slightly.
  4698. >You take the initiative to pull her into another kiss.
  4699. >Celestia gratefully returns the kiss, breathing gently as you embrace her.
  4700. >You move in tandem with her, opening your mouths for air in perfect synchronization.
  4701. >You almost feel sorry for your classmates.
  4702. >They're not getting any of this at prom.
  4703. >This is perfect.
  4704. >Celestia is perfect.
  4705.  
  4706. >Even after the music faded, you and Celestia continued to hold each other.
  4707. >Neither of you minded the silence.
  4708. >All you needed was each other.
  4709. >The sky darkened, the lights from Canterlot High standing out all the more.
  4710. >After this moment, you two slowly sank to the ground, sitting on the grass while still in each other's embrace.
  4711. >You shared a gaze of longing with Celestia, and without needing a word to be said, you two went back into kissing.
  4712. >Celestia's feeling more adventurous, gently prodding your mouth with her tongue.
  4713. >You decide to grant her access, intertwining your tongue with hers as the kiss intensified.
  4714. >Celestia gasped slightly the more your hands explored her body, her chest heaving more frequently.
  4715. >Your hands sneaked under her shirt, causing her to shiver at your touch.
  4716. >You're getting better at handling her, so you maneuver your hands more deliberately across her torso.
  4717. >Celestia parted from the kiss only slightly to nibble on your bottom lip teasingly.
  4718. >Your hands venture further up her body to gently tease her nipples through her bra.
  4719. >You could sense that she was wearing a more risque, frilly bra.
  4720. >Most likely matching the blue color of her panties.
  4721. >Celestia raised her arms to allow you to more easily remove her shirt.
  4722. >With little effort, you lift her tank top over her head and toss it off to the side.
  4723. >Celestia's hands shot under your shirt and she took much less time in removing it.
  4724. "Careful with that, that's the nicest shirt I own." You remind her.
  4725. >"No promises~" Celestia whispers, climbing on top of you and capturing you in another kiss.
  4726. >Her legs straddled your hips, her hands gripping your face as her tongue got more vicious in the battle against your tongue.
  4727. >You weren't going to be taken like this, so you use your manly strength to flip Celestia on her back, with you on top of her.
  4728.  
  4729. >Celestia chuckled slightly at the turn of events, but was nonetheless aroused.
  4730. >She moved her legs to rest on your shoulders, fully presenting the union of her legs under her skirt, covered by a thin layer of damp cotton.
  4731. >Her chest heaved more as she looked you up and down hungrily.
  4732. >"You haven't graduated yet, so you're still my student, and I'm still your Principal." Celestia reminded you.
  4733. "Sounds about right." You manage to stammer out.
  4734. >She sits up slightly.
  4735. >"So as your Principal, I'm assigning you a very special task." She teased further.
  4736. >You cock an eyebrow in intrigue.
  4737. >"There's three parts to this special task."
  4738. >"First, strip naked."
  4739. >Her tone quickly shifted to be more dominant, despite her current situation.
  4740. >You hastily tear off your shoes, socks, pants, and with slight hesitation, your boxers.
  4741. >Celestia had a look of approval painted on her face, scanning your body thoroughly.
  4742. >Your manhood was at full mast at this point.
  4743. >You flush slightly at being under such scrutiny.
  4744. >"What a good boy~"
  4745. "What next, Principal Celestia?" You ask.
  4746. >"Be a good assistant and strip me naked." She instructed.
  4747. >You try to be more graceful in how you strip her, planting gentle kisses on her shoulders as you liberate her bountiful chest from its fabric containment.
  4748. >Celestia's breasts were as glorious as ever, her nipples fully erect.
  4749. >You could just make out a slight pink on Celestia's face.
  4750. >You fondle Celestia's nipples slightly before she speaks up again.
  4751. >"I believe your task isn't done quite yet, Anon."
  4752. >Right, don't get distracted.
  4753. >Your hands slide down her body, finally reaching the waist of her skirt.
  4754. >The skirt was easily removed, and similarly tossed over your shoulder.
  4755. >Last, Celestia's panties.
  4756. >You could tell they're the same she wore when she split her pants at Camp Everfree last year.
  4757. "Don't you have a sense of occasion~?" You tease her.
  4758. >"Oh, hush you. Don't keep your Principal waiting." Celestia was quick to respond.
  4759.  
  4760. >Your fingers briefly tease the skin just beneath her panties, making Celestia squirm a bit.
  4761. >"Th-That's not what you're supposed to be doing!" She said, trying to remain dignified.
  4762. "Ohhhh, alright." You respond, drumming up your disappointment for added effect.
  4763. >You gently grasp the waistband and lower it down her legs.
  4764. >There was some resistance in this, the moistness of her nether regions making her panties stick slightly.
  4765. >But soon enough, Celestia was liberated of her underwear, and was as nude as you.
  4766. >Celestia looked truly divine in her current state.
  4767. >Laying out on the grass fully nude, her long, flowing hair appearing as a multicolored river down her body.
  4768. >Your eyes attempt to take in all of her.
  4769. >From her face, to her breasts, to her hips to her legs.
  4770. >She sighed happily, leaning back into the grass.
  4771. >You don't know any words that properly describe how beautiful Celestia looks.
  4772. >Celestia knows how immensely you're attracted to her, and beckons you forward with a single finger and half-lidded eyes.
  4773. >You crawl over to her, only an inch away from her.
  4774. >"There's one last task for you, dearest."
  4775. "What is it?"
  4776. >"This is a special place for me, I'll remind you."
  4777. >"This is a place where special things happen."
  4778. >She gently holds your face and steals a soft kiss.
  4779. >"Take me."
  4780. >This is it.
  4781. >Game time.
  4782. >Celestia leaned away, spreading her legs for you.
  4783. >She dragged her index finger across her aroused womanhood without breaking eye contact with you.
  4784. >"Come on in, lover boy. The water's fine~"
  4785. "A-Anything for you, Princess." You try to tease back.
  4786. >Celestia only smiled, tilting her head back in preparation.
  4787. >You awkwardly adjust your body to be positioned between her legs, your length pointed directly at her entrance.
  4788. >You summon your courage once more and grasp her thighs.
  4789. >Drawing closer, you gently prod your cock against the entrance of her pussy.
  4790. >Celestia gasps suddenly, clearly highly anticipating the main event.
  4791.  
  4792. >Trying to deduce what to do, you gently massage her entrance with your fingers to ease the tension.
  4793. >Celestia squirms under your touch, biting her lip as her cheeks flush even darker red.
  4794. >"Pl-please stop teasing me and love me!" She almost screams.
  4795. >Right, now or never.
  4796. >You grip her toned stomach, eye her trimmed hair once more, and while looking right into Celestia's deep eyes, you slide your manhood inside her.
  4797. >Celestia threw her head back and screamed in pleasure.
  4798. >The warmth you feel on your cock is nothing sure of pure pleasure.
  4799. >You don't think you can ever go back to jerking it yourself.
  4800. >Celestia's body was heaving up and down, moaning pleasurably as she got more used to your presence.
  4801. >Her breasts looked as lovely as ever, despite Celestia's diminishing dignity.
  4802. >Not that she seemed to mind.
  4803. >You carefully withdrew slightly and thrust back into her, with a bit more intensity.
  4804. >Celestia's legs quickly locked around your torso, preventing your escape.
  4805. >Not that you'd want to.
  4806. >You soon got into a rhythm with Celestia, thrusting in and out harder and harder in synchronization with her gasps of pleasure.
  4807. >You lean forward and drag your tongue from her lower torso to her fine chest, making her squirm further.
  4808. "You're amazing, Celly." You gasp out.
  4809. >You can make out another smile growing on your Principal's face at your praise.
  4810. >"Oh, am I?"
  4811. >You nod, gently suckling on her nipple as you continue thrusting in and out.
  4812. >"You're too much for me, Anon~"
  4813. >It's coming.
  4814. >You can feel it.
  4815. >You move further up her body, meeting her eyes.
  4816. >Celestia's angelic moans grew louder the more you went.
  4817. >The sky grew to be replaced by the stars of night, a cool breeze accompanying you and Celestia in your passionate state.
  4818. >Out of the corner of your eye, you could still see the town of Canterlot.
  4819. >No one could see you two.
  4820. >Here you weren't Principal and student.
  4821. >Here you were a man and a woman.
  4822. >In their most primal forms, overcome by their most primal emotion.
  4823.  
  4824. >It's definitely coming now.
  4825. >Your eyes lock with Celestia's.
  4826. >She's in almost in a dreamlike state.
  4827. "Celly, I'm gonna-"
  4828. >She places a hand over your mouth.
  4829. >"I...hah...want you...inside me." Celestia panted out, her voice dripping with lewdness.
  4830. >Your eyes are locked onto hers.
  4831. >Your hands run all over Celestia's pristine body, as she hungrily explores your body with hers.
  4832. >Celestia's breathing grew faster, and faster, until Celestia threw back her head and the loudest, most passionate scream you've ever heard escaped Celestia's plump lips.
  4833. >Her pussy tightens around your manhood and you feel a warm liquid drip out of her entrance.
  4834. >Did you make Celestia climax?
  4835. >Fuck yeah you did.
  4836. >Celestia's lying flat on her back and panting desperately, trying to keep her eyes locked onto yours.
  4837. >"Anon...please..." was all she could say.
  4838. >The pressure inside you kept building higher and higher, until it burst.
  4839. >You're gripping her breasts with all your might as your length shoots out burst after burst of your white fluid, right into Celestia.
  4840. >You suddenly grew much more tired and weak, moaning softly as your body finally relaxes in response to all the dopamine released.
  4841. >Your cock slides out of Celestia's front entrance and you almost collapse right onto her.
  4842. >Celestia happily takes you into her arms, playing with your hair slightly as she looks you over with a love-filled gaze.
  4843. >The grass felt strange on your nude form, having never done anything like this before.
  4844. >You wrap your arms around Celestia's lovely torso, stealing a quick kiss from her.
  4845. >Celestia smiles at your affection.
  4846. >"Thank you for sharing this wonderful experience with me, Anon." She sighed.
  4847. >You smiled warmly back.
  4848. "Thank you for being so heavenly, Princess Celestia."
  4849. >She giggled girlishly at her pet name.
  4850. >The rest you can remember of that night is you and Celestia, in each other's warm and loving embrace, sharing kisses short and long on the grass overlooking Canterlot.
  4851.  
  4852. >Flash forward once more.
  4853. >This time, to a very special day.
  4854. >Graduation day.
  4855. >You're sitting in a folding chair while decked out in the classic robe and graduation cap.
  4856. >The soccer field feels so much bigger now.
  4857. >And hotter.
  4858. >What with all the seniors packed together like sardines with light acne.
  4859. >It took weeks of practice to get to today.
  4860. >Pretty repetitive practice, mind.
  4861. >Getting up, sitting down, walking in a straight line.
  4862. >Stuff you mastered in elementary school.
  4863. >All the parents and family are seated behind the students, in their own section.
  4864. >As expected, Twilight was the valedictorian, graced with the privilege of giving a commencement speech.
  4865. >Fortunately she didn't make any High School Musical jokes.
  4866. >You're sure her speech is well written and delivered, but your mind is elsewhere.
  4867. >Specifically, Principal Celestia.
  4868. >Yeah, that's not really new.
  4869. >But this time it's different.
  4870. >Only one more day.
  4871. >Only a few more hours.
  4872. >And you're free.
  4873. >You won't be a student of hers anymore.
  4874. >Your life is up to you.
  4875. >She looks especially nice today, too.
