>Day peak of the lunar cycle in Erectustria
>Nah, it’s Equestria but for some reason everyone is human
>Truly the paradise of a filthy >no hooves peasant
>Just like yours truly
>You are Anonymous, walking down the main street of Canterlot without a care in the world
>Fuck it, tonight was the Harvest Moon Festival, the best night of the year
>The one time of the year that Princess Luna, patron goddess of all those cursed to work the night shift at Wal-Maret
>Like you
>Fuck the corporate machine!
>Though they’d been kind enough to allow all you monstrous beasts the night off
>Bless their black and twisted souls
>But enough about your anger towards the apparatus
>There was a festival to get to
>As it was every year, less than half the people who attended the Summer Sun Celebration had come to this event
>Almost all were edgy teens who had snuck out to see it, mostly because their parents were just squares that couldn’t tell them what to do man!
>But some came to try and hook up
>Did you mention that, while frowned upon, boning in public wasn’t technically illegal?
>Well, you had now
>Kinda weird for such a conservative society to pass that thing totally over
>But then, you’re in a world where gods raise the sun and moon, and sometimes walk among you mere mortals
>Finally, you arrive at the Plaza of Selena for the ceremonies
>The skies have grown darker, as Celestia lowers the sun in preparation for her sister to do the holiday justice, for the first time since her return
>Finally, a figure walks from the portcullis connecting the plaza to the castle
>Yes, finally after all this waiting, IT’S--!
>A Lunar guard
>Wait wut
>”Attention all thee attendees of the Harvest Moon Celebration, the goddess of the moon, her mightiness and most iridescent Princess Luna, has postponed the festivities indefinitely.”
>A collective moan echoes from the collected Luna groupies, you among them
>This was bullshit, your one night off and it’s ruined by this…this…bureaucrat!
>Well, technically a guard that protected the goddess, but still
>”The princess most high sends her regards to each of you, and hopes that you understand her decision. Good night to you all, and happy Harvest!”
>The crowd begins to disperse, save for a few horny teens who thought they were being sneaky
>And you
>A rage grows deep in your heart and soul
>You, a creature of the night by circumstance, rejected by your goddess who you worshipped to a degree that some might consider unhealthy
>Nay you say!
>Utilizing all the stealth and infiltration skills you’ve garnered by sleeping with your Big Boss Luna dakimakura, you skillfully roll under the door, praying that the guard wouldn’t see
>You’re lucky enough that this guard is thicker than Celestia’s thighs, and you manage to make it beyond your first obstacle
>Now all you have to do it make it through a castle full of guards you’ve never been inside, to a room you’d never seen, and find a deity who may be in a wrathful mood and certainly wanted to be left alone, totally undetected
>You should have just gone to work like a good wage slave
-
>This castle was creepier at night
>Well, you’d never seen it during the day, but that didn’t mean the night didn’t make it creepier
>From the drab paintings to the haunting statues, this was closer to a haunted house than a royal palace
>But you could definitely tell you were going in the right direction
>You just followed the moon tapestries
>There were a lot of them
>But strangely, you had yet to see any guards besides those on the walls
>You weren’t going to question your good fortune though
>Rounding one last corner, you see a grand door that must be the way to your prize
>As you approach you take it all in
>The entire archway around it was outlined in delicate silver filigree, the door itself was decorated with strange and arcane runes of enamel, and the entire portal was dominated by a gigantic ivory moon relief
>This was it; everything in your life had led up to this moment
>You push on the doors, straining with all the might in your admittedly scrawny body to open the door and claim your prize
>But they refuse to budge
>The nerve! So far had you come and only a pair of very pretty wooden doors stand between you and your rightfully earned glimpse of the divine
>A righteous fury builds itself in your chest, and you invoke many arcane hexes and heap damnations upon the very soul of the accursed builder who crafted such a magnificent, imperious, and invincible portal to all of your hopes and dre—!
>Wait, there’s a handle to pull
>Maybe if you hadn’t dropped out of school you’d be a little smarter, but algebra was for squares daddy-o and you were hip to the beat
>You remind yourself once again that a GED might afford you better work, and then pull on the officious haft
>The hinges opens with a desperate creak, as though not touched for years
>Your glimpse inside reveals an entirely dark room, with many pieces of furniture covered in canvas sheets
>That’s strange, wasn’t there supposed to be a princess living in here?
