Anon Royal Punishment Gone Sexual


                                            https://boards.4channel.org/mlp/thread/34688754#p34709368


                                            Prompt: Anon! The next time I find your dirty clothes on the floor, I'm going to take ALL of your clothes away!


                                            >"That's it, Anonymous! I warned you. Now take off your clothes!"

                                            >"I am serious."

                                            >"Refusing won't help you. I fought chaos and shadow ponies before you were even foaled."

                                            >"I don't know, cast magic?"

                                            >"Then watch closely."

                                            >[poof]

                                            >"And they're gone. Oh stop shouting."

                                            >"No, you have to learn a lesson or two on responsibility. You're already legally old enough to buy a house, but you can't even keep your clothes together."

                                            >"But I am helping. You just can't see it if you keep staring at your loins."

                                            >"You get them back when I see you learned to appreciate them."

                                            >"How you shall spend the day? Just as usual."

                                            >"Honey, have you been sleeping all these years? Most ponies are naked all the time."

                                            >"You don't need your clothes in the palace. And not in Canterlot either."

                                            >"Because these unicorns see their clothes as a status symbol. They aren't a necessity."

                                            >"You are my son, Anonymous. You don't need that."

                                            >"So what if mares eye your private parts. They won't catch fire if somepony looks at them."

                                            >"No, we don't have a cockatrice in our animal park. And that only works if you look it in the eyes anyway. Your bits are safe."

                                            >"Sigh. Alright, fine. If you are that afraid of showing yourself to the public, then I must help you."

                                            >"RAVEN! I need you here!"

                                            >"Please come in."

                                            >"Don't mind Anon's protests. He's a bit nervous today."

                                            >"I know, right? He looks fine."

                                            >"Why should I mind if you look at him? He isn't a Crown secret."

                                            >"Anon, would you please be so kind as to move your hands to your sides? Raven deserves to see the whole picture."

                                            >"No? A pity. I guess you leave me no choice."

                                            >"Raven? Please tell the court I cannot attend today because of an unexpected royal situation."

                                            >"They will have to make do alone for one day. Anon needs my full attention as his dear mother."

                                            >"Yes. Thank you. Please shut the door and tell the others we're not to be disturbed."

                                            >"I will put a silencer spell on the walls, so don't be surprised if you near nothing of us in the next hours."

                                            >"Now we're alone. Better lock the door just in case."

                                            >"What I am going to do? Anon, my dear, I am here to help you."

                                            >"Your reaction towards Raven made it clear to me. You need my help."

                                            >"Why? Because if you can't stand a single mare watching your nude body in your own chambers, you've got a problem."

                                            >"It is my duty as your mother to help you. And it's also very concerning. You should found your own family one day."

                                            >"You can't do that if you can't get close to a mare."

                                            >"No, Anon. Don't pretend you don't know how that works. You've been looking at some mares' rears yourself here and there. I've seen it."

                                            >"But something went wrong somewhere. And now I must correct it."

                                            >"Yes, I am your mother. But I'm also a mare. And you need the experience."

                                            >"Forget the mother part for the day. I am just a normal mare for you."

                                            >"Being an alicorn makes no difference, Anon. We're still ponies."

                                            >"Don't give me that look. It's not like you're tossed into Tartarus. I've been there for you for as long as you can remember. You have nothing to be afraid of."

                                            >"Now let's start slowly. Put your hands down. Please."

                                            >"That wasn't painful now was it? And do you feel any different? Pain somewhere? Do you feel like melting or the sort?"

                                            >"No, blushing cheeks are not a dangerous thing to my knowledge."

                                            >"Don't lower your head and don't shy away. Look at me, Anon. "

                                            >"I know I have to be strict with you now, but I have only your best in mind. And you are supposed to enjoy this too."

                                            >"Tell me, what do you feel when I look at you? When I eye your full and exposed body?"

                                            >"Embarrassment. Can you tell me why?"

                                            >"Well there must be some reason. What makes it special if I glance over your nethers instead of your hands for example?"

                                            >"The implications? Anon, just because you see something doesn't mean you have an intention behind it."