  4876. >The robes make her look much more lovely and elegant when compared to her normal attire.
  4877. >Luna looks nice too.
  4878. >Oh shoot, everyone's clapping now.
  4879. >You quickly snap back to reality and clap along with everyone else.
  4880. >Twilight bows respectfully and walks off stage back to her seat.
  4881. >Maybe you should have paid more attention to her speech.
  4882. >Oh well.
  4883. >Celestia steps back to the podium and once again congratulates everyone for accomplishing the curriculum set before them.
  4884. >This in turn signals the first row to stand up and very orderly march up the stage to receive their diploma.
  4885. >You're a good few rows back, so you've got a moment to yourself before it's your turn.
  4886. >It's not really nerve-wracking, all that practice really ironed out any fear of messing up.
  4887. >You look over to Norman, who looks much more nervous than you.
  4888. >You also notice he's subtly holding hands with Rarity, who doesn't share his timid state.
  4889.  
  4890. >Chatter was kept to a minimum while everyone went up to receive their diploma.
  4891. >Vice Principal Luna was especially strict on the "No cheering when one's name is announced" aspect.
  4892. >Which is good, because otherwise you likely wouldn't have been able to hear your name be called.
  4893. >Sooner than expected, your row was signaled to go.
  4894. >Marching in time with those before you, you calmly and confidently made your way up the stage and towards the podium.
  4895. >Out of the corner of your eye, you could just make out your parents beaming from the audience section.
  4896. >You get caught up a little in the moment, and a smile grows across your face.
  4897. >After seemingly endless years of public school, here you are at the end.
  4898. >Your heart starts racing for another reason.
  4899. >You've never been seen with Celestia in front of this many people before.
  4900. >Your eyes dart around, taking note of how many students and various adults are present.
  4901. >Hopefully you don't spill your spaghetti.
  4902. >Celestia announces the names of students with a light authority, indicating her position as Principal while also remaining friendly and approachable.
  4903. >But when she announces your voice, there's a noticeably softness to her voice for a change.
  4904. >Your heart skips a beat at this light change.
  4905. >Did anyone else notice?
  4906. >Hopefully not.
  4907. >Your legs take control and almost mechanically walk towards your lover.
  4908. >As the diploma was handed off to you, Celestia graced you with a warm smile to accompany the mandatory handshake.
  4909. >Her handshake was very gentle and went on for slightly longer than was usual.
  4910. >You really wish you could have did more with her, but all too soon, you walked off stage to retake your seat and wait for the rest of the graduating class to receive their diplomas.
  4911. >You continued to think about Celestia as you were waiting.
  4912. >As the ceremony went on, more and more students felt comfortable whispering to each other, with Vice Principal Luna growing more tired the longer time went on.
  4913.  
  4914. >With the last student receiving their glorified paper from Celestia, the audience behind the students were finally allowed to applaud and cheer the newly graduated as they felt appropriate.
  4915. >It's a good thing they're in a group, so no one feels left out or could tell that no one's cheering for them.
  4916. >The ceremony moved to inside the gymnasium where it was converted to accompany a casual yet supervised graduation party.
  4917. >No doubt Pinkie was involved, as there's no shortage of streamers and balloons.
  4918. >The largest snack table you've ever seen was set up, decorated with all sorts of food.
  4919. >From chips, to cake, to brownies, to M&Ms, to jello cubes, to much more.
  4920. >The table stretched from end to end of the gymnasium.
  4921. >It's honestly pretty intimidating.
  4922. >It'll take a small army to get through all these snacks.
  4923. >What's a group of teenagers if not a small army?
  4924. >The music was handled by another student at Canterlot High.
  4925. >Isn't her name Vinyl Scratch?
  4926. >They must have been able to splurge on all the snacks by hiring only students to organize the party.
  4927. >She was in her little setup, managing the music.
  4928. >Good thing it's her, too.
  4929. >You dread to imagine what kind of music Ms. Cheerilee would think teenagers like.
  4930. >As you pour yourself a cup of fruit punch, you're suddenly trapped in a hug from behind.
  4931. >"We made it!" Squealed Pinkie's voice as you try to maintain balance with the cup in your hand.
  4932. "Yeah, at long last!" You respond, managing to turn around to return the hug.
  4933. >"What're you gonna do first, Nonny?"
  4934. "Drink this, then I'll make it up as I go along." You remark, taking a sip.
  4935. >You almost recoil from the taste, surprised at how strong it tastes.
  4936. >"You're silly, Anon!"
  4937. >"Do you like the punch? I made it myself!" Pinkie beamed.
  4938. "Yeah, I can tell." You respond.
  4939. "It's good!"
  4940. >Pinkie beams with pride.
  4941. >You're soon joined by Applejack, Rainbow and Twilight with Flash.
  4942. >Rainbow looked particularly down, while Applejack and Twilight appear to be at ease.
  4943.  
  4944. >"Why the long face, Dashie?" Pinkie asks.
  4945. >"Oh, just had to say goodbye to my high school glory." Dash admits.
  4946. >"Is that really it?" Applejack chuckled.
  4947. >"You'll still have college and potentially after!" Twilight reminded her.
  4948. >As the four of them talked, Flash pulled you aside.
  4949. >"So...you couldn't sweet-talk the Principal into bringing my grades up?" He asks.
  4950. >You shake your head and reassure yourself he didn't mean 'sweet-talk' literally.
  4951. "Sorry man, at least you graduated!" You reply, lightly punching his shoulder.
  4952. >He chuckles a bit and smiles.
  4953. >"Yeah, true. Any big plans after all the dust settles?"
  4954. "...Not really. I think I'm gonna take life one day at a time." You reply honestly.
  4955. >He nods a bit.
  4956. >"I'm gonna keep going with my music. Maybe I could get a record deal!"
  4957. "Yeah, that's the spirit!"
  4958. >"Well, at least you tried to convince Principal Celestia. I figured you'd be the best person to persuade her. Especially since she seemed really happy to see you." Flash remarked.
  4959. >"Yeah, she was..." Twilight interjected, slight suspicion in her voice.
  4960. "You're not still jealous, are you?" You lightly tease her.
  4961. >"Of course not!" She's quick to respond.
  4962. >"Are you suuuuuuure? You're not still worried Anon is Principal Celestia's new favorite?" Rainbow chimes in, Pinkie giggling behind her.
  4963. >"I am!"
  4964. >"Well, she's right over there, so why don't ya go ask her?" Applejack suggests, pointing over your shoulder.
  4965. >You're immensely shocked to find Celestia near the stage, overseeing the whole ordeal.
  4966. >"We should! Come on, let's go!" Pinkie jumped, dragging you and Twilight over to her, Rainbow and Flash following.
  4967. >You're slightly panicking as you're literally dragged over Celestia to be interrogated by the pink girl.
  4968. >Twilight's in a similar mindset.
  4969. >Try as you may, you can't wrest yourself free from Pinkie's vice grip.
  4970. >"Heyo Principal! We've got a question for you!" Pinkie speaks up, grabbing Celestia's attention.
  4971. >"What is it, Pinkie Pie?" She responds curtly.
  4972.  
  4973. >"Who's your favorite student?" Pinkie asked, slightly surprising Celestia.
  4974. "Yeah, who's your favorite student, Principal Celestia?" You add, grinning.
  4975. >Twilight's looking really flustered, and Rainbow and Flash eagerly await her response.
  4976. >"Well, it certainly wouldn't be fair of me to pick favorites. In my eyes, all of you are equally favored!" Celestia calmly responded.
  4977. >She must get asked this question a lot.
  4978. >"Oh really?" Rainbow asks, raising an eyebrow at you, then Celestia.
  4979. >"Why do you ask?" Celestia asks back, maintaining her composure.
  4980. >"Twily's just SUPER jealous that Nonny's your assistant and getting to be all close and friendly with you!" Pinkie quickly answered.
  4981. >"PINKIE!" Twilight shouted, her face flushing deep red.
  4982. >Rainbow and Flash burst out laughing, and you could see Celestia stifle a slight giggle.
  4983. >"But you're Valedictorian, Twilight. There's no need for you to be jealous of Anon being assigned extra work." Celestia reminded her.
  4984. >"I'm not jealous!" Twilight insists.
  4985. >You and Pinkie giggle some more.
  4986. >"Besides, you're all no longer students at Canterlot High, so it really doesn't matter anymore, does it?" Celestia added.
  4987. >"Yeah, that's right..." Twilight responded, hanging her head out of embarrassment.
  4988. "Trust me, it really wasn't all that glamorous." You say to Twilight.
  4989. >She looks up at you.
  4990. >"Really?"
  4991. "Well, unless sorting mail and paperwork sounds like a field day to you." You chuckle.
  4992. >"Careful Anon, this is Twilight you're talking to. That COULD be her idea of a field day!" Rainbow jokes.
  4993. >"Well, as much as I enjoy our conversations, I should return to overseeing the dance." Celestia said.
  4994. >You migrated back to the snack table with the four you were just with, where you could see Applejack talking to Fluttershy.
  4995. "Oh hey, you're finally here!" You remark.
  4996. >"Yeah, where've you been?" Rainbow asks Fluttershy.
  4997. >"Oh, I had to drop Angel off back home so he wouldn't be trapped in my backpack while I'm here." She explained.
  4998.  
  4999. >As the group talked, you notice Norman and Rarity walk into the auditorium.
  5000. >You hurry over to greet Norman, where you two met with a quick hug.
  5001. >"We officially made it!" Norman cheered.
  5002. "Yeah man!" You added.
  5003. >"The world is our oyster!"
  5004. "Aren't you allergic to seafood?"
  5005. >"It's metaphorical!"
  5006. >"You boys have fun, I'm gonna refresh myself." Rarity said before walking over to the immense snack table.
  5007. >You grin at Norman, putting two and two together.
  5008. "So...how was she?"
  5009. >"Better than prom, dude!" Norman replied with pride.
  5010. >Norman spared no detail in explaining how he and Rarity snuck off and got to third base under the bleachers.
  5011. >"One of the classrooms wasn't locked. We went ALL the way."
  5012. "Niiiiiiice!"
  5013. >"I still owe you, dude. You just name her and I'm sure I can hook you up with any girl you want!" Norman offered.
  5014. "Oh, really?"
  5015. >"Dude, you hooked me up with the girl of my dreams. I owe you my fucking LIFE." Norman insisted.
  5016. >You two smile at each other, then fall into another manly hug.
  5017. "Alright, I'll keep that in mind." You say, smiling.
  5018. >"That's what best friends are for!"
  5019. >You feel your phone vibrate in your pocket.
  5020. >It's from Celestia.
  5021. >"Meet me by the water fountains." Reads the text.
  5022. "Oh shoot, I gotta go get something from my locker." You quickly cover up.
  5023. >He nods, and you set off.
  5024. >Maneuvering your way through the familiar hallways, you find Celestia leaning on the taller water fountain.
  5025. >As she sees you, she quickly moves over to you and captures you in another deep kiss.
  5026. >It was as passionate as it was short, pulling away from you and looking you up and down with a grin.
  5027. >"Happy freedom day, college boy~" She teases.
  5028. >You wrap your arms around her waist and plant another kiss on her lips.
  5029. "Yep, finally free as a bird!" You smirk.
  5030. >You share a moment with Celestia, gazing into each other's eyes lovingly.
  5031. >"So...what are your plans now?"
  5032. >Her mood falls slightly.
  5033. "Hm...I'm honestly still working on it."
  5034.  
  5035. >"I just...I don't want to be in the way of your life." She admits.
  5036. >You squeeze her shoulder reassuringly.