>You decide it couldn’t hurt to take a look about inside, and step through the door
>A flash of movement catches in the corner of your eye
>You turn towards it, but whatever had been there was already gone
>The hairs on your neck stand on end, as a breeze rolls in from the window
>Is it just your eyes messing with you, or did the room get darker?
>A glance over to the window reveals that not only is the moon hanging in the sky, but that the portal is closed as well
>Then a voice speaks from behind you
>”Who is this that has found his way into my room? Be thou a servant, or perhaps a tenacious guardsman that found himself wondering at the splendor that was the goddess of the moon?”
>Your shriek would deafen dogs, and you swear you hear a guard cry out in pain and whine about medical benefits
>But you’ve scrambled away from the voice and tripped over a trunk, sending yourself sprawling on a bed that could best be described as “Emperor of the Known Universe” sized
>You whip around and finally lay eyes on the wrathful goddess whom you’d pledged your life and very soul to since you first began working a mediocre job
>And she’s tittering like a little girl
>”Hey did I, like, scare you little guy? Sorry about that, my boring sister said I should talk ‘more like a ruler of half the kingdom and less like, like, a teenage dummy’. ‘Cause, like, she’d really know how to be cool. She’s just a stuck up old nag that doesn’t know how to have fun.”
>While she’s rambling, you take the opportunity to gaze at her body
>Or rather, what little isn’t eclipsed by her titanic breasts
>If Celestia’s were comets, Luna’s could best be described as fledgling planets
>But behind them you could just see an hourglass that exploded into thick thighs that looked able to propel her over mountains in a single leap
>And gods help you if she wasn’t easily seven-feet tall
>And she’s staring at you, Anon, say something retard!
“Uhhh, what?”
>Genius, soldier
>Luna rolls her eyes and starts over
>”I was saying that, like, I wanna know who you are and how you made it past all the guards. I mean, there ARE guards out there right? My stupid sister didn’t send them off duty again, did she?”
>Your eyes flicker back and forth, looking for an escape while you stall her
“N-no I didn’t see any guards. B-but I could go find some if you want!”
>Luna stomps her foot in frustration
>”That’s just like her! Taking all the good guys for her and leaving nothing for me.  It’s, like, totally unfair. She’s years older than me, she had her chance to get good dick already!”
>You really wish you could follow this conversation, when you notice she’s staring at you again
>This time though, there’s less expectation and more predation there
>”Say, like, you’re a guy aren’t you?”
>Quick, think of a witty reply!
“Y-yes I have a penis.”
>For fuck sake brain, sort your shit out
>’Bro, I can’t do shit with boner taking all the juice for himself!’
>’You shut your fucking mouth, nerd! This is a chance to bang a literal goddess!’
>Well that was getting you nowhere
>Meanwhile, Luna’s managed to get nearly on top of you, grinning madly
>”Hey, I’ve like, got a deal to cut with you.”
>You leave the squabbling organs in the background and respond as best you can
“What would that be?”
>She lies down beside you, draping a hand over your chest which not only makes your heart skip several beats before your brain can smack it back to rhythm, but has the added effect of pinning you in place
>”Like, I haven’t got a good fuck since my dumb sister sent me to the moon. And now that I had a chance to get out there, she went and, like, cancelled my thing! That’s totally unfo- unforg-, totally mean!”
>Where was she going with this?
>More importantly, would you be able to survive it?
>”So, like, I want you to fuck me. But not just fuck me; I want you to make me your dirty slut, not just a fuck for anyone but YOUR slut. I wanna be your plaything, your cocksleeve. Can you, like, handle that?”
>Oh god, your dong was expanded
>You had reached a point where your brain was shutting down entire sections just so you didn’t die of blood loss
>But your boner was having the time of his life
>What little of your brain was left, for once, agreed with the ever growing erection
>You could win! You feel great! You. Could. Do. This.
>Something deep inside you snaps, and suddenly the timid little voice that had always been so loud had disappeared
>The alpha that had been hidden away so long rises
>And with it, the final threshold on your dong are loosed
>You grip her arm with a strength you had not had previously, and move it off your chest
>Luna gasps in surprise, but it quickly turns to a low moan
>Apparently she was surprised too
“First rule: if you’re going to be my, for lack of a better term pet, then you’ll only touch me when I tell you.”