                                            >"So? And what if I turn around?"

                                            >"No, don't avert you eyes. Look at my flanks."

                                            >"Yes. stare right at it. Take everything in with your eyes."

                                            >"My bits, like you call it, have always been there, Anonymous. All the years you have known me. So why is it such a great deal if you look at them? Does it somehow turn over the world?"

                                            >"Anon? Is that?"

                                            >"Oh. Oh my."

                                            >"I had no idea you are that quick to be aroused."

                                            >"There is nothing wrong with arousal, Anon. But I have never seen somepony with such a low tolerance."

                                            >"No. I didn't mean to insult and my verdict has not changed. No clothes for you."

                                            >"In fact that makes my duties more urgent. You cannot go on like this."

                                            >"What we do now? We have to work on your composure. And there is only one therapy to it."

                                            >"The frontal one. Looks like I have be more than just a mare for you. I must become *your* mare."

                                            >"You heard right. I am your special somepony today."

                                            >"I understand your hesitation, Anon."

                                            >"But this is the only way to work on your inhibitions. I have waited for too long."

                                            >"This isn't how I expected my plan to play out either, but I am not letting my own and only son down when he needs me the most."

                                            >"Trust me, I know what I am doing."

                                            >"We must lower your inhibition. It can't be that a simple glance on a mare's rear does so much to you."

                                            >"Until you have enough experiences to keep cool in everyday situations. Even when naked."

                                            >"A natural affection is important, yes. But yours is more than just finely tuned. It's completely overloaded."

                                            >"No, you are no pervert my dear. Only inexperienced."

                                            >"By making up for that negligence. It is high time."

                                            >"Yes. Here and now. Between us."

                                            >"I am not going to lie to you. This will get amorous."

                                            >"It's fully understandable why you find this unsettling with me. But excitement is a part of the therapy too."

                                            >"I promise I'll make it is pleasant as possible."

                                            >"Shall we begin?"

                                            >"Fine. Brace yourself, Sunshine. Here it comes."

                                            >"Anon, listen. There is much more to love and affection than the rutting. I see now we must start at the basics."

                                            >"Look at me and listen."

                                            >"What does it to you when I change my voice?"

                                            >"When I speak slowly. Quietly. Passionate."

                                            >"How do you feel when you look me in the eye and hear my lure?"

                                            >"Keep looking at my face. Could you say no to me when I look at you like this?"

                                            >"Do you feel something? A weak shiver perhaps. Are you lightheaded?"

                                            >"Do I fill your head with visions?"

                                            >"Do you imagine all the sweet things we can do together?"

                                            >"Your mind tells you they are wrong."

                                            >"But your body knows you secretely want it."

                                            >"I am your mare, Anon. Yours for the taking."

                                            >"I will make all your wishes come true."

                                            >"If you let me."

                                            >"You can't resist your nature."

                                            >"Give in to your desires."

                                            >"Yes? Good. I caught you, my boy. And I didn't even touch you."

                                            >"Yet."

                                            >"The blush on your face is cute, little one."

                                            >"I can hear your pulse just by looking at you."

                                            >"Savor this sweet moment. You want to remember it."

                                            >"You think this is intense? Oh you have no idea."

                                            >"My lovely little Anon, you are in for the ride of your life."

                                            >"Did you know some stallions prefer older mares? They say they have more style."

                                            >"Your hands again? Don't think I'm not aware of your shaft. You can take them down."

                                            >"Because I will if you don't."

                                            >"Doesn't matter. I'm coming for you."

                                            >"Your destiny is here with me. In my hooves."

                                            >"Can you feel the difference when I come closer?"

                                            >"Think you can face me directly?"

                                            >"Eye to eye?"

                                            >"Do you like how my breath tickles your skin?"

                                            >"Yes, you do."

                                            >"Don't forget to breathe, sweetie. Or else I'll have to do it for you."

                                            >"Now to your first test."

                                            >"Oh yes. That was just a prelude."

                                            >"Will you fold when I put my hoof on your chest?"