  5037. "Hey, don't worry about that. It's easier than ever to stay in contact with people."
  5038. "Besides, what we have will prevail. I'm sure of it."
  5039. >Celestia smiles gently, rubbing her thumb on your cheek.
  5040. "You know, I bet if I asked Twilight REALLY nicely-"
  5041. >"Anonymous, for your sake, I'm not letting you finish that sentence." Celestia interrupts with a grin.
  5042. >You two share a moment of laughter before meeting each other's gaze once more.
  5043. >"You're wonderful, Anon."
  5044. >You feel your cheeks burn brighter.
  5045. "You're divine, Celestia."
  5046. >She gently rests her head against yours until she realizes something.
  5047. >"Oh, I have a graduation gift for you!"
  5048. >She pulls a thick envelope from her jacket's inner pocket.
  5049. >"Don't open that until you get home!" Celestia instructs you.
  5050. "Of course, Miss Principal!" You tease.
  5051. >She has to get back to chaperoning, so she walks off in the other direction.
  5052. >You turn round the corner to get back to the auditorium, but are met with a fiercely blushing Fluttershy.
  5053. >Oh shit.
  5054. >How much of that did she see?
  5055. >Is she gonna tell anyone?
  5056. >She promised she wouldn't.
  5057. >"...You really are dating Principal Celestia." She finally says.
  5058. "...Yeah."
  5059. >A suffocating moment of silence surrounds you two before she speaks up again.
  5060. >"Well, I promised to not tell anyone, and I don't break my promises!" She beams.
  5061. >You sigh in relief, eliciting a slight giggle from her.
  5062. >"You've gotta be the one to tell your friends, anyway!"
  5063. "Shoot, you're right."
  5064. >"Don't worry, given enough time, I'm sure they'll understand!" Fluttershy reassures you.
  5065. "Well, I'm not so sure about Twilight." You joke.
  5066. >Fluttershy giggles at the thought.
  5067. >"You can figure that out later. We should get back to the party."
  5068. >You nod in agreement, and you make your way back through the halls to the transformed gymnasium.
  5069.  
  5070. >As you re-enter the gymnasium, you finally notice the music being played.
  5071. >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QnABC0b1gCI
  5072. >There's a good mixture of the newly graduated standing around chatting and those dancing to the music.
  5073. >Norman is dancing with Rarity, as are the rest of the group.
  5074. >Fluttershy rejoins them, and you decide to haunt the snack table some more.
  5075. >While munching on a brownie, you peer over the large body of former students.
  5076. >This is probably the last time all of you are ever gonna be together.
  5077. >From here, your stories splinter.
  5078. >Who knows what'll happen tomorrow.
  5079. >You take out your phone and glance over your text messages.
  5080. >Even throughout the dance, the girls have been texting one another, sharing jokes and little stories.
  5081. >It's slightly relieving to see that.
  5082. >Alongside Norman, you're confident you'll be able to rely on them for years to come.
  5083. >Celestia, however...
  5084. >Your relationship has to be handled delicately for people to understand.
  5085. >...That's not worth worrying about right now.
  5086. >"Something on your mind?" Rarity asks you, pouring herself a cup of punch.
  5087. "Just...life after all this. It's a lot to think about."
  5088. >"I understand, darling. But I'm sure it'll all work out in the end." She reassures.
  5089. "Yeah, especially with friends like you."
  5090. >" I hope you're not trying to steal my girl." Norman jokes as he walks up to you.
  5091. "Of course not, dude." You say, chuckling.
  5092. >You then get a text from your dad.
  5093. >"Meet me outside for your graduation gift."
  5094. >Puzzled, you exit the gymnasium to find your dad standing near the parking lot.
  5095. >"You wouldn't believe what I had to do to get your mother to agree to this, but happy graduation, Anon!"
  5096. >He tosses you a set of keys.
  5097. >The keys in your hand matches...
  5098. >...A freshly restored 1965 Dodge Deora.
  5099. >You're speechless.
  5100. >Holy shit this is amazing.
  5101. >This must be why he insisted on teaching you how to drive stick.
  5102. "How...how much did this cost?"
  5103. >"Oh, just a lucky hand in my biweekly card game!" He beams.
  5104.  
  5105. >Oh, that's right.
  5106. >One of your dad's friends is recently retired and really into restoring old cars.
  5107. >Guess he got too cocky.
  5108. >"Your mother and I are really proud of you, Anon. You're a responsible and honorable young man, and you'd get more use out of it than I would." Your dad says to you.
  5109. >You share a long, deep hug with your dad before he pulls away.
  5110. >"Well, I think you should take a look inside your new car."
  5111. >You hastily nod and awkwardly manage to open the front of the car to get inside.
  5112. >Everything's a bit different from what you're used to with your family car when you first got your license.
  5113. >It's all retro, but new.
  5114. >You get a feel for the interior and the wheel.
  5115. >...This is nice.
  5116. >"Holy shit, nice car dude!" You hear Flash say from outside the Deora.
  5117. "You like?" You ask, grinning.
  5118. >"I mean, it's COOL, but it's not beating me in any street races." He remarks.
  5119. >You chuckle, hearing the rest of the group come out to ogle your new wheels.
  5120. >Your dad takes this as his cue to head home, waving you goodbye.
  5121. >"Man, I'm gonna have to come with excuses to give me lifts!" Norman says.
  5122. >"Your car's super cool, Nonny!" Pinkie squeals.
  5123. >"Yeah dude, I'm honestly pretty jealous." Rainbow admits.
  5124. >You can see looks of approval from Twilight, Fluttershy, Rarity and Applejack.
  5125. >"Be careful where you drive, Nonny! You don't wanna get abducted by aliens!" Pinkie adds.
  5126. >"Ugh, this again?" Twilight asks.
  5127. >"Aliens are totally real! Texas, 1993! Look it up!" Pinkie insists.
  5128. >This must be a common topic for her.
  5129. >You get back out of the Deora to go back into the dance with the group.
  5130. >A new song's come on.
  5131. >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u_sD5z2JLj0
  5132. >For the rest of the night, you enjoyed music, food and dancing.
  5133. >Good times and laughter were had all around.
  5134. >But eventually, the night ended, and everyone had to head home.
  5135. >With a glum air, everyone parted ways for the most definitive time of their high school career.
  5136. >Some of these people, you're never seeing again.
  5137.  
  5138. >Pinkie could sense the sadness in the air, and sought to remedy this.
  5139. >"Alright, everybody come here!"
  5140. >Getting the group's attention, you all are pulled into a giant group hug.
  5141. >It's awkward to be sure, and everyone's weirdly packed in.
  5142. >But it's nice.
  5143. >To be surrounded by so many friends.
  5144. >It offers reassurance.
  5145. >A silent theme of "we're all here for each other" was understood.
  5146. >It takes a while, but eventually everyone has to part ways and head home.
  5147. >Applejack heads back to Sweet Apple Acres.
  5148. >Flash drives Twilight home.
  5149. >Pinkie takes Rainbow and Fluttershy in her party van and drives them home.
  5150. >You and Norman share another manly hug and a solid "take it easy" before he drives Rarity home.
  5151. >Leaving you standing by the Deora.
  5152. >As you're about to get in, you spot Celestia exiting the gymnasium and heading for her car.
  5153. >She notices you too, and the two of you share a look of longing with each other.
  5154. >Feeling sappy, you make a heart symbol with your hands at her.
  5155. >Celestia smiles in her usual, beautiful way, and makes the heart symbol back at you.
  5156. >You get back into your Deora, and remember her gift.
  5157. >Taking out the envelope, you carefully open it up, making sure no one's looking.
  5158. >Inside the envelope is...
  5159. >...a pair of blue panties.
  5160. >You're really glad no one's around to see you so flustered.
  5161. >There's also a note.
  5162. >"I do indeed have a sense of occasion ;)"
  5163. >"happy graduation, to my assistant, lover and favorite student <3"
  5164. >HA.
  5165. >TAKE THAT, TWILIGHT.
  5166. >You carefully store the undergarment back in the envelope.
  5167. >Checking the time, the clock reads 11:34.
  5168. >You feel reinvigorated.
  5169. >You feel like you can take on the world.
  5170. >Tomorrow is yours.
  5171. >Soon, you and Celestia will be what you always were meant to be.
  5172. >Together and free.
  5173.  
  5174. EPILOGUE - 14 MONTHS LATER
  5175.  
  5176. >The warm sun shines down on your body.
  5177. >The sound of waves crashing can be heard in the distance.
  5178. >A soft breeze some comfort from the heat.
  5179. >You're at Celestia's summer home, at a beach an hour from Canterlot.
  5180. >A cool glass of soda accompanies you as you lay out on a beach chair on the sand.
  5181. >It's really nice.
  5182. >So quiet.
  5183. >So peaceful.
  5184. >So far away from the craziness of the world.
  5185. >You hear a door slide shut behind you and footsteps approaching.
  5186. >Celestia comes into view, wearing a light blue sarong and matching bikini top.
  5187. >You smile at her, lightly brushing your hand on her side.
  5188. "Took you long enough." You tease.
  5189. >"Patience is a virtue, Anon. Such drinks require precision and care." She replies, taking a seat next to you.
  5190. >You notice she's holding a glass of a peach-colored alcoholic drink.
  5191. >She leans back and sighs deeply in relaxation.
  5192. >You take this opportunity to subtly admire her cleavage and midriff.
  5193. >As heavenly as ever.
  5194. >"Staring isn't polite, you know." She teases.
  5195. >You quickly turn away and try to focus your attention on the shoreline.
  5196. >Celestia giggles a bit and turns towards you.
  5197. >"I'm really glad you could come with me here. It's normally so lonely here."
  5198. "It's my please, Celly." You happily reply.
  5199. "Couldn't you bring Luna?"
  5200. >"Oh, I try, but she's no fun. She's much more nocturnal than I am, and she'll probably tell me to lay off the cake."
  5201. >She motions to her thighs.
  5202. >You get up off your chair and move closer to her, slightly stroking her thigh.
  5203. "You ask me, I think she's just jealous." You reassure.
  5204. >She smiles at you warmly.
  5205. "In fact, I think you should have more~"
  5206. >"You encourage the worst in me." She giggles.
  5207. >You stroke her thigh some more.
  5208. "Oh, but if I don't, then who will?"
  5209. >She draws closer to you, setting her drink to the side.
  5210. >"Well, I wouldn't want anyone else to be a bad influence on me~"
  5211. >Your breathing matches hers, and you soon capture your former Principal in another kiss.
  5212.  
  5213. >It's been like this for the past three days.
  5214. >You're enjoying a week off with Celestia at her summer home.
  5215. >It's a really nice change of pace, no worrying about work or classes.
  5216. >Just enjoying the beach and nice weather with Celestia.
  5217. >You told your parents you were gonna be camping with friends.
  5218. >Few people know of your relationship with Celestia.
  5219. >When you proved to Norman you were dating your former Principal, he fell to his knees and begged you to teach him your ways.
  5220. >Every day here has been similar, but incredibly lovely.
  5221. >Sunbathing, swimming, relaxing, light flirting, more intense flirting, kissing, and so on.
  5222. >Try as she may, Celestia couldn't stop you from helping her cook and clean, despite her insistence.
  5223. >It's really liberating to be here.
  5224. >With no one else around, you could be much more open with Celestia.
  5225. >More flirting, more touching, more kissing.
  5226. >More of everything.
  5227. >Back to the present.
  5228. >Celestia crawls out of her chair to meet you on equal ground.
  5229. >You climb on top of her and rub her sides and midriff as you lovingly kiss her.