>She squeaks and nods, so you let her arm go and stand up
>Luna follows your lead, but no, that wouldn’t do
>You grip her shoulder tightly and push down on it
>Either you got stronger in the past few seconds, or she’s humouring you, because she falls to her knees immediately
“Rule two: you’re lower than me, slut. That means you’re lower than everyone else around too. So you’d better spend most of your time down there if you know what’s good for you.”
>She whimpers and for a moment you actually feel guilty about what you’re doing
>Then you remember she’s a seven foot tall moon goddess who has the power to kill you with an angry glance
>No really bad feelings after that disturbing thought
>You put your hands on your hips and glare down at her
“I don’t suppose you’d have any collars in here, my little pet?”
>She whimpers again and shakes her head
>You sigh in mock irritation
“Fucking airhead, you should always be ready for your master. Tomorrow we’ll just have to go out and get some proper supplies for you, I suppose.”
>With that you sit down heavily in the bed
>In spite of your reversed sleep schedule, you were feeling entirely drained
>Flopping back, you notice Luna still kneeling on the floor
“Luna, get up here.”
>She immediately hops up on the bed and lays down next to you, nuzzling your neck
>D’aww if she wasn’t just the cutest thing
>But then, for whatever reason, your brain diverts enough blood to think something that brings  sense of dread to your core
“Luna, what are you going to tell Celestia about some guy hanging around your wing of the castle?”
>Luna giggles airily, a pleasant noise you must remember to hear again
>”Like, I’ll just tell her you’re my new royal con- conso- fuckbuddy. Then she can’t like, take you away and you get paid! Then you can, like, buy me pretty things to wear and stuff.”
>You turn your head over to face her with a disapproving look
“Luna, you’re co-ruler of the fucking kingdom. Why do you need me to buy you things?”
>She titters again like it’s obvious, and rolls so her back is facing you, butt stuck well out behind her
>”Like, you’re my master now.  A pet can’t, like, spend money. Duh! I thought you were smart.”
>You smack her ass for the sass, eliciting an adorable squeak
“Don’t back talk Master Anonymous, you dirty slut. Now let’s get some shuteye, I’m exhausted.”
>Your boner rages in the background noise of your body, but all the rest think he doth protest too much
>Luna drops off just before you do, her gentle snore sounding more like purring
>And just before you follow, one final thought presses through your mind
>You’re the master of a goddess
>The twittering of birds pulls you from your gentle slumber
>Fucking sparrows, always on their smartphones, posting weird updates
>And always about oviposition too
>Like the Scott L. Rid’s ‘Alium’ series hadn’t given you enough nightmares already
>And what’s that smell?
>It’s like someone poured jasmine into a field of lilies
>Damn that was poetic, maybe if you opened your eyes you’d see just what made your brain so artful
>Oh shit
>Oh SHIT
>How drunk had you been the night before to end up in bed with Luna?
>’You weren’t drunk, retard! Boner just stole all the blood from me so it’s hard to remember.’
>Hey, thanks brain mind running by me what happened?
>’Dude, Luna wants you to fuck her right innapussy!’
>’FUCK YOU BONER DON’T STEAL MY THUNDER YOU DICK!’
>Wait what
>It finally comes back to you, Luna’s ambush, her strange and yet arousing way of speaking, those monstrous tits
>Confidence restored, you sit up and stretch before walking out to the balcony and soaking up some well needed sunrays
>Judging by how the sun is barely peeking over the horizon, it’s probably around six in the morning
>But you weren’t feeling tired, so what to do…
>You still needed to give your new pet some exercise, that’d be a good start
>With an idea in your mind and a vile grin growing on your face, you enter the room again and lean over Luna’s head
“Luna, it’s time to wake up.”
>You whisper your words gently in her ear
>She moans and covers her face with an upthrown arm
>”Jus’ five more minutes. I’m, like so totally sleepy.”
>You raise your hand and bring it down in quick succession, right on her ample buttocks
>She squeals and jumps awake, glaring at you
>”What’d you do that for, you buzzkill? I was like, having this super hot dream where three guys were fucking me all at once. I never felt so full.”
>You lean in again and grab her tit
“Oh my little slut, did you forget who I was so quickly?”
>Her eyes widen and her face flushes brightly
>Her head drops immediately and she shrinks back from your touch
>”I’m, like, so sorry master. I get really grumpy when I’m woken up. I didn’t mean to talk like that to you, honest!”
>You shake your head slowly, not so much enjoying the groveling as you are the simple idea of lording over Luna
“Sorry, bitch; the only way to prove it is punishment. Bend over.”