                                            >"Steadfast. I like that."

                                            >"But we'll see how strong you really are on an equal playing field."

                                            >"Undress me."

                                            >"Why, I took your clothes. It's only fair if you do the same to me."

                                            >"Well I can keep my regalia on if you wish."

                                            >"And if you prefer intimacy, and more, with horse shoes and the like."

                                            >"Some prefer it that rough. I can deliver."

                                            >"Do I look like I am joking?"

                                            >"That's what I thought."

                                            >"And now you're already stripping your mare. Didn't take more than a few minutes."

                                            >"Why don't you start with my hoof on your chest?"

                                            >"Where's the problem? Just hold me with one hand and untie me with the other."

                                            >"Don't worry. The horse shoes are sturdy. You won't break any precious metal."

                                            >"You have a firm and unique grip, Anonymous."

                                            >"No, go on. That was a compliment."

                                            >"Because we don't have many hands to go around in Equestria. Yours are the only pair I know of."

                                            >"No, claws are not the same. Believe me, I had a few griffin emissaries shaking my hoof in my life. They are not as pleasant to touch."

                                            >"Here we go."

                                            >"You can keep holding my leg a little longer if you prefer."

                                            >"Is something the matter? Do you like my hoof?"

                                            >"Why don't you give it a kiss then? It is said to be a courteous greeting in some areas."

                                            >"Not because *I* like it. Because *you* do."

                                            >"I am not blushing, Anon. You are."

                                            >"Anon, I take personal hygiene very seriously. I would not present a dirty leg to my son."

                                            >"Yes, that's it. Nopony shall say I don't teach my son some manners."

                                            >"Oh come on, Anon. I see the pleasure in your eyes."

                                            >"And there's at least one more fore leg waiting for you."

                                            >"So are you a dear and untie the second shoe too?"

                                            >"And hold me tight."

                                            >"Exactly like this. This is good."

                                            >"You're an eager one, Anonymous."

                                            >"Your shaft tells me so. It's like an open book to me."

                                            >"Anon, I didn't say this was a bad thing."

                                            >"Better use your hands for my crown instead. I don't want to poke you when we nuzzle later on."

                                            >"Oh, was I not supposed to say this out loud?"

                                            >"But we will."

                                            >"We have to. We must catch up on many things"

                                            >"Just put them on the nightstand. I won't need them for the next hours."

                                            >"Now come around. Still two more shoes to go."

                                            >"Kneeling down to open up your special somepony's dress is not wrong, Anon."

                                            >"Don't be shy to look at me from down there."

                                            >"Anon, you didn't mind sitting on my lap when you were younger. My underside is no danger zone. You've been there before."

                                            >"Would you like to touch my teats before we go on? It could help you."

                                            >"Then come back up again before you turn into a tomato."

                                            >"Let's get rid of the peytral and the real fun can begin."

                                            >"What do you think is going to happen? We're going up close and personal."

                                            >"There are no privates where we are going, Anon."

                                            >[A moment later]

                                            >"What's the matter? Can't handle a mare circling you?"

                                            >"How about a lick on the mouth?"

                                            >"Some feathermarking on the back?"

                                            >"Or a tail stroke between your legs."

                                            >"Now don't be so pent up. I'm not breaking anything."

                                            >"Part of a trusting relationship is allowing yourself to be vulnerable, Anon."

                                            >"But it does feel great, doesn't it?"

                                            >"That's what I want to hear."

                                            >"And what if I keep going?"

                                            >[Another moment and one loudly moaning Anon later]

                                            >"That was intense."

                                            >"Don't feel bad, Anon. I was asking for it."

                                            >"No. To use your words, 'cum' in the tail is not very elegant."

                                            >"I told you, it's not your fault."

                                            >"I can clean myself with a simple spell."

                                            >[Poof]

                                            >"There, as if nothing happened."

                                            >"Now let me use a hoof."

                                            >"You're spent?"

                                            >"Dear me, I shudder to think what would have happened with any other mare."

                                            >"No. I have something to pick you up again."

                                            >"Don't mind the golden glow around your gonads."