  5230. >Celestia alternates between gripping your cheeks and your hair as the kiss went on.
  5231. >As if you could read her mind, you opened your mouth to allow her tongue entry.
  5232. >Your tongues dance for a moment, but she suddenly shoots up with an idea.
  5233. >"Come with me!" She says, grabbing your hand as she runs towards the shore.
  5234. >Running is awkward, not only because you're almost being dragged by your amazonian lover, but also because of all the sand.
  5235. >As you two finally get your feet in the water, she turns to you.
  5236. >"Lose the shorts, lover boy."
  5237. >You oblige in lightning speed, tossing the swim shorts behind you to the sand, leaving you fully nude.
  5238. >Celestia clearly approves of your form, her gaze scanning you up and down and biting her lip slightly.
  5239. >She sways her hips slightly as she undoes the knot on her bikini top.
  5240. >As the top succumbs to gravity, her heavenly chest is exposed once more.
  5241.  
  5242. >Her nipples are erect, indicating her arousal.
  5243. >You could tell her breathing's more intense as she slowly undoes the final knot on her sarong.
  5244. >With the knot undone, she holds the fabric in place with a sly grin.
  5245. >She can clearly tell how much you want her nude.
  5246. >Your manhood at full mast indicates as much.
  5247. >She leans into your ear.
  5248. >"Tell me how much you want me~"
  5249. >You respond by grabbing her sides and dragging your tongue up her neck and across her lips.
  5250. >Your hands fall to Celestia's shapely rear, whereupon you give her a hearty squeeze, making her jump a bit.
  5251. "Words can't describe how much I need you, Princess Celestia~"
  5252. "I need you more than the sun and the moon. More than the earth and the sky. More than water and air."
  5253. "You're a Goddess, Celestia. I beg of you to let me worship you~"
  5254. >Her cheeks are flushing as she looks deep into your eyes, and finally decides to let go of the fabric covering her womanhood.
  5255. >Celestia is fully naked alongside you.
  5256. >A suffocating tension is shared for the briefest of moments before you grab her with a loving fierceness and dive back into the kiss.
  5257. >Celestia falls to her knees and brings you down with her, wrapping her slender arms around your neck as her tongue dances with your own.
  5258. >You two are about three inches in the water as you continue to kiss Celestia, your hands greedily exploring her body.
  5259. >She's incredibly receptive, clearly enjoying all the love you're bestowing her.
  5260. >Your hair is tugged slightly as she kisses you, her immense breasts pressed against your chest.
  5261. >You could feel your cock gently prod her entrance, eliciting a soft gasp from her each time.
  5262. >Celestia falls to her back, spreading her legs as the water slightly envelopes her.
  5263. >"Come and get me, Anon~"
  5264. "Right away, Princess~"
  5265. >You had plenty of practice fucking Celestia, so she doesn't need as much preparation for you to enter her.
  5266. >Her moans are nonetheless delightful.
  5267. >An audible form of milk and honey.
  5268.  
  5269. >You quickly get into a nice, smooth rhythm with Celestia, the water slowing in and out of the shore making the ordeal feel more lewd.
  5270. >Your hands continue to traverse Celestia's pristine body, taking in every inch and curve of this amazing woman.
  5271. >Despite her state, Celestia maintains eye contact with you throughout.
  5272. >You can't get enough of how her eyes are filled with love and passion.
  5273. >Are her irises the shape of hearts?
  5274. >Regardless.
  5275. >You gently pinch her nipples in time with your thrusts, clearly driving Celestia closer to the edge.
  5276. >Your former Principal is putty in your hands.
  5277. >And you're loving every moment of it.
  5278. >As soft gasps escape your own mouth, you lean forward and gently bite her neck as you continue to pinch and thrust, and that did it.
  5279. >Celestia's legs once more lock around your torso as her pussy tightens, her love juices squirting out to accompany an incredibly lewd moan of pleasure.
  5280. >You're not too far behind.
  5281. >She still has it in her to keep going long enough for you to finish.
  5282. >With one final thrust, you gasp intensely as your cock shoots out burst after burst of your seed inside Celestia.
  5283. >As you collapse on top of her, Celestia gently lifts your head to meet her eyes.
  5284. >There's an apprehension to her that you haven't seen before.
  5285. >She opens her mouth and speaks four choice words.
  5286. >"I love you, Anon."
  5287. >Tears fill your eyes as you smile as wide as possible.
  5288. >You finally heard her say it.
  5289. >Nodding intensely, you respond.
  5290. "I love you too, Celestia."
  5291. >She smiles as wide as the sun and nuzzles you close.
  5292. >She then gets to stand on the beach.
  5293. >"I can't imagine heaven as anything other than right now with only you. I feel so free!"
  5294. >She turns to the horizon, still nude, and throws her arms into the air.
  5295. >"My name is Celestia! I'm completely naked and I love Anonymous!"
  5296. >You laugh a bit at the display.
  5297. >She tugs you up.
  5298. >"Come on, it's terribly fun!"
  5299. >Nodding, you comply.
  5300. "My name is Anonymous! I'm completely naked and I love Celestia!"
  5301.  
  5302. >You share a hearty laugh with Celestia, both staring at the horizon.
  5303. >You turn to each other, and quickly fall into each other's embrace.
  5304. >She nuzzles her nose against yours.
  5305. >You then get an idea.
  5306. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine..."
  5307. >Tears fill Celestia's eyes as she recognizes the song.
  5308. "You make me happy when skies are gray..."
  5309. >You gently sway her in time with your singing.
  5310. "You'll never know dear, how much I love you..."
  5311. >You lift your gaze to look deeper into her eyes.
  5312. "Please don't take my sunshine away."
  5313. >A single tear goes down Celestia's face as she pulls you deep into a hug.
  5314. >You return the hug, filled with so much love.
  5315. >In this moment, nothing else matters.
  5316. >No work as Principal.
  5317. >No classes to study for.
  5318. >No world events to stress about.
  5319. >Just you.
  5320. >Just Celestia.
  5321. >Together.
  5322. >Unrestrained and in love.
  5323. >Your nude form presses against her nude body.
  5324. >The sun slowly sets over the horizon, painting the sky in uncountable beautiful colors.
  5325. >As the sun disappears, you capture Celestia in another kiss.
  5326. >It's slow and loving.
  5327. >And it's just like Celestia herself.
  5328. >Perfect.
  5329.  
  5330. THE END
  5331.  
  5332. BUT NOT REALLY THOUGH
  5333.  
  5334. EXTRA EPILOGUE BECAUSE I LOVE YOU GUYS
  5335.  
  5336. >It's a lovely evening
  5337. >The sun is setting on the ocean horizon beyond Celestia's beach house, painting the sky a beautiful collage of brilliant orange and purple stretching into the sky.
  5338. >The peaceful silence of this community allows you to hear the waves gently crashing against the beach, adding to the serene atmosphere you'd never find back in Canterlot.
  5339. >You've even been using your phone less, just living in the moment and savoring all the time you share with your heavenly former-Principal, now lover.
  5340. >Some probe was sent to Mars, and some big murder case was finally solved somewhere in Utah, but you didn't care about any of that.
  5341. >All that occupied your mind was Celestia, who was happily humming to herself while reading a book.
  5342. >A turkey was currently cooking in the oven, as it had been for the past hour.
  5343. >It was a larger meal than either of you have shared before, and Celestia seemed weirdly giddy about something.
  5344. >With nothing to do in the meantime, you ask her about it.
  5345. "Hey Celly, what's with the turkey? I mean, I'm pretty good at eating, but... don't you think that'll be a bit... much for the two of us?"
  5346. >Celestia stifled a giggle.
  5347. >"You'll see~" She teased, her eyes betraying the fact that there's something else going on.
  5348. >You raise an eyebrow with a faint smirk, but you know better than to annoy her into spilling her secrets.
  5349. >You also seize the moment to admire her attire.
  5350. >Celestia was wearing a lovely light-blue blouse and fancy black pants.
  5351. >Her hair was also nicely brushed and maintained, which wasn't something she was concerned about during your... escapades.
  5352. >As much as you said it before, she really did look like a princess, or a goddess.
  5353. >"...Something on your mind?" She asked you, looking up at you.
  5354. "...Nothing, I'm just... not used to seeing you with your clothes on." You tease her.
  5355. >Celestia playfully rolls her eyes and swats at you with her book.
  5356. >Before she could offer any kind of clever retort, her phone rings from the coffee table.
  5357. >As if she was waiting all day for this call, she shot up from her chair and grabbed it, hastily answering it.
  5358. >"Are you coming?" She hurriedly asked whoever was on the other end.
  5359. >Try as you might, you couldn't make out the voice of whoever was calling her, but whoever it was made a devious grin spread across her face.
  5360. >"Perfect! See you soon!" She replied to them. Before they could say goodbye, she hung up and turned to you.
  5361. >"Quick, get dressed in your nice clothes! We have company coming over for dinner!"
  5362. >The idea of a third party coming over for a visit instilled some worry in you.
  5363. >The age difference between you two was cause enough to raise more than a few eyebrows from the average passerby, let alone the fact that she used to be your former principal.
  5364.  
  5365. >As if she could predict your immediate thought, Celestia waved off your concern.
  5366. >"Don't worry, you'll see!" She insisted. "Now quick, they'll be here in ten minutes!"
  5367. >Feeling that you could trust the woman who you've had numerous intimate encounters with, you hurry on over to your shared room and fish through your suitcase for your dress shirt and khakis.
  5368. >They were slightly wrinkled, but could have been in a worse state.
  5369. >Almost right after you got dressed, the timer on the oven dinged, signaling that the turkey was finished cooking.
  5370. >"Anon, the turkey!" Celestia called out to you from the living room.
  5371. "Uh huh!" You hastily reply, making your way down the stairs as quickly as possible without your feet slipping and falling.
  5372. >You're so caught up in the moment that you almost forget to put oven mitts on before removing the turkey from the oven.
  5373. >Just as you've got the turkey in your hands, you hear the doorbell ring, which Celestia is quick to answer.
  5374. >You don't see who it is, you're more preoccupied with the freshly-cooked bird before you.
  5375. >"You made it!" Celestia cheerfully greeted whoever just arrived.
  5376. >"Yes, after an hour and a half of travel." The unseen female voice responded with a weary sigh.
  5377. >Wait.
  5378. >That voice...
  5379. >It's strangely familiar.
  5380. >"Oh, but you look great! Come on in, dinner's ready!"
  5381. >"Thank you, I'm starving."
  5382. >No.
  5383. >It couldn't be.
  5384. >Why would she be invited here?
  5385. >After so many times of almost getting caught in the act during your time as principal's aide?
  5386. >As you turn the corner to set the turkey on the dinner table, you see her.
  5387. >Standing next to Celestia, and wearing dark clothes.
  5388. >Vice Principal Luna.
  5389.  
  5390. >As soon as the two of you meet eyes, you immediately matched reactions.
  5391. >Eyes widened in shock, speechless.
  5392. >It takes real mental fortitude to prevent yourself from dropping the turkey in surprise and making the whole situation worse.
  5393. >You felt your blood run cold as it fully sunk in that Celestia's sister finally caught you.
  5394. >Memories of that one particularly scary meeting with her during your last year of high school returned to your mind.
  5395. >Luna has finally caught you with her sister.
  5396. >The jig is up.
  5397. >But despite this, Celestia still had that grin on her face, as if she was waiting all day for this moment.
  5398. >"About time you two got a proper introduction!" She beams, completely unaffected by the oppressive atmosphere.
  5399. >Luna managed to tear her steel gaze away from you to turn towards Celestia.