>Luna hesitates, so you decide to speed things up a bit
>You sit down on the bed and take a handful of her ethereal hair and pull her over your knee, barely hard enough to hurt but enough that she didn’t hesitate anymore
>Then you piston your hand down on her ass
>She yelps like a little pup, but you clamp a hand over her mouth, you don’t want the guards hearing
“Be quiet, or it’ll be much worse for you.”
>She whimpers lightly but nods, the flush from earlier growing deeper on her cheeks
>You spank her again, just as hard, but this time she only lets out a little squeak
>Twice more and you’re finished, and so is she
>Your hand came away with a little bit of sticky liquid on the last strike, and Luna was panting like a hound
>You hold your soiled hand in front of her face
“Look at this, you dirty slut. Now my hand is all messy, and we’ve got to clean it up.”
>She leans closer to your sopping digits, tongue reaching towards them eagerly
>But you pull your hand away and push her off you, then stand in front of her
“No, you’ve been a bad girl and don’t get any treats. Come on, let’s get to the shower.”
>She begins to stand, but you push her onto her knees
“When you’re not in public or in a hurry, you’ll be on your hands and knees. If you ever get upgraded from ‘slut’ to ‘pet’, which would be a big step indeed, then you can walk. But for now, you stay down there, understand?”
>She nods and crawls along after you as you both enter the en suite
>En suite is, like all such mundane terms applied to the castle, an understatement
>It was nearly the size of your living room in your apartment
>You turn the walk in shower up, and strip down to your briefs
>Fuck boxers anyway, you liked your cock secure not flopping about
>’And suffocating, you asshole.’
>Hush now, there’s a lady watching
>You turn to her and motion for her to rise
>She obeys you immediately, staring at you with those bright but blank eyes
“Lift your arms up, unless you want that shirt cut off.”
>Once again, she obeys you without hesitation
>As you pull the shirt over her head, which she obligingly ducks for your sake, you think of how odd it is that a seven foot tall goddess has a jersey that ready ‘Girlbutt Packers’ on it
>But then, she’s strange in all sorts of ways
>And holy shit, you finally gaze upon those breasts unencumbered by the pitiful cloth of man
>Truly they were the most glorious globes of majesty you’d seen in all your time on this world
>Milky, flawless skin, perfectly sized areolas with a pair of nipples protruding from the middle, a smattering of freckles across the collarbone that ran down her cleavage and over the tops of her breasts
>Like looking upon a wonder of the world, was this sight
>’Hey, fuckwit, are you gonna stand there talking like Burns all day, or get in there and motorboat those titays?’
>’Boner, why are you always so vulgar?’
>You tune out your apparent schizophrenia and instead remove your briefs and step into the steaming shower
>Luna kneels down, then follows right behind you
>The heat of the water has already steamed the air and glass, and as the searing streams run down your body, you run your fingers through Luna’s empyrean mane
>It leaves your fingertips tingling with some kind of otherworldly energy, and Luna presses up into your palm for more
>Man, she was actually playing the role really well
>That or she really got off on this shit
>’Look, dude, are you gonna get some now or pussy out like you did last time? I’m fuckin’ dying over here!’
>’For god’s sake Boner, would you just simmer down already? I’ve lost enough power as it is thanks to your constant inflation.’
>’Yer just mad ‘cause I get the girl, and you get the emotional bullshit.’
>Guys, stuff it I’m having a moment
>But the boner is right, you could really go for some tension release right about now
>’Fuck yeah I’m right, dude!’
>You put a finger on Luna’s chin and push her head up till she’s looking you in the eye
>If you didn’t know better, hers had constellations in them
“Luna, would you like some breakfast?”
>Your cock twitches and bounces against her chin, making her smile like a fox
>”I’d, like, love some master. I’m gonna need the protein to keep my size after all.”