                                            >"You will feel a light pressure now."

                                            >"I know, but hold still. I want to avoid side effects. The pain is not real."

                                            >[A different poof, concentrated around Anon's dick and balls]

                                            >"Fixed. We can go on."

                                            >"Everything is still where it belongs. Check for yourself."

                                            >"A revitalizing spell. It replenishes and boosts the natural performance."

                                            >"The effect feels amazing, doesn't it? You're erect again in an instant."

                                            >"I know you are 'hard'. That's the idea."

                                            "Although your wording is not far away from reality."

                                            >"See? I can put my leg on your member and it does not budge."

                                            >"Absolutely harmless. I know this from personal experience."

                                            >"Who says the formula doesn't work on females? It's only less obvious as you can imagine."

                                            >"The spell is very, ahem, *potent* if you pardon the pun. It can last hours or longer. But there is a way to shorten it."

                                            >"Constant relief, my dear."

                                            >"Want to know the best part? It's renewable. Multiple times."

                                            >"That's right. I can refresh you over and over until we have prepared you properly."

                                            >"No, this isn't something I learned from forbidden tomes. It's a spell like any other and can be used as such."

                                            >"Quite useful too. You know I'm not a violent pony, but Equestria was not always as quiet as it is today."

                                            >"And should I not stop a group of troublemakers without violence when I can, Anon?"

                                            >"Why, I once stopped an army with my magic."

                                            >"The first half of the ponies constantly stumbled over their fifth legs."

                                            >"The other fell to the ground and begged for somepony to please quench the sudden lustful fire in their loins."

                                            >"Keeping them in this state and mounting each other for a day changed their minds on a few things."

                                            >"Needless to say, they surrendered. And nearly all of them became future parents in the end."

                                            >I could convince them to agree with a compromise."

                                            >"They laid down their weapons, and in turn I declared to forego any form of additional punishment. Provided they tend to their newfound families."

                                            >"That was before Cadence was foaled, by the way. She isn't the only one who has some knowledge in this field."

                                            >"You see, Anon, I am a reasonable pony. And now I offer you a compromise."

                                            >[Soft noise of a hoof rubbing a penis]

                                            >"You will be granted you all the relief you desire, if you do what I say."

                                            >"Just surrender. It's in your own best interest."

                                            >"I love a good diplomatic agreement. It always feels like a victory."

                                            >[More dominant rubbing]

                                            >"How you shudder and pant. And this is just the foreplay."

                                            >"Blackmailing? This isn't blackmailing, Anon. Just guidance in the right direction."

                                            >"I knew you would see reason."

                                            >"A condition? Intriguing. And what is this condition of yours"?

                                            >"Total surrender if I use the spell on myself?"

                                            >"This is a bold one."

                                            >"Certainly possible. Though I haven't considered it before."

                                            >"Your predatory grin surprizes me, Anon. What do you expect to gain from this?"

                                            >"Yes, I was talking about an equal playing field."

                                            >"Unfair if only you are magically affected? But I don't need the boost. Unlike you."

                                            >[...]

                                            >"You are right on principle, Anon."

                                            >"But the mares back then. They all were so-."

                                            >"No, I am not afraid. Stop saying that."

                                            >[Celestia's rubbing and Anon's teasing intensify]

                                            >"Alright, alright. I do it. We have a compromise."

                                            >[Celestia points towards the bed, her horn flaring in gold]

                                            >"Better get there already. We will need it when the spell hits me."

                                            >"I don't think you want to take me on the floor."

                                            >"It means exactly what I said."

                                            >[Anon pales]

                                            >"Seconds thoughts? I'm sorry, we have struck a compromise, Anon. I will not break my word."

                                            >[A golden light appears between Celestia's flanks and discharges with a poof, leading inwards]

                                            >[Celestia's eyes widen and her rear legs give tremble and buckle]

                                            >"Sun and stars!"

                                            >[Immediate dripping noises]

                                            >"Is that me? By myself, I'm leaking like a faucet!"