  5400. >"...Tia?"
  5401. >"Yes, sister?" Celestia asked, cheerily.
  5402. >"...What is he doing here?" Luna interrogated her.
  5403. >You gulped, feeling a desire to sprint out the door and escape this looming threat.
  5404. >"Oh, don't you remember? He's been a LOVELY aide to me during his last year at Canterlot High, and I thought I'd reward him for his diligence!" Celestia happily answered.
  5405. >That did little to alleviate the tension between you and Luna.
  5406. >She knew why you were here.
  5407. >Everything made perfect sense to her now.
  5408. >Luna leered at you, seeing right through you.
  5409. >"Now, I know what you're thinking, but Anon here has nothing but pure intentions with me! He's been nothing but kind and caring since we started working together! Isn't that right, Anon?" Celestia turned to you, still unaffected by the situation.
  5410. >The spotlight was turned on you now, with Luna's jaw stiffening.
  5411. >But you had to answer at some point.
  5412. "...Y-Yeah."
  5413. >Smooth moves, Anon.
  5414. >Celestia clapped her hands together cheerfully.
  5415. >"See? He's a real Boy Scout! Now, let's get to dinner! I'm getting hungrier by the minute!" Celestia said, walking past you to the pantry.
  5416. >Luna kept standing by the door, staring you down.
  5417. >Daring you to attempt to defend your motives for staying here alone with her sister.
  5418. >But dinner needed tending to.
  5419. >And you couldn't let her get to you.
  5420. >Regaining the strength to move around, you robotically turned around and placed the turkey in the center of the dining table.
  5421. >Celestia returned from the pantry, almost skipping delightfully as she produced a bottle of wine for the three of you to share.
  5422. >"There we go, a proper dinner for three adults!" Celestia proclaimed.
  5423. >Looking up from the turkey, you almost jump out of your socks in surprise when you see Luna standing behind a chair, having silently made her way over to the table.
  5424. >It took real strength on your part to avoid having your fear be visible, so you carefully sat down opposite to her.
  5425. >Celestia took out a fork and knife to cut into the turkey, but you saw this as an opportunity to lighten up the tension.
  5426. "Hey, uh, y'know, I could do that for you if you want-"
  5427.  
  5428. >"Oh, thank you, Anon, but I can manage this just fine, and you've done more than enough already!" Celestia tried to assure, which did little to help you relax.
  5429. >But you didn't want to make this a bigger deal than it already was, so you sunk into your chair.
  5430. >Luna continued to leer at you, but you steeled your nerve and ignored her death stare to the best of your ability.
  5431. >Once Celestia set generous helpings of turkey on everyone's plate, she sat down next to you, doing little to help your situation with Luna.
  5432. >"Dig in, you two!" Celestia playfully ordered, helping herself to the turkey.
  5433. >You looked down on your food and felt your appetite dwindle.
  5434. >Luna gripped her fork and cut a piece of the turkey, but didn't let up on you at all.
  5435. >Celestia almost seemed like she was somewhere else altogether, happily humming to herself while enjoying dinner.
  5436. >Your gaze drifted to the tall glass of red wine before you.
  5437. >As bubbles gently drifted to its surface, you figured this would help you loosen up a but.
  5438. >You gently grasp the glass and take a generous drink from the bitter drink.
  5439. >It was a little rough going down, but as you ingested the aged alcoholic drink, you felt some of the stress melt off of your shoulders.
  5440. >Luna huffed disapprovingly from the other side of the table, but didn't say anything as she ate the turkey.
  5441. >Dinner continued on in silence. The three of you ate turkey and sipped wine as the sun disappeared and the sky became a dark blue.
  5442. >As the three of you drank wine, you and Luna got more loosened up.
  5443. >As if she was expecting this to happen, Celestia asked Luna:
  5444. >"Is something wrong, dear sister?"
  5445. >"Why is he REALLY here?" Luna immediately responded.
  5446. >You were feeling a little tipsy from the drink, so you weren't as afraid of her now.
  5447. >"What EVER could you mean?" Celestia teasingly asked her.
  5448. >Luna set her fork down on the table.
  5449. >"You're sleeping with him."
  5450. >"Oh, you figured it out!"
  5451. >You almost choke on your tongue.
  5452. "Celly- ah, Celestia!" You cry out in surprise.
  5453. >Celestia lets out a hearty laugh.
  5454. >"Oh, come on, my ever-inquisitive sister figured out our big secret! We might as well come clean." Celestia egged you on.
  5455. >You sigh, turning to face Luna's irritated visage.
  5456. "...Alright, fine. Celestia and I have... gotten really close." You manage to speak, encouraged by the alcohol.
  5457. >"Now, there's no need to be so modest! Anon here's been a WONDERFUL partner! And lover~" She made sure to add, subtly running her hand down your thigh under the table.
  5458. >Luna scoffed.
  5459. >"I just... I can't believe it! I should've known something was happening when your mood suddenly lifted after he started acting as your aide! Do- do you know how illegal this is? Do either of you care about that?" Luna sputtered, almost unable to keep her frustrations coherent.
  5460. >Celestia wasn't deterred. She continued to massage your thigh, which did more to you than you cared to admit.
  5461. >"Don't be so worried! We're both good at keeping secrets, aren't we~?"
  5462.  
  5463. >The confidence and clarity that the wine provided you was now fighting an uphill battle against Celestia's continued sensual contact.
  5464. "Y-Yeah, I'm, uh, we're pretty good at... keeping secrets."
  5465. >Luna wasn't impressed.
  5466. >One stolen glance beneath the table gave her the sight of Celestia's hand drifting towards your inner thigh, making your pants feel uncomfortably tight.
  5467. >"Honestly, Tia!" She cried out. "I'm amazed you kept this affair of yours secret at all! If this is how you behave with him in front of me, I dread to imagine what you two get up to in private!"
  5468. >Celestia was only amused by her sister's frustrations.
  5469. >She'd gotten so bold as to drag her hand towards your crotch, rubbing and kneading at the khakis covering your second-in-command.
  5470. >You tried as hard as you could to pretend everything was normal, but between Luna's frustrations and Celestia's forwardness, it seemed like a lost cause.
  5471. "Well, uh... I mean, I-I really am interested in Celestia beyond just... that stuff." You manage to say to Luna, trying to ignore Celestia's lewdness.
  5472. "Believe me, we shared a real emotional connection, a-and I really became attached to-"
  5473. >"Anon, please." Luna bluntly interrupted you, pinching the bridge of her nose.
  5474. >"Really, I'd hoped you'd be more supportive of me, Luna." Celestia teased her. "You know as well as I that my job doesn't allow for much socialization."
  5475. >Luna stands up from the table.
  5476. >"I just... I can't believe this. I was looking forward to sharing a nice dinner with you after a long schoolyear and after having dealt with so many delinquent student and so much paperwork, but all you're interested in is... this former student of yours!"
  5477. >She sighed, rubbing her eyes.
  5478. >"And to think I'll have to call another Uber to get back to Canterlot..."
  5479. >"Well, if you're so opposed to me expressing how much I love my dear Anon, then you can wait in the guest room for your ride to get here while we continue to indulge in each other." Celestia coyly offered.
  5480. >"Maybe I will!" Luna retorted, finishing her glass of wine and leaving the dining room in a huff and sealing herself in the guest room down the hall.
  5481. >You felt a pang of guilt, feeling some responsibility for how dinner went.
  5482. >Celestia didn't seem to, however.
  5483. >"Her loss~" She whispered into your ear before she kisses your neck.
  5484. >Instinctively, your sensitivity made you softly gasp as Celestia's slender fingers explore the well-traversed lands of your chest and stomach.
  5485. >She gets up from her chair and masterfully undoes your pants, allowing your firm member some more mobility.
  5486. "B-But what about Luna?" You ask her in between soft gasps.
  5487. >"We're sisters. It's my house, and it's her loss." Celestia softly chuckled, then lifting your chin and capturing your lips in a passionate kiss.
  5488. >As your tongues danced in fiery passion, you couldn't help but reflect on how your high school principal had a seemingly endless sex drive.
  5489. >This woman's gonna be the end of you someday.
  5490. >But not today.
  5491.  
  5492. >Your hands find their way to Celestia's back, pulling her even closer to you as you made out.
  5493. >Celestia giggled in delight as you succumbed to your desire, climbing onto your lap and gently rocking her hips against yours.
  5494. >"Be a good principal's aide and carry me over to the carpet?" She softly requested of you in between kisses.
  5495. >At this point, your former vice principal had vanished from your mind.
  5496. >You obeyed your princesses' request and picked her up into your arms, carrying her over to the carpet in front of the fireplace.
  5497. >Celestia gently kicked her legs happily as you carried her over, looking up at you with lust in her eyes as you set her down on the unimaginably expensive rug.
  5498. >Once you got low enough to resume kissing her, she clamped her arms and legs around you, sealing you within her grasp.
  5499. >She began rocking her hips with more intensity, nonverbally urging you to strip further.
  5500. >You parted from her momentarily to hastily remove your dress shirt and toss it to the side.
  5501. >Celestia bites her lower lip pleasurably as your hands rub her voluptuous chest, savoring the sensation.
  5502. >She removed her shirt as quickly as she would if it was on fire.
  5503. >The sight of Celestia undressing may be familiar to you, but it never gets old.
  5504. >Once she tossed her bra aside and freed her breasts from their oppressive confines, she sat back up and wrapper her arms around your neck, returning to making out with you.
  5505. >As you happily returned her affections, your hands rubbed her bare back, drifting down to her pants.
  5506. >She gently giggled as you traced the waistband of her panties with your fingers.
  5507. >"My, you encourage the worst in me~" She whispers in your ear.
  5508. >Emboldened by the wine, you playfully squeeze her butt, eliciting a cute gasp from her.
  5509. >Mere moments pass, and the two of you have stripped completely nude.
  5510. >Celestia's inhibitions, whatever was left of them, have been fully cast aside as she gasped and moaned louder and louder with each kiss and grope.
  5511. >In between planting hickeys across her neck and chest, you steal a glance at the door Luna disappeared into earlier.
  5512. >For a brief moment, you have some concern if you and Celestia are being too loud.
  5513. >But the beautiful, nude woman happily riding your lap deserves your attention far more.
  5514. >Your cock grinding against Celestia's warm, damp pussy would have made 18-year-old you immediately bust.
  5515. >But you've been trained well.
  5516. >Your endurance has been heightened through rigorous practice.
  5517. >The sensation of Celestia's bare body, combined with her lewd, lustful sounds was like heaven on earth.
  5518. >"Inside me, please." She panted digging her fingernails into your already marked-up back.
  5519. "As you wish~" You whisper back to her.
  5520. >With careful maneuvering, you guide your length inside her warm, welcoming entrance.
  5521. >Despite her experience with you, Celestia dug her fingernails into your back and threw her head back, almost screaming in pleasure as you entered her.
  5522.  
  5523. >You two get into the familiar rhythm, grinding against each other with your moans getting progressively louder.
  5524. >You were once concerned about Luna hearing you, but Celestia's carefree attitude seems to have infected you.
  5525. >It's her house, after all.
  5526. >"Oh, I love how you sound when you're all hot and bothered~" Celestia panted, resting her hands on your cheeks.
  5527. >The sight of Celestia's face covered by her messy hair was something that always ignited a fire within you.
  5528. >But as you're about to dive back into your lovemaking, you notice something out of the corner of your eye.
  5529. >Within the shadows of the hallway, you can just make out...
  5530. >...Luna?
  5531. >Celestia pauses for a moment, wondering what's caught your attention.