>She teases you like a pro, starting by just rolling her tongue around the head of your dick
>Of course, with all the pre dripping into her mouth, she’s had a taste before long and wants more
>It doesn’t take her long to get you into her mouth, and from there it’s straight into her throat
>She doesn’t gag once, but somehow keeps up a rhythm with the muscles in her throat that massage your shaft better than anything
>Her tongue is constantly active, moving up, down, and every other direction along your throbbing cock
>And then she begins massaging your balls, and you damn near shoot off right there
>But no, not yet
>Her locks hide one of her uncanny eyes, but the other gazes up at you with a knowing look
>She pulls the head of your dick back into her mouth, then massages the tip with her tongue
>Finally, you cum
>And she keeps going, swallowing every drop you can give and then, just when you think you can’t possible cum any more, she does something incredible with that skilled tongue and a little bit more leaks out
>At last, you can’t take any more and pull her head back and hold her there for a moment
>Luna stares at you and licks her lips, slow and seductive
>You want to kiss her, you want to get close and cuddle with her
>You settle for patting her on the head and helping her to her feet
>She giggles as you take the soap and begin washing her body, constantly swinging her hips hypnotically and bumping against your crotch ‘by accident’
>Then you pause for a moment, the alpha finally beating out the beta that had returned in the afterglow
>You spank her ass and forcefully turn her around
>She stares at you with those doe eyes, begging for a fuck
“Wash me.”
>She’s obviously disappointed, but that didn’t matter to you right now
>You had a plan for exactly what you two would do
-
>After the shower, you’d dressed in the same clothes that you had been wearing yesterday
>And had slept in
>Gross, but there wasn’t much of an option with all of your stuff back home
>Luna had said she’d send some servants to bring it over while you two went out
>She’d initially objected when you said you’d be the one to dress her
>Some of her was resisting you, even though she’d asked for you to be her master
>But while you picked out her clothes, three ideas of why went through your mind
>Either A) she was subconsciously resisting you due to years of being a ruler, B) she was doing it deliberately in hopes of being punished again, or C) she wanted to go out naked
>You discard the first one, since she just got back from a millennium on the moon
>The second one seems the most likely, but the third one
>You know you can’t just bring her out naked, but…
>Digging through the cupboard while Luna sits behind you, shivering lightly from the breeze coming through the open window, you find your prize
>A lacy, midnight blue bra and a thong with, to your endless amusement, the words ‘Moon Cake’ stenciled on the crotch
>You toss them to her before turning around, barely keeping a straight face
“Put them on, that’s what you’ll be wearing today.”
>She frowns up at you, even as she slides easily into them
>”But aren’t we, like, going out in public today? These are totally too skimpy!”
>She struggles with fitting the clasp on her bra, before you walk over and help her close it
>You take a handful of her breast in one hand, making her blush
“That’s the idea, Luna. I want to show off to the world that my slut has a better body than even Celestia. How else would I do that than letting everyone see exactly what I mean?”
>She bites her lip, but nods in agreement
>For that, you kiss her on the forehead and pat her cheek
“Good girl. Now let’s get going, the pet store’s been open for an hour at least.”
>You begin the walk out of the castle, Luna following eagerly on your heels
>You’ve let her stand, it was more efficient after all and the sooner you got back to the bedroom the better
>You stop when you finally find a guard, so that Luna can get him to bring your shit to the castle
>He stands at attention when you stop in front of him, so you gesture Luna forward to talk to him
>”Hey, guard, we like, need you to grab some of your friends and bring Anonym—“
>You spank her rump when she says your first name, and she yelps before correcting herself rapidly
>”I-I mean I need you to get MASTER’S stuff, from his apartment in, uh, where was it again master?”
>She turns to you when she asks, but you answer the guard instead
“1024 Memorial Way. I’m in apartment 502, here are the keys. I do hope that none of my stuff goes missing, it would be regrettable.”
>The guard gulps and stares straight ahead, trying to pointedly ignore Luna’s state of dress
>”If I may ask, princess, who is this man?”
>Luna once again looks to you for confirmation, but you simply gesture for her to give an answer
>After all, you’d decide whether it was acceptable or not
>”He’s, uh, the new royal cons—consult—advisor guy. He’s gonna live with me because Tia is a total drag and there’s, like, no one in this wing since my dumb sister took all the guards away.”
>The guard stays silent, but simply nods
>Maybe he knew how much of a bore Celestia was, maybe he bought the idea of you being an advisor
>Maybe he was just distracted by the new spear growing out of his pants
“I expect my stuff in Luna’s room by the time we get back. Should be…two hours maybe? Plenty of time, the apartment is only ten minutes from here anyway. Good day.”