                                            >[Celestia wobbily heads for the bed]

                                            >"Anon, dear. I need you! In me!"

                                            >"Doesn't matter. Your penis. Your hand. Your tongue. I don't care."

                                            >"You should have thought that through before the negotiation."

                                            >"Come here. This is going to be messy."

                                            >[Celestia shakily lets herself fall onto the bed, facing Anon]

                                            >"Closer, Anon. Closer."

                                            >[Celestia grapples Anon]

                                            >"Gotcha. Hold up your end of the bargain. Now."

                                            >[A hoof points to her posterior]

                                            >"I know I'm wide open. Do something about it!"

                                            >"Quick, you have no idea how much it itches."

                                            >"Not in the mood for jokes. Do I have to pull you with my magic?"

                                            >[Celestia rolls on her back, stretching and spreading her legs in the air]

                                            >"You don't need directions, do you?"

                                            >[Anon probes with a finger]

                                            >"Ah! Anon, stop playing games! I am your responsibility now."

                                            >"Anon. Go. Behind. Put. Little. Anon. IN!"

                                            >[Hesitant penile penetration ensues, paired with moans from both]

                                            >"*pant* Finally! No no no, don't just stop. Keep moving."

                                            >[More general moaning noises]

                                            >"Don't hold back. The silencer spell will muffle us."

                                            >"The guards won't hear a thing."

                                            >"Yeeees. Now you're acting more like a stallion. Make me yours."

                                            >[Anon gasping]

                                            >"Oh, did I grab you with my lips? Yes, that's normal."

                                            >"Keep rubbing! This is the best part."

                                            >"Don't be ridiculous. A mare can't cut your piece off with that."

                                            >[Anon's body quivers]

                                            >"Grab my legs with those soft hands of yours if you need more stability."

                                            >"I like your grip, by the way."

                                            >[Anon grabs Celestia by her haunches and keeps thrusting]

                                            >" Breed me like the stallion that you are. You get the hang of it."

                                            >"This was an idiom, you whimp. You are not going to impregnate me that quickly."

                                            >"Don't slow down. Alicorns have a resistance to it."

                                            >"Is that so? Did you ever ask Shining or Cadence how much they had to try?"

                                            >"They used spells too. You can bet your arse on it."

                                            >[Anon climaxes with another loud moan]

                                            >"Aaaah. That's what I've been waiting for."

                                            >"Do you feel like ebbing away? Wait for it. The pressure will return."

                                            >[A second light dome flashes up around Anon's testicles, he screams in surprise]

                                            >"*yelping and twitching* Uh heavens, I can feel you growing inside me again."

                                            >[Anon resumes thrusting]

                                            >"That was the second spell reset."

                                            >"I did nothing this time. The spell will keep you going and going."

                                            >"Told you the thing lasts for hours. And so will you."

                                            >"It is harmless. I recast the whole formula at least 5 times on the ponies back then. Not one got hurt in making."

                                            >"And pregnancy isn't a damage in my book. They all lived happy lives afterwards."

                                            >"I have no idea what a 'hammer to the balls' feels like, but I think you are exaggerating."

                                            >"The imaginary pressure only lasts a second or so."

                                            >"I am *burning* too, you know?"

                                            >"Don't tell me you're suffering, waist deep into a mare. I don't buy that."

                                            >"And forget the mess. I can cast it off."

                                            >[Celestia breathing heavily]

                                            >"You're getting into the flow. That's a relief, I was beginning to wonder when you would pick the movements up yourself."

                                            >"And without me telling you to."

                                            >"Now we can experiment with what you could be into."

                                            >"Don't take this personally, but you-"

                                            >[Celestia flares her wings on the bed]

                                            >"Angh! Keep hitting there."

                                            >[Continuous interruptions due to sharp breaths]

                                            >"But you don't strike me as the assetive type."

                                            >"So maybe you prefer the mare taking the reins instead. Roll around."

                                            >[Celestia rolls her body and takes Anon with her]

                                            >[She ends up on top, sitting on Anon with her rump and trapping his head between her fore legs]

                                            >[He groans once under her weight but is otherwise fine]

                                            >"Hah! Sweet spot!"