  5532. >But then a sly look covers her face.
  5533. >"You can come out now, Luna." She cheekily calls out to her sister.
  5534. >You hear a scramble down the hall, which you assume to be Luna trying to avoid looking like she was peeping on you.
  5535. >"There's no point in hiding now, sister." Celestia called out to her.
  5536. >You then heard Luna making her way towards you two, like she was preparing to be scolded.
  5537. >Celestia turns over to look at her sister, who's trying her hardest to avoid looking flustered at the sight of seeing you two in the throes of lovemaking.
  5538. >"Is there something you needed?" Celestia cheekily asked Luna, not making any attempt to cover her nudity.
  5539. >Luna sputtered indignantly, her cheeks glowing more red by the moment.
  5540. >"W-Well, I find it rather difficult to wait for my Uber to arrive when I can hear you two... go at it!" She sternly replied.
  5541. >"You two REALLY have no shame! I'm amazed you weren't... doing that underneath the bleachers like reckless teenagers!"
  5542. >Memories of doing exactly that with Celestia returned to your mind, but you decided that Luna shouldn't know about that.
  5543. >"Oh, but you could have just asked us to be quieter! You know I'd hate to be a nuisance to you!" Celestia said in response.
  5544. >There was a tinge to her words that indicated she planned this.
  5545. >"In fact... why DIDN'T you just ask us to be quieter?"
  5546. >Celestia grinned deviously at Luna.
  5547. >"Hmm... You know, Anon, if I didn't know my sister any better, I'd say she was peeping on us~"
  5548. >Luna immediately lost most of her confidence, replaced by a crimson tinge to her cheeks.
  5549. >You couldn't help but share Celestia's devious mood.
  5550. "I was just thinking that, Celly." You cheekily add.
  5551. >"But she would NEVER be so crass as to spy on me when I'm in such an intimate situation with my dear lover, would you, Loony~"
  5552. >Luna's mouth opened, but no words left her lips.
  5553. >She took an awkward step back.
  5554. >In any other situation, like half an hour earlier, being naked in front of vice principal Luna would have been a harrowing experience.
  5555. >But here, now, it felt like you and Celestia were establishing dominance.
  5556.  
  5557. >"Alright, fine!" Luna cried out.
  5558. >"I... I... Well, I WAS going to complain about the noise, but... but this damn wine!"
  5559. >Celestia chuckled victoriously at her sister admitting to her impolite intrusion.
  5560. >"I just... I got so caught up in the moment, hearing such... such passion... I... couldn't help myself..."
  5561. >It was only now that you noticed her pants were unbuttoned and sagging slightly.
  5562. >Was she...?
  5563. >"Well, now, dear sister, that wasn't so hard to admit, was it?" Celestia smugly replies.
  5564. >"Honesty IS the best policy, after all!" She beams, shamelessly presenting her nude body.
  5565. >Luna looked like there was something she really wanted to say, but couldn't bring herself to speak it.
  5566. >"...Is there something you'd like, my dear sister?" Celestia cheekily asked Luna.
  5567. >She then mumbled something under her breath, looking away.
  5568. >Celestia traces a finger from your chin to your chest.
  5569. >"Could it be... Anon?"
  5570. >Luna's blush deepens, trying to keep her lips sealed.
  5571. >Celestia chuckled victoriously.
  5572. >"I don't blame you at all~"
  5573. >Celestia kisses your neck again, eliciting another gasp from you.
  5574. >"Dear Anon is such a handsome, charming, breathtaking young man, it was really only inevitable that I would fall for him~"
  5575. >Your flustered state prevented you from speaking on the matter at all, but you really enjoyed having your ego stroked.
  5576. >Among other things.
  5577. >"...You know, I'd be willing to share Anon with you~" Celestia offered Luna.
  5578. >Like your initial meeting, it was difficult to say whether you or Luna was more surprised by this turn of events, but your second-in-command had its own thoughts on the matter, and stiffened back up at the prospect.
  5579. >"B-B-But Celestia-!"
  5580. >"Ah-ah-ah!" Celestia waved her finger.
  5581. >"You're one of the dearest, most important people in my life. And I'd understand if you felt more than a little lonely after hearing me express how Anon makes me feel~"
  5582. >"But-!"
  5583. >"I would just HATE to make you feel left out in the rain like that, and I'm sure Anon wouldn't mind helping you feel a little more loved, would you?"
  5584. >Celestia turns to you, and Luna peers up from the floor to look at you, taking in the sight of your exposed body.
  5585. >You clear your throat.
  5586. "...W-Well, uh... I guess I'm not IMMEDIATELY opposed to the idea." You admit.
  5587. >"Isn't my sister so pretty~?" Celestia asks you.
  5588. >...Now that you're looking at her, in a situation that isn't in her imposing office at Canterlot High, she was pretty attractive.
  5589. "...Yeah, Luna is... really pretty."
  5590. >Celestia chuckled as Luna grew more visibly flustered.
  5591. >"Isn't it such a shame that she feels so lonely~?"
  5592. >You feel more confident by the moment.
  5593. "...Yeah, it really is."
  5594. >"Wouldn't you just LOVE to peel those clothes off of her and make her feel as loved as you make me feel~?"
  5595. >Luna's face is now almost entirely crimson.
  5596. "...I would love to." You grin, with a low, musky voice.
  5597. >"Oh, perfect!" Celestia cheers, standing up from you and hurrying over Luna.
  5598.  
  5599. >The sight of the taller, more confident and well endowed sister standing before her younger, more slim sister while completely nude is what you believe the kids online call "mogging".
  5600. >"But- but- but- but this is so... scandalous!" Luna tried to retort, trying to avoid staring at Celestia's naked body.
  5601. >"Oh, but just look at him!" Celestia goaded her on.
  5602. >"Anon, stand up so your former vice principal can get a good look at you~" She urged you.
  5603. "Alright!" You reply with a faint chuckle.
  5604. >With some self-consciousness, you stand up from the carpet and allow Luna to see you completely naked.
  5605. >Her immediate response was a soft gasp as she covered her mouth, her eyes glued to your lower region.
  5606. >You felt like an Olympian right now.
  5607. >You felt so much taller, toned, and well-endowed after having elicited such a reaction from Luna.
  5608. >Celestia grins, rubbing her sister's shoulders.
  5609. >"Isn't he wonderful?" She teasingly asks her.
  5610. >Luna gulped.
  5611. >"...Mm-hm." She quietly responds.
  5612. >Celestia leans into Luna's ear.
  5613. >"You want him, don't you~?"
  5614. >It felt strange, yet empowering to be pimped out like this.
  5615. >Luna could only manage a slight nod through her intense blushing.
  5616. >"Well, he's all yours! On a few conditions, that is!" Celestia chipperly informed her.
  5617. >Things were really looking up for you.
  5618. >"...W-What conditions?" Luna asked.
  5619. >Celestia stepped in front of Luna, sticking up her pointer finger.
  5620. >"Rule one: Anon will undress you. You won't get to remove any of your own clothes."
  5621. >Luna shyly nodded in understanding, then Celestia raised another finger.
  5622. >"Rule two: Anon can kiss you, but you can't kiss him. That's your punishment for spying on us." Celestia added with confidence.
  5623. >Luna looked between you and Celestia, but nodded along.
  5624. >"Rule three: If you want Anon to do something, you HAVE to ask him in a clear, audible voice. Otherwise, he won't know what you want!" Celestia informed her.
  5625. >Luna hesitated for a moment, weighing up the pros and cons of being so vulnerable, but eventually answered.
  5626. >"...I understand."
  5627. >"Perfect!" Celestia cheered.
  5628. >"I understand that remaining so dignified in such an intimate situation will be challenging, but I have faith in you!"
  5629. >Luna huffed in slight annoyance.
  5630. >"I am perfectly capable of remaining dignified."
  5631. >As if on cue, Luna's pants fell down to her ankles.
  5632.  
  5633. >You and Celestia shared a giggle as Luna's light blue panties were now on full display, much to her embarrassment.
  5634. >She tried to hastily tug her dress pants back up to her waist, but Celestia shooed her hands away.
  5635. >"Oh, no, no, no! Now's not the time to be getting dressed, Loony!" She cheekily reminded her.
  5636. >Luna sighed in annoyance, allowing her pants to fall down again.
  5637. >"Why are you laughing, you're nude!" Luna asked you, trying to invoke her vice principal side to sound stern.
  5638. "I just didn't expect you to wear such cute underwear." You chuckle.
  5639. >You doubted it was possible for her blush to get even deeper at this point.
  5640. >"You're lucky I'm already so worked up..." She grumbled.
  5641. >Celestia ushered her pants-less sister over to you, until you two are mere inches apart.
  5642. >You could feel each other's hot breath on each other's face as you stared in each other's eyes.
  5643. >But here, in complete contrast to your high school days, you had dominance over her.
  5644. >Celestia made her way behind you and draped her arms over your shoulders, eager to see what happens next.
  5645. "So... What do you want?" You ask Luna.
  5646. >"...I want you to... kiss me." She quietly admitted.
  5647. >For a moment, you were concerned about what Celestia's ulterior motives could be.
  5648. >Urging you to have sex with her sister seemed too good to be true.
  5649. >But when you looked back at Celestia, you saw nothing but eagerness in her eyes.
  5650. >So, you threw caution to the wind.
  5651. >You gently cupped Luna's face in your hands, drew her closer to you, and gently planted your lips against hers.
  5652. >The reaction was almost immediate.
  5653. >As soon as your lips made contact, you could feel her stress and tension melt off of her.
  5654. >Her eyes drifted shut and her hands guided themselves to your shoulders.
  5655. >Luna sighed happily as you continued to kiss her.
  5656. >You could tell she wasn't very experienced with kissing.
  5657. >Her technique was sloppier and was just trying to do what she thought she was supposed to do.
  5658. >It was very endearing, especially coming from someone that was normally feared by the student body of Canterlot High.
  5659. >You rested your hands on her hips and pulled her close.
  5660. >As if she wanted to ask for permission, her tongue gently prodded your lips.
  5661. >You felt like you were kissing a freshman girl who had no experience with dating before.
  5662. >But it's a woman who was at least fifteen years older than you.
  5663. >With a gentle chuckle, you part your lips and allow her tongue entry into your mouth.
  5664. >Celestia giggled to herself as she pressed her body against yours from behind.
  5665. >Luna's tongue was just kind of jerking around in your mouth, trying to figure out what exactly to do.
  5666. >"Feels good, doesn't he~?" Celestia teasingly asked Luna.
  5667. >Luna nodded while kissing, determined to not break from this intimate moment.
  5668. >You rested your hands on Luna's butt as you kissed, enjoying how her panties felt.
  5669. >Luna softly gasped, but succumbed to the sensation.
  5670. >Her hands drifted to your bare chest.
  5671. >Then Luna parted from you, gently panting.
  5672.  
  5673. "How was that?" You softly ask her.
  5674. >"...Amazing." She quietly answered.
  5675. >You and Celestia share a grin.
  5676. "Not bad for a former student of yours, huh?"
  5677. >Luna chuckled and rolled her eyes.
  5678. >"Don't get cocky, young man." She tried to tease you.
  5679. >"I taught him well~" Celestia teasingly reminded her.
  5680. >Luna then tried to remove her shirt, but Celestia was quick to swat her hand away.
  5681. >"Ow!" Luna said, wringing her hand out.
  5682. >"Remember the rules, Loony~" Celestia teasingly reminded her.
  5683. >Luna huffed an annoyed sigh, but then turned to look you in the eyes.
  5684. >"...Anon?"