>With that, you stride off again, Luna blissfully following without a care for the guard’s discomfort
>She probably didn’t even notice
>It doesn’t take long after leaving the palace grounds to reach your destination
-
>You are Pet Shop, owner of Canterlot’s premiere pet emporium
>Yeah, your parents must have had something in mind when they’d named you
>But it didn’t matter, you were now the proud owner of The Roost, and catered to some of the most exotic animal needs in the city
>The bell tinkles and you turn around, recognizing your old buddy Anonymous as he walks through the door
>You’d both dropped out at the same time, though you ended up a bit better off because of your parents
“Hey Anonymous, how ya doing bud?”
>You greet him as usual, but suddenly your brain registers the being standing behind him
“P-princess Luna! I’m honored to have you as a customer in my little store. Please let me know if anything isn’t to your liki—“
>Your voice catches in your throat as you finally process what she’s wearing
>It was generous to even call it ‘lingerie’, it looked more like a few doilies sewn together with dental floss
>She responds in a bubbly voice
>”Hi there mister shop owner, do you like my clothes? Master picked them out especially for me!”
>Anon turns to Luna and speaks in a low, but just audible to you, voice
>”What have I said about speaking out of turn.”
>To your incredulity, the goddess of the moon blushes and looks down like a kid caught cheating
>”To not to, master.”
>He pats her head before turning back to you
>”Sorry about that, Shop. Now, I need a collar and leash; a nice one, mind, maybe in a dark blue with silver studs. Think you have one that meets the description?”
>Still stunned by how he handled the princess, and moreover by the princess’ response, you numbly nod and walk to the storeroom
>How did Anon do that and not get vapourized?
>Had he hypnotized her? Cast some ancient curse to enslave gods?
>You remember the Arcanum class that you’d both taken before the drop out, and an ancient tablet broken in two
>It had the head of a bear with the sun in its mouth
>The teacher had said that the tablet, in its entirety, was theorized to have a spell that would chain the gods themselves to whomever cast it successfully
>Apparently the second piece had never been found, but you remember how much of an interest Anon took in that section
>The thought chilled you, but then there was no way that you could bring such a thing up because of the only two outcomes
>A) that Anonymous gets angry and makes you his slave or strikes you down on the spot with his awesome wizardry, or B) Luna gets angry at you for daring to believe a goddess could be dominated so easily and strikes you down for your impertinence
>Best to just go along with it
>Seems your brain had been working on autopilot, because you’d managed to find a collar that perfectly fit Anon’s description
>Beautifully deep, nearly purple, blue with silver studs in alternating shapes of a star and a moon
>As fortune would have it a matching lead was already attached, the same blue with silver trim but no studs
>You prayed that this would be good enough for your new wizard overlord and/or a potentially insane goddess
>After all, you still remembered why she was sent to the moon
>You walk back to the front of the store to the sight of Anonymous massaging Luna’s breast, while the goddess bites her lip and holds her hands behind her back
>When he hears you approach, he turns with his hand still grasping her breast and smiles
>”Hey man, that’s just what I wanted. How much for it?”
>You have to nearly bite your tongue to stop the objection growing in your throat
>Luna knew better than you, she had to, she was a goddess
“D-don’t worry about it. On the house.”
>Just please, PLEASE leave the store
>He keeps talking though, and squeezing Luna’s tit regularly
>”Come on, dude. That’s gotta be a pricy piece, just name it.”
>For fuck sake Anon!
“Uh, it’s would usually be fifteen bits each, but I’ll give you both for twenty all together. You’re buying them as a set after all.”
>He finally, mercifully, let’s go of Luna’s tit and digs out his wallet
>To your ever growing amazement, the princess looks disappointed that Anon is molesting her anymore
>As you take the payment and hand over the leash, your brain just barely avoids short circuiting while processing that
>Then he does the unthinkable
>He beckons Luna to bend down, which she does with a look of curiosity in her eyes
>And then, with a grin that makes you think of a wolf, he clips the collar around her neck and tightens it until Luna nods
>For some reason, he tightens it a bit more for good measure, then clips the leash onto it
>You’re in total shock; your world has been flipped, turned upside down even
>And then, as Anonymous walks out the door, an odd thought flicks through your brain
>Your buddy Anon sure has some bizarre adventures
>Once more you inhabit the body of the green freak Anonymous
>Wait, you always have
>May the ghost of Zyklon Ben ever curse the strange fetishes of your parents!