                                            >"Who knew gravity could feel so divine?"

                                            >"You fine down there? I hope I didn't take you too hard."

                                            >"I am careful. I'm still holding most of my weight myself."

                                            >"Anon, that is a rude thing to say."

                                            >"Do what? My flanks have a right to be heavy. I am one of the largest ponies in Equestria."

                                            >"Does it hurt? No? Then everything is fine."

                                            >"And on the bright side, if you can take me, you can take any mare in Equestria."

                                            >"Swing your hips, Anon."

                                            >"You can't because you're pinned? Sigh."

                                            >"Guess I'll have to ride you instead."

                                            >[Celestia slowly grinds her posterior against Anon]

                                            >"That's the stuff. Right there. Just. A. Little. More."

                                            >[One stronger grinding thrust, Celestia climaxes with one guttural shout and floods Anon's thighs]

                                            >"*pants* This is how you do a mare, Anon. I hope you learned something."

                                            >"Maybe you should write a friendship letter about it. You whave one week."

                                            >"Wait, what is that tingling?"

                                            >[The spell resets Celestia with a dome of light, mostly hidden by Anon's body]

                                            >[She raises her head with closed eyes and howls towards the ceiling]

                                            >"Wooooooo holy mother of me! Like a whiplash to the marehood."

                                            >"Now I understand what you meant, Anon."

                                            >[Celestia eagerly flaps her wings]

                                            >"Oh me oh my, it is growing as strong as it was in the beginning."

                                            >"Anon, you know what you have to do."

                                            >"Sorry I can't clean up. Not able to focus with this itching between my flanks."

                                            >[More grinding]

                                            >"Just a second, love. Let me first *gasp* find the position."

                                            >"Oooh. Perfect."

                                            >"Now where we? Right, finding *your* sweet spot."

                                            >"So, do you like a mare on top? Does it make click in your mind?"

                                            >"Maybe? Well, that is not a *pant* no. We should build on that."

                                            >"Get ready, stern auntie Celestia is on her way."

                                            >[Celestia raises a fore hoof to Anon's face]

                                            >"No, no, keep down. Let Celestia handle this."

                                            >"How about now? Is a hoof on your mouth more to your liking?"

                                            >"Does it fluster you to be at my command and mercy?"

                                            >"Shh. Don't try to speak. Tell me with your eyes."

                                            >"I see no fear in them. But a glint. Fascinating."

                                            >"Hum. Maybe."

                                            >"Lick."

                                            >"You heard right."

                                            >"Lick my hoof."

                                            >"You hesitate? Are you afraid after all?"

                                            >[Weak shaking]

                                            >"Is it the thought of my hoof on your tongue?"

                                            >[One nod]

                                            >"Cute."

                                            >"Anon. My dear little Anon, look around."

                                            >"You shot your seed into my tail hair once."

                                            >"You filled me with your second one."

                                            >"And now our essences mix between us."

                                            >"This is nothing in comparison. And perhaps you find it attractive yourself?"

                                            >"Good boy."

                                            >"Yes, go for the frog. Hngh. You do this like a pro."

                                            >"Your tongue is a gift, Anon. Give me all you have."

                                            >[Celestia's grinding intensifies again, even Anon finds enough strength to thrust]

                                            >"This sets your gears into motion, hm?"

                                            >"Shoud I add some punishment for my little bad boy?"

                                            >[Stronger pushes from Anon]

                                            >"Now you're talking."

                                            >[Celestia chimes in on Anon's rhythm, both climax together]

                                            >[Celestia raises her hoof, their satisfied moans echo through the chamber]

                                            >"Ah, perfect outcome. And you know what comes next. Are you ready?"

                                            >"It is even better when we go through it together."

                                            >[Celestia closes her eyes and spreads her wings]

                                            >"Here it comes!"

                                            >[The spell resets both simultaneously, their energetic outry forming a strangely harmonious chorus]

                                            >"I swear, I havent't felt that alive in centuries."

