An Acquired Taste (Scat)


                                            > You are walking in the royal garden, keeping close to the castle wall.

                                            > Sometimes, you just need some alone time, and for whatever reason, this area is always deserted.

                                            > Part way through your walk, you feel something warm and heavy hit your shoulder.

                                            > Then the smell registers, and you barely hold on to your lunch.

                                            > Someone dropped their kids off on the Anon.

                                            > You look up to find a blue rump jutting out of a window, a starry tail held high confirming the identity of the bomber.

                                            "What the HELL, Luna?"

                                            > You dodge the pellet that drops from her surprised anus, and gingerly try to dislodge the sausage on your shoulder.

                                            > Luna whirls around, and cautiously peeks over the window ledge.

                                            > "Is that Anonymous I hear?"

                                            > You glare at her, trying your best not to inhale through your nose.

                                            "No shit, Luna. Seriously, my day would have been much better without the shit."

                                            > She assumes a more dignified pose, and looks down her snout at you.

                                            > "You enjoy it."

                                            "What? I do not-"

                                            > She glares at you.

                                            > "We would never be so undignified as to relieve ourselves into the garden, even should it be more convenient than the powder room across the palace."

                                            > One mystery solved, but still,

                                            > "No, thou hast petitioned us for this unusual favor, and we have granted it out of respect for thy unfailing friendship."

                                            > She gently floats to the ground in front of you.

                                            "Look, I don't care why you crapped out of a window, you owe me a new shirt and the use of the royal bathroom."

                                            > Luna frowns.

                                            > "If we should grant such things, there would be talk of hidden intimacies. No, we have given thee our favor already. Go forth, and be glad of our friendship."

                                            > You slap her.

                                            "Like hell I will."

                                            > She blinks, then grows angry.

                                            > "Shall we favor thee again?"

                                            > She pins you to the ground with her fucking magic, and positions her rump over your face.

                                            > You struggle, but to no avail.

                                            > Then you hear a yawn from high above.

                                            > "Luna, what are you doing down there?"

                                            > You crane your neck to see Celestia floating down.

                                            > Luna whispers to you,

                                            > "We will give you anything."

                                            > You whisper back,

                                            "What?"

                                            > "Pretend to be willing and nothing shall be stayed from thy hand."

                                            > ...

                                            "Fine."

                                            > Celestia tilts her head to the side to look at you from around the curvature of the moon.

                                            > "Anon as well? What are you two doing so late in the day?"

                                            > Luna coughs.

                                            > "Our friend had thought to partake of one of the many perversions of his kind."

                                            > Celestia gave you a questioning gaze.

                                            > "You need to be restrained for this?"

                                            > You give her a weak smile.

                                            "Otherwise I might dodge, which wouldn't be in the spirit of things."

                                            > She nods slowly, processing the scene.

                                            > "Mind if I watch?"

                                            > ...

                                            > Luna gives you an apologetic look from between her legs.

                                            > You barely resist glaring at her.

                                            > Instead you whisper,

                                            "You owe me for this. Big time."

                                            > Luna nods, and turns back to her sister.

                                            > "It is acceptable."

                                            > You grit your teeth as she readys herself for another dropping.

                                            > From your position, you see her bountiful buttcheeks part, a hard cylander pushed out.

                                            > It strikes your cheek and rolls away, only to be followed by a smaller pellet.

                                            > That one hits your lips, leaving a rank smear behind.

                                            > "May I try?"

                                            > Seriously, Celestia?

                                            > Luna yeilds the space over you.

                                            > "We do not mind."

                                            > This is definitely revenge for the slap.

                                            > Celestia skuffs the ground with her hoof.

                                            > "Mind if I try someplace other than your face?"

                                            "Sure? What do you have in mind?"

                                            > She magics you into a sitting position, your legs loosely in front of you.

                                            > Celestia sits down on your lap, and presses her ass right up against you.

                                            > As she settles, your newly acquired boner is nestled between her hills.

                                            > She magics your arms around her, and you can definitely get used to this kind of-

                                            > Warm, chunky liquid drenches your crotch as sunbutt splorches out some of the worst smelling diarrhea you had the sad fate of witnessing.

                                            > You can feel her stomach muscles clench and relax as the onslaught continues.

                                            > Beyond all reason, your boner is still hard, still enjoying the tight confines of the Celestial Rump, even through your sodden pants.

                                            > You blank your mind of everything, and bury your nose in Celestia's fur.

                                            > It helps, somewhat.

                                            > At last, she gingerly stands, and you can see both the splotch where the poop on your lips pressed into her back, and the stain of her soupy discharge between her cheeks.

                                            > Anon Jr. stands at attention, and you are starting to wonder if Luna wasn't right after all.

                                            > Eh, like that will stop you from blackmailing her like crazy.

                                            > Celestia gives you a nervous smile, and you wonder if someone else had a surprising amount of fun.

                                            > "What do you think, Anon?"

                                            > Honestly?

                                            "A bit of an acquired taste, and definitely better away from the face."

                                            > Sunbutt's smile becomes a little wider.

                                            > "Glad I could help. Pardon me, but I must get back to my duties. Good luck, you two."

                                            > You stand up by Luna and watch Celestia leave.

                                            > Luna gives you an irritated look.

                                            > "Is our waste insufficient for thy desires?"

                                            > She did not just-

                                            > You glare at her.

                                            "Should I tell her about your unofficial toilet?"

                                            > Suddenly sheepish, she shakes her head.

                                            "Good. Now, you are going to sample a different perversion of my kind. Suck my dick."

                                            > "What! Thou must be-"

                                            > You step in closer, your stained lips a bare centimeter from her flared nostrils.

                                            "You."

                                            > You drop your pants, freeing your cock.

                                            "Owe."

                                            > You grab her horn at the base and push down.

                                            "Me."

                                            > She tries to recoil at the scent of your tainted dick, but you hold her steady.

                                            "Now do as I say, and things don't have to get uglier than they already are."

                                            > She glares up at you.

                                            > "Thou art fortunate I am a mare of my word."

                                            > She gingerly opens her mouth, her breath ghosting across your slowly drying shaft.

                                            > Impatient, you stick the head of your penis between her lips.

                                            > She spits it back out, renewing her glare.

                                            > Okay, now you have discovered two fetishes in one day.

                                            > You keep one hand on her horn, and put the other on the back of her head, and force her to accept the full length of your cock.

                                            > Her tongue squirms to avoid the taste of Celestia's rancid soup, but there is nowhere to go.

                                            > Tears gather in her eyes as she experiences the full impact of that terrible dick coating you endured.

                                            > You start thrusting into her mouth, probing its surfaces with your dick.

                                            > Luna tries to keep her tongue out of the way, but you score several full length hits and more minor grazes.

                                            > You feel yourself getting close as a strand of drool escapes the corner of her mouth.

                                            > Her eyes roll back as you plunge your dick in and out of her mouth with savage intensity.

                                            > You feel your balls tighten, and you clutch moonbutt's head to your groin, shooting your load into the back of her mouth.

                                            > She reflexively swallows, then her eyes open wide as she realizes what she just did.

                                            > You pull out, and she spits the leftovers onto the ground.

                                            > "Art thou sated?"

                                            > Luna stands scowling before you, her cheeks flushed, and a bit of semen dangling from her chin.

                                            "For now. You dirty mare."


                                            End.