  5685. "Yes, Luna?" You reply, with some smugness in your voice.
  5686. >"Would you..." Luna trailed off.
  5687. >You raise an eyebrow at her.
  5688. "What do you want, Loony?" You tease you.
  5689. >A flash of annoyance briefly crosses her face.
  5690. >"I would really appreciate if you..."
  5691. >Celestia's grip on your shoulders tightened in anticipation.
  5692. >"...Undressed me." Luna finally admitted.
  5693. >You softly grin at her and lean into her ear.
  5694. "Anything you want, princess~"
  5695. >Luna's breath gets caught in her throat as you run her hands up her stomach and knead her breasts.
  5696. >They're smaller than Celestia's, but still very nice to have in your hands.
  5697. >And Luna probably didn't need a reminder that her sister has bigger breasts.
  5698. >She tried to bite her lip to stifle the moan that escaped her lips as you continue to massage and squeeze her chest.
  5699. >With each moment, she appeared less and less as an authority figure to you.
  5700. >Figuring you teased her enough, you carefully unbutton her blouse and lift it over her head, leaving her in just her underwear.
  5701. >You could tell Luna was losing the ability to feel self-conscious or shy about all of this.
  5702. >Her breathing was getting heavier.
  5703. >She wanted more.
  5704. >"...Keep going." She urged you.
  5705. "Only because you asked so nicely~"
  5706. >Your hands slide up her back and nest underneath her bra.
  5707. >Luna wraps her arms around your neck as you swiftly undo the clasp.
  5708. >Once it's undone, Luna steps back and lets the bra fall from her chest, exposing her modest breasts to you.
  5709. >While she wasn't as... blessed as Celestia, she was still plenty beautiful.
  5710. >Which you only notice now, free of the domain of her office.
  5711. >Where dreams of teenage rebellion go to die.
  5712. >Your hands drift down her back, hooking your fingers around the waistband of her panties.
  5713. >You look back into her eyes, reading a deep desire growing within her.
  5714. >And who were you to deny her what she wanted?
  5715. >Getting a firm grip on her remaining underwear, you drag them down her legs until they slide down to her feet, leaving Luna just as naked as you and Celestia.
  5716. >This is one hell of a high school reunion.
  5717. >Luna takes a deep breath and puffs her chest up, trying to make herself more confident in her nudity.
  5718. >Her body was incredibly beautiful.
  5719. >Her dark blue skin was flawless, and her more modest curves conveyed that of a more mature, reserved woman.
  5720. >"...It's impolite to stare, young man." Luna gently chuckled, trying to alleviate some awkwardness.
  5721.  
  5722. >"Oh, hush! He's just enamored by your beauty, Loony! You should be flattered!" Celestia jokingly scolded her.
  5723. >"I know, I know! This is all just... so new to me!" Luna defended herself.
  5724. >You share a good chuckle, and guide her down to the carpet.
  5725. >You two sit down, staring into each other's eyes as Celestia claps happily.
  5726. >"Oh, isn't this fun! I knew you two would get along just swimmingly!"
  5727. "This was a great idea." You chuckle to Celestia.
  5728. >"I know! I should've gotten you two together sooner!"
  5729. >You're still unclear as to why Celestia is so eager to have you sleep with her sister, but it doesn't look like any kind of setup.
  5730. >Your face drifts closer to Luna's, but before your lips can meet again, Celestia interrupts.
  5731. >"Oh! One more thing!"
  5732. >She bends over behind Luna, who looks up at her with some uncertainty.
  5733. >"You've done a wonderful job following the rules I've set, but there's one more thing you need to remember..."
  5734. >Before Luna could ask what it was, Celestia's hand met Luna's ass with a firm smack, making her squeal in surprise.
  5735. >"He's mine~" Celestia whispers into Luna's ear.
  5736. >God, that's hot.
  5737. >As if you weren't erect enough.
  5738. >"I-I know!" Luna sputters.
  5739. >"Good!" Celestia chipperly says, returning to her spot behind you with her arms draped around your neck.
  5740. >Luna's face drifted closer to yours, eager to go back to kissing you now that she's fully unburdened by her clothes.
  5741. >At first you go to meet her halfway, but then you stop.
  5742. >You remember the time she made a big fuss about you and Norman bringing your Nintendo 3DS systems in to trade Pokémon in between classes.
  5743. >A devilish grin spreads across your face as you slightly pull away from her.
  5744. >Luna's expression falls slightly when you pull away.
  5745. >"Is something wrong?" She asks you.
  5746. "I just wanna savor this." You slyly say to her.
  5747. >"Savor what?"
  5748. "Having you in such a needy position~"
  5749. >Luna groaned.
  5750. >"Anon, I'm already naked. Can you please just kiss me?"
  5751. >Your ears perk up at the sound of the magic word.
  5752. "Ooh, I liked hearing you say please~"
  5753. >Celestia giggles at your mischeviousness.
  5754. >"You're so mean~" She eggs you on.
  5755. >"Don't encourage him!" Luna urges her sister.
  5756. >Your hands caress her exposed chest and stomach, making her shiver pleasurably.
  5757. "Say the magic word~" You request of Luna.
  5758. >You can feel Celestia grin as Luna tries to collect herself, her gaze switching from your face to your cock.
  5759. >"...Please."
  5760. "Please, what?"
  5761. >"...Please kiss me."
  5762. >Celestia giggled upon hearing Luna make her request.
  5763. "As you wish~"
  5764. >You capture Luna's lips in a fiery kiss, pushing her onto her back.
  5765. >Luna was clearly waiting for this moment, and she's not letting go of you again.
  5766. >Her arms and legs clamp around your body, viciously grinding her body against yours like she's trying to start a fire.
  5767. >Her lack of expertise shines through in how she kisses, but the enthusiasm is certainly there.
  5768. >Luna's lips try to fuse to yours, her lustful spirit galvanized by her naked body rubbing against yours.
  5769.  
  5770. >"Ooh, I've never seen this side of her before~" Celestia teasingly whispered into your ear.
  5771. >As you made out with Luna, Celestia's hands travel across your back, encasing you in a pleasure sandwich.
  5772. >"You're a real ladykiller, young man~"
  5773. >Celestia plants a few kisses along your neck.
  5774. >You can barely hear her through Luna's incredibly lewd moans.
  5775. >As you two thrusted against each other, your cock would prod against Luna's quivering pussy, making her let out a lewd gasp in response.
  5776. >"It's a good thing I kept you all for myself before some poor young lady could fall victim to your charms~"
  5777. >Celestia begins rubbing her womanhood against your back, getting more intense.
  5778. >"Why, if you found your way into Twilight's little friend group, you'd make them into your harem within a week!" She laughed.
  5779. >You stifle a chuckle at the thought.
  5780. >Really, none of them could even compare to Celestia or Luna.
  5781. >"A-Anon~" Luna spoke up, parting from your kiss.
  5782. "Yes, dear?" You whisper to her.
  5783. >She looks deep into your eyes, pleading for more.
  5784. >"Can you... enter me?"
  5785. >Rough dirty talk, but there's room for improvement.
  5786. >"...Please?"
  5787. >You chuckle good-heartedly at her request.
  5788. "Well, who am I to turn down such a lovely lady?"
  5789. >Your fingers intertwine with hers as you line yourself up.
  5790. "Ready?"
  5791. >Luna takes a deep breath, then nods.
  5792. >"I'm ready."
  5793. >"Go get her, tiger." Celestia whispered in your ear, rubbing your stomach with anticipation.
  5794. >You take a breath, and slide your cock inside of her.
  5795. >Luna arches her back up and lets out the loudest scream of please you've ever heard.
  5796. >Not even Celestia was like this during your first time with her.
  5797. >It fills you with immense pride to be able to make a woman feel this way.
  5798. >"More, please!" Luna cries herself, losing herself in the moment.
  5799. >Grinning, you get a good hold of her hips and rhythmically slide in and out of your former vice principal.
  5800. >With each thrust, and with each lewd moan that you elicited from her, your old frustrations with her melted away.
  5801. >Norman's Rayquaza can't compare to this.
  5802. >"This is really hot, Anon." Celestia moans into your ear.
  5803. >You can only manage a sheepish grin and a nod as you thrust in and out of her sister.
  5804. >Whatever self-consciousness remained in Luna was now completely gone.
  5805. >She lied on the floor, spread eagle and fully displaying her naked body while loudly voicing her pleasure.
  5806. >She was almost a completely different person here.
  5807. >"You must be proud of your little handiwork~" Celestia teased you, tracing your abs.
  5808. >"You're so strong~"
  5809. >She kissed your neck.
  5810. >"So handsome~"
  5811. >She nibbled your earlobe.
  5812. >"So wonderful~"
  5813. >Between being kissed and teased by Celestia and pumping into Luna, you're almost overwhelmed by these two women.
  5814. >Luna's in her own world right no, gripping the carpet and rigorously rocking her hips in tune with yours.
  5815. >If someone broke down the door to tell you that you died from choking on the turkey and got into heaven, you'd believe them.
  5816.  
  5817. >"You're a real scoundrel, reducing my sister to such a mess~" Celestia teased you further.
  5818. "Hey, don't blame me, Celly. You practically shoved her into my arms." You cheekily reminded her.
  5819. >Celestia giggled.
  5820. >"Perhaps that's true, but she seems to be enjoying herself."
  5821. >Celestia gently tapped Luna's thigh to get her attention.
  5822. >"Are you enjoying yourself, Loony?"
  5823. >Luna responded with the most lewd, drawn-out "Yes" you've ever heard.
  5824. >The sound alone made your even more rock hard.
  5825. >"That's great!" Celestia cheered.
  5826. >"You... sure know how to... pick them..." Luna panted with a faint chuckle.
  5827. >"Oh, there was very little 'picking' involved!" Celestia boasted.
  5828. >"Anon here just came into my life, offering to help me with my mountains of paperwork. It's not my fault sparks flew between us!"
  5829. "Yeah, if I knew that signing up to be her aide would have gotten me in bed with her, I would've done that way sooner." You chuckle.
  5830. >"Nff! Anon! I'm close!" Luna cried out, her breathing rapidly getting faster.
  5831. >"Okay, time's up!" Celestia declared standing up.
  5832. >Luna was drawn out of her trance and looked up at her sister with confusion.
  5833. >"Huh?"
  5834. >You looked up at Celestia with roughly equal confusion, slowing your thrusting speed.
  5835. >"Remember how I told you to not forget that Anon is mine?"
  5836. >"...Yes?" Luna answered, her voice falling.
  5837. >"Well, the whole purpose of this little experience was to share some of Anon's affection with you. I'm sure Anon will agree that you've been given more than a little of his affection, so your time's up!" Celestia proudly declared.
  5838. >Luna's expression fell.
  5839. >"But-"
  5840. >"No buts! You agreed to the rules!"
  5841. >Celestia hooked her arms under yours and dragged you out from Luna, leaving her lying on the floor.
  5842. >"But- But sister!"
  5843. >"Now now, I don't think Anon appreciated the way you reacted to seeing him when you came in. Not to mention how argumentative you were when we were trying to just have a nice dinner together. Wouldn't you say, Anon?"
  5844. "...You know, I can't help but agree with you, Celly." You reply with a grin.
  5845. "It's such a shame that she rejected our hospitality AND our relationship. We were really welcoming to her!"
  5846. >"Indeed, so, really, I don't see why she should get to indulge in the full extent of your affection." Celestia agreed.
  5847. >Luna clamored to her knees, a pleading look on her face.
  5848. >"I'm sorry! I shouldn't have been so rude! Just... please let me finish! I was so close!" She tried to appeal to Celestia.