                                            >"Because I do enjoy it. The harmless shock adds another thrill to our little adventure."

                                            >"Nopony gets hurt. And we still get to share the most intimate moments together."

                                            >"Because of the energy. The senses. The heat."

                                            >"Did you not feel the power when we wallowed in our passion?"

                                            >"Our shout of burning love?"

                                            >"Knowing we can take ourselves to the fire again and again, and yet none of us will truly ever burn?"

                                            >"That faint bitter twang in our symphony that makes the lure all the sweeter?"

                                            >"Tell me, Anon. Do you not want to shout for me like I shout for you?"

                                            >"Burn for me, Anon. And witness my flaming body for your own blissful existence."

                                            >[Expectant panting]

                                            >"The pain is a symbol, Anon. A small price we pay for something wonderful."

                                            >"It is like a relatonship. You must give a bit of blood and sweat, but the rewards can make it all up to you."

                                            >"Think about it, Anon. You find yourself ready for a mare if you understand that and take up your little piece of personal responsibility."

                                            >"Starting with your clothes."

                                            >"Oh Anon, did you think our tunes and some magic whips to the marehood made me forget?"

                                            >"No, you are still grounded."

                                            >"Yes. No clothes whatsoever for you."

                                            [...]

                                            >"So, uhm, my lips are still twitching."

                                            >"And you are not done playing spire yourself, I see."

                                            >"Seems like we're stuck for now and must burn some more."

                                            >"Well, at least I can test further things on you."

                                            >"How about using your hands on me while I tend to your tower with my hooves?"

                                            >"Don't worry, I know how delicate your orbs are."

                                            >"Better mind your nails too. My insides are not made of titanium either".

                                            >"And perhaps we can try the same with our mouths if you fancy."

                                            >"Let me assure you I will take care to not overly flood you if am able."

                                            >"And even if it does go wrong, you can still rejoice in the light of my fire."

                                            [One week later]

                                            >"Anon? May I come in?"

                                            >"Please excuse my intrusion at this late hour, but there is a matter we have to discuss."

                                            >"I am afraid it can' wait until breakfast. This is a private issue, you see?"

                                            >"Better sit down first."

                                            >"We are going to need a silencer spell too."

                                            [Both sit down on Anon's bed]

                                            >"My, it is strange to sit here again after our last *cough* get-together. It even feels different."

                                            >"You are faring very well, by the way. I think I should give you your clothes back soon."

                                            >"Deflecting? Well, I suppose I am."

                                            >"Anon, there is something I must confess. I was wrong."

                                            >"Oh dear, how do I put it?"

                                            >"You know my personal crown nurse, right? I usually don't need magical health screens, but the court insists on them every week. They are afraid the realm will collapse because I could drop dead tomorrow."

                                            >"Hogwash of course. But you know how nobleponies and official representatives can be."

                                            >"Coming to that right now."

                                            >"My last screening was yesterday. And Hock Splint found something unusual."

                                            >"Please take a deep breath now and stay seated."

                                            >"She found a second spark in me."

                                            >"*inhale* That means I am expecting. *exhale* It is yours."

                                            [Anon pales completely and stares into the void]

                                            >"Anon, I-"

                                            >"No,-"

                                            >"Absolutely no doubt."

                                            >"Anon! Please! Listen to me! This is hard enough as it is."

                                            >"Look, I am deeply sorry. I really, really am. This is not what I expected to happen at all."

                                            >"I didn't lie to you. Alicorns don't get pregnant just like this. It takes a lot of effort and magic."

                                            >"Ask Shining Armor if you don't believe me. He swallowed a whole bunch of potions to impregnate our dear Cadence."

                                            >"Maybe that's why her daughter has such massive wings."

                                            >"Anon, I'm not trying to jest. This is a serious matter."

                                            >"I didn't tell you yesterday because I had and emergency consultation with Hock Splint and Twilight Sparkle."

                                            >"No, only them know. Rest assured they keep quiet."

                                            >"Hock is my trusted nurse since her early days and Twilight still adores me like her infallible mentor."

                                            >"Because I tried to find out what went awry, if you can call it that."

                                            >"And I did. Or rather Twilight did develop a theory after she looked on the spell's formula."

                                            >"The revitalization does not only affect a pony's lust for love, it also boosts fertility."

                                            >"Casting the spell on myself may have caused this. It produced, to quote my faithful student, hyper fertile eggs."

                                            >"No no no. I am not trying to put the blame on you. It was my doing."

                                            >"*I* cast the first spell on you without asking because I couldn't see the consequences."

                                            >"There was no justification this time. Unlike those ponies on the field, you were not about to storm a village with an armed force."

                                            >"All that happened stemmed from my own decision. And I must live with that."

                                            >"Both Hock and Twilight checked and came to the same conclusion. It will become a healthy foal."

                                            >"Twilight said this is normal. There are not many studies on 'hybrid breeding', but the foals usually maintain their mother's shape."

                                            >"But that does not mean they don't bear any resemblance to the father either. Things like eye or hair color, and so on."

                                            >"Of course I will keep it. How could I not?"

                                            >"But the question is what you are going to do. Will you accept it as yours?"

                                            >"The court will ask sooner or later. Pregnancy isn't something a mare can hide forever."

                                            >"I can understand if you reject me. I promise you I will not force you to anything. And I won't think less of you."

                                            >"Because it was sincere. I want you to find a mare you like and with whom you can be happy."

                                            >"I never wanted to force myself on you."

                                            >"Though I would be honoured if you do choose me. If you can forgive my folly."

                                            >"You don't have to answer at once. It is almost a year until it comes."

                                            >"But it will take some time to prepare."

                                            >"A foal needs much care and loving attention, and I cannot simply drop everything. Equestria counts on me."

                                            >"The castle has an excellent staff. We have some very qualified ponies for this job."

                                            >"But no pony can ever replace a father."

                                            >"I will leave you now. Please take the time you need. My door will always be open to you, my beloved son. No matter how you decide."

                                            [Celestia tries to stand up, Anon holds her down]

                                            >"Anonymous?"

                                            >[...]

                                            >"Are you sure you don't need more time to consider? This will be a lot of work for both of us."

                                            >"And accepting it would make you my de facto husband in the eyes of the court."

                                            >"Anon, thank you. You are a noble spirit."

                                            [A series of tender hugs and nuzzling]

                                            >"To Tartarus with the gossip. We have fought all manners of monsters and shadows for the sake of the world."

                                            >"I am sure the populace will forgive me for marrying my adopted son."

                                            >"You know the saying. 'Since we are not related, it will be okay'."

                                            >"Shall we go to the court together then?"

                                            >"Equestria is waiting to see my future groom."

                                            >"No clothes. Everyone shall see who has sired Equestria's newcomer in the royal blood line with me."

                                            [Exeunt Both, A stealthy figure in dark clothes crawls out from the underside of the bed]

                                            [It pulls away its hood and reveals a pink alicorn with a candy mane]

                                            >"And so does the circle close, dear Celestia. I paid a debt you never knew I had."

                                            >"Your spell created me all those years back then. It is only just if I return the favor to help you find the one you are destined for. Just like you did for my parents."

                                            >"*smirk* Luna knows the ape would have never dared to do it himself if I hadn't intervened."

                                            >[Searches the room]

                                            >"Good thing Twilight didn't spot the potion's magic in Anon's seed. That could have blown my cover."

                                            >"Now where is that cursed vial? I must erase all traces of my love magic."

                                            >"Oh crystal horseapples, it was in his dresser! I must find where she has hidden his clothes before she returns them to Anon!"

                                            >"Now if I were a thousand year old sun mare with a caked flank, where would I put my adopted son's clothes so that he doesn't find them when I am not busy sitting on my dear Cadence's head?"

                                            [Exeunt Totally-Not-Cadence]


                                            The End


                                            [Excerpt from: The Princess and the Naked Ape's New Dress - True Stories From Equestria's Royal House]

                                            [Note: This work has been deemed 'satire' by Her Royal Highness of Equestria. No further comments were made.]