  5849. >As if you didn't get to see Luna in a new light before, seeing her so pleading and kind of pathetic.
  5850. >It's admittedly kind of hard to take Luna seriously when she's completely naked and on her knees.
  5851. >"Besides, didn't you say you had an Uber to catch? You better get dressed for that!" Celestia teasingly reminded her.
  5852. >"...Well, it's not due to arrive for a while..." Luna sulked.
  5853. >Celestia gave her the cold shoulder, climbing back onto your lap and bringing her naked body back against yours.
  5854. >"Now, where were we~?"
  5855.  
  5856. >Celestia wrapped her arms around your neck and pulled you in for another rough makeout session.
  5857. >She didn't waste any time.
  5858. >The moment she was situated on your lap, she slid your cock inside her pussy.
  5859. >Her confident, domineering personality stood in contrast to how wet her pussy was.
  5860. >You could tell from the moistness alone that she desperately wanted this.
  5861. >In between tongue fencing matches, Celestia would shove your face into her massive chest, openly inviting you to lick and nibble at her nipples.
  5862. >It almost seemed like she was silently bragging about having a more curvaceous body than her sister.
  5863. >As much as she tried to hide it with her humping and her kissing, you caught Celestia turning to shoot Luna a smug look while letting out an overly-loud moan of pleasure to rub it in some more.
  5864. >It was honestly really hot.
  5865. >She knew she was hot.
  5866. >And she wanted to make sure Luna knew it.
  5867. >"My, Anon, have you gotten BIGGER?" Celestia gasped, gripping your body with lustful ferocity.
  5868. >"I almost can't handle all of you!"
  5869. >While you deeply enjoyed Celestia pleasuring you, you had to see how Luna was doing.
  5870. >Right after Celestia got done shoving your face into her chest, you stole a glance at Luna.
  5871. >She was still kneeling on the carpet, with one hand groping at her chest and the other rubbing at her womanhood in a desperate attempt to reclaim the moment you shared with her.
  5872. >But it wasn't working.
  5873. >You couldn't discern anything else from her, as Celestia clamped her hands around your face and pulled you in for another ferocious kiss.
  5874. >Her tongue greedily explored your mouth, despite her experience with that.
  5875. >And the way she rocked her hips against yours was bringing you closer to climax.
  5876. >"Oh, Anon, I've never felt as strongly about anyone as I do about you." She whispered in your ear.
  5877. "I... I never felt this way about anyone else, either." You pant, your speech resembling gasps for air.
  5878. >You two shared sweet nothings to each other, with Luna in earshot.
  5879. >Her self-love got faster and more rigorous.
  5880. >You could hear faint whimpers under her breath.
  5881. >"Oh, Anon, I love you~" Celestia moaned.
  5882. >"PLEASE!" Luna cried out, crawling towards you and assuming the "dogeza" pose.
  5883. >"Please let me finish with him! I'll do anything!"
  5884. >Hearing vice principal Luna flat-out beg for sex was something you never thought you'd experience.
  5885. >But as you learned in your senior year: life is full of surprises.
  5886. >Celestia finally turned to fully face her sister, smug superiority painted across her face.
  5887. >"Oh, will you, now?" Celestia teasingly asked her.
  5888. >"Yes! Yes, please! I need him!" Luna hastily answered.
  5889. >She spun around and clung onto your arm.
  5890. >"Anon, I understand you might not have... ideal memories of our time together at Canterlot High, but you've made me feel things I've never felt before. Feeling your body against mine, kissing you, loving you opened a new world for me. You- You wouldn't just... leave me like this, would you?" She pleaded.
  5891.  
  5892. >The angel on your shoulder advised that Luna's proven she's apologized enough for earlier and shouldn't be left in such a pathetic state.
  5893. >But the devil on your other shoulder, strangely resembling Celestia wearing a dark red leotard, wanted you to see how far you could push this.
  5894. >You take a break from thrusting into Celestia to gently brush Luna's cheek, looking into her needy eyes.
  5895. >You did some roleplaying with Celestia in the past, where you played the school principal and she was the hormonal teenage student.
  5896. >She played up the desire and longing for, but it was nothing compared to what Luna was doing.
  5897. "Oh, Celly, don't you think she's been through enough?" You ask Celestia.
  5898. >She puts a finger to her chin and feigns deep thought.
  5899. >"Hmm... She HAS put on a pretty entertaining show." She smirked.
  5900. >Luna looked between you and Celestia longingly, desperate for permission to act on her passion.
  5901. >"Oh, alright! Anon, lie down please!" She instructed.
  5902. >Luna's pained expression immediately vanished, replaced by renewed enthusiasm.
  5903. >"Oh, thank you, thank you, Tia! I won't forget this, I promise!"
  5904. "I know I won't." You weakly chuckle, growing exhausted from such an eventful evening.
  5905. >As you lied on your back, Luna clamored for your lap, aligning your ever-stiff cock with her quivering womanhood.
  5906. >Before you could ask what was gonna happen, your view was obscured by Celestia's pussy as she sat on your face.
  5907. >You let your instincts take over.
  5908. >You lost yourself in your sensations.
  5909. >Your hands try to grasp the hips of both Luna on your lap and Celestia on your face, but you'd need another set of arms to do that.
  5910. >The next few moment was a haze of pleasure and lust.
  5911. >Celestia's thighs clamped around your head would possibly be the most idea way for your life to end.
  5912. >Although that would be an awkward conversation between the coroner and your parents.
  5913. >Anyway, Luna's unexperienced enthusiasm shined through, rocking and rolling her hips as you thrusted upwards into her.
  5914. >Your tongue was busy exploring Celestia's warm entrance.
  5915. >You got feedback on how well you were doing by how much her thighs tightened.
  5916. >You could barely hear either of them.
  5917. >Although you were confident Celestia was still teasing Luna.
  5918. >This was almost too much for you.
  5919. >Every second mattered.
  5920. >Your hands traveled from Luna's chest, to her stomach, to her hips, to her ass, then to Celestia's chest, stomach, hips and ass.
  5921. >You knew you were beneath these two back in Canterlot High, but this was ridiculous.
  5922. >And something that absolutely nobody would believe you if you didn't have video evidence.
  5923. >Every now and again, you'd hear Celestia smacking Luna's ass, bringing her closer and closer to climax.
  5924. >Luna would, in turn, try to grope at her sister's chest to make her squeal, to mixed results.
  5925. >"A-Anon! I'm close!" Luna cried out.
  5926. >You knew what you needed to do.
  5927. >You clamped your fingers onto her thighs and held her in place.
  5928.  
  5929. >Luna's pussy tightened around your cock as Luna cried out in pleasure.
  5930. >You felt her warm juices coat your manhood as she finally achieved climax.
  5931. >It surely would have been a sight to savor, but your vision was almost completely taken up by the area where Celestia's legs meet.
  5932. >Speaking of which, Celestia leaned forward and gripped your hair as tightly as she could as her thighs tightened onto your face.
  5933. >Right before you could prepare yourself for what's coming, your face was covered in Celestia's love juices.
  5934. >It was a sensation that wasn't new to you, but never stopped being delightful.
  5935. >As Celestia and Luna slid off of your body, you felt you were still fairly close to achieving your own orgasm.
  5936. >Endurance training had its benefits.
  5937. >"Anon... That was... magical~" Luna dreamily sighed, slouching against the couch and panting.
  5938. >"It truly was~" Celestia whispered to you, dragging her slender pointer finger down your chest and towards your crotch.
  5939. >"And you deserve your own happy ending~"
  5940. >Before you could say anything in response, Celestia dragged her tongue up the length of your manhood.
  5941. >This, you were sensitive to.
  5942. >You didn't even bother trying to stifle your own moan, slouching back onto the floor as Celestia returned the favor you provided her.
  5943. >"W-Wait, don't level me out!" Luna suddenly spoke up, clamoring back onto her hands and knees in order to get to licking at your cock herself.
  5944. >This, you were especially sensitive to.
  5945. >You were so tired from your earlier escapades, and so lost in the feelings of having two beautiful women eagerly competing to give you the best oral pleasure possible, that you completely collapsed onto the floor.
  5946. >All you could do was look down at the two nude women licking and sucking at your cock like it was the fountain of youth.
  5947. >All you could manage to say were faint gasps and moans of pleasure.
  5948. >Celestia deeply enjoyed having you within her grasp, giggling at your pleasured sounds.
  5949. >Luna was as inexperienced as ever, but determined to repay the favor.
  5950. >Not too long later, you finally reached the end of your little adventure.
  5951. >Streams of your essence shot out from your manhood, which the two were eager to lick up.
  5952. >"Mmm, it's sweeter than I thought it would be!" Luna remarked, sucking the residue off her fingers like one would after a trip to KFC.
  5953. "Pineapple diet." You weakly shrug, managing a chuckle.
  5954. >"Mm, I'm glad to see you're maintaining your interest in education beyond high school." Luna gently remarked, slouching back against the couch.
  5955. >"Aren't I just the best big sister?" Celestia cheekily asked Luna.
  5956. >Luna nodded in agreement.
  5957. >"Thank you, Tia. Goodnight~" Luna trailed off, falling asleep on the carpet, still naked.
  5958. >So much for that Uber.
  5959. >Celestia repositioned herself to cuddle up to you beside the fireplace.
  5960. >"So... How was your first threesome, college boy?" She asked you.
  5961. >You weakly laugh.
  5962. "I don't think I gave the words to describe it."
  5963. >Celestia giggles, then kisses your cheek.
  5964.  
  5965. >You two shared a few moment in a gentle embrace before you finally asked the most pertinent question.
  5966. "Hey, Celly?"
  5967. >Celestia looks up to you.
  5968. "...Why did you insist I have sex with your sister?"
  5969. >Celestia gently chuckles before answering.
  5970. >"...Remember the time I ripped my pants at Camp Everfree?"
  5971. >Memories of seeing your principal bend over to pick up a log and splitting her hiking shorts open to reveal heart-patterned panties returned to your mind, as vivid as the day it happened.
  5972. "...Vaguely." You reply, trying to spare her ego.
  5973. >"You can say you remember." Celestia chuckled.
  5974. >"Anyway, once Luna heard about what happened, she thought it would be HILARIOUS if he hid my other pairs of shorts, leaving me to attempt to sew my ripped pants back up in the middle of the woods. They ripped like three more times after that."
  5975. >A faint blush appeared on Celestia's cheeks as she recalled the events.
  5976. >"Having to give the concluding speech to mark the end of the camping trip with the entire back of my pants ripped open was probably the hardest thing I've ever had to do."
  5977. >You nod along understandingly.
  5978. >"I'll remember that little 'prank' of hers for years... But she'll remember tonight."
  5979. "What do you mean?" You ask her.
  5980. >"Loony is gonna remember this evening, when she was completely naked on her hands and knees, BEGGING me for permission to have sex with you, for the rest of her life."
  5981. >Celestia stifled a giggle at the deviousness of her plan.
  5982. >You shared the sly laugh with her.
  5983. >"And it's not like you can complain. Any young man would find a threesome as something to brag about."
  5984. "You got that right." You agreed with her.
  5985. >Celestia sighed happily, nestling into your embrace.
  5986. >"I love you, Anon."
  5987. >You smile back at her and kiss her forehead.
  5988. "I love you too, Celestia."
  5989. >The two of you drift off to sleep, in each other's warm, safe embrace.
  5990. >If you can have a threesome with two beautiful women in college, who knows what else the future holds for you.
  5991.  
  5992. THE END (FOR REAL THIS TIME)

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