>You’ve just left the pet store after a successful shopping trip
>You can’t believe that Pet Shop managed to find a perfect collar and leash for you
>Almost as unbelievable as the fact that no one has stopped you yet
>But on the way back, you begin to notice a pattern which leads to a plausible conclusion
>Whenever you walk past people on the street, they make it a point to ignore you
>Or more specifically, Luna
>They catch a glimpse and immediately turn their heads or look at their feet
>Finally, your curiosity wins you over and you ask Luna
>”Oh them? That’s, like, a super outdated law that I guess my dumb sister never got around to reforming or whatever. ‘Thou shalt not gaze upon thine rulers bodies with lust’ or something I think.”
>She shrugs and prattles on
>”It’s, like, a total bummer. I wanna have guys fuck me with their eyes all the time. It’s, like, almost a substitute for the real thing.”
>You stop suddenly, something about the tone of her voice wasn’t quite right
>She keeps walking, babbling about it, until the lead snaps tight and she nearly falls backwards from surprise
>That tone though, almost disappointment
>And you didn’t see, but you were sure her eyes had been laid on your ass for the entire walk
>There was no way she wanted…
>Unless
>Fingers snapping in front of your face wake you from your stupor
>”Uh, hey master? You totally spaced out on me.”
>You stare into her eyes and, once more, the alpha overrides your basic common sense and decency
>What little there was left anyway
“Luna, take off your panties.”
>She looks confused, but you force the issue and slide one of the straps halfway off
>She takes over, and you see that glint you’d been looking for
>The look of total submission, of depraved urges
>And when you reach down and stick a finger inside of her, her convulsion nearly pulls your hand inside
>And yet, her face flushes as if she’s embarrassed
>You pull your finger out and reach down to the ground, recovering her panties
>Using the front of them, you clean your fingers and stuff them inside your pocket
>”Uh master could I, like, have those back? I kinda need them…”
>You look down and notice that she’s rubbing her thighs together, trying to stem the flow of juice from her aching pussy
>But no, you were a cruel and unmerciful bastard weren’t you?
“We’re almost home, slut. You can deal with being naked for that long can’t you? I’m sure it’s not the first time.”
>Her avoiding your gaze and blushing harder tells the whole story
>But still, you’re weren’t entirely deprave so you pat her cheek
“Oh don’t you worry, I’ll scratch that itch for you soon.”
>She immediately perks up, and you take off once again
>Then you notice, ancient laws or no, people are staring
>Literally everyone that had seen what you’d just done
>But no one stopped you
>What a strange land this is, you think to yourself as you enter the palace gates once again
>’Ay fuck that dude, we’re getting some moon pussy tonight!’
>’Dammit Boner, do you always have to be so vulgar?’
>’Damn Brain, you’re really not all you’re cracked up to be if you’ve gotta ask a god damned PENIS that.’
>Great, the schizophrenia had returned with a vengeance
>And then, before you realize it, there’s an armoured gauntlet on your shoulder and a hand yanking the lead away from you
“Hey what the fu--?”
>”Mister Anonymous, you’ll have to come with us. Her Excellency, goddess most high, Princess Celestia has requested an audience. Princess Luna, you are also requested to attend.”
>Four more guards come out of the woodwork, ceremonial spears held at an angle, not quite pointed at you
>So much for a request
“Well fellas, I’d love to attend the audience. Won’t you come along with me too, pet?”
>The guards look stunned by your casual sounding remark, and when Luna nods with a smile on her face their jaws hit the floor
>Was the Chester Bennington making your heart stop in the distance?
>Ah well, all you know is that you’ve won this battle
>They lead the two of you to a pair of massive doors, one decorated with an ivory moon, the other with a jasper sun
>Must be the grand audience chamber or some shit
>Your guards escort you inside, where a figure sits in the distance on a throne cast in shadow by the late afternoon sun
>The enthroned silhouette makes a gesture with its hand and the guards promptly let you go, turn around, and walk out
>The doors boom behind you as they close, then the figure speaks in a commanding and matronly voice, regal enough that you swear your pubes just became dukes
>’Classy.’
>Shut up brain, you didn’t come up with anything better
>”Luna, just what in the fuck am I going to do with you?”
>Before you can answer for Luna, or even react to Celestia’s words, the moon goddess shouts back
>”You could, like, stay the fuck outta my life! I swear to mom, Tia, you just want all the dick for yourself!”
>Celestia pinches the bridge of her nose and sighs heavily
>Probably not the first time she’s had this conversation
>”Luna if I’ve told you once, I’ve told you ten thousand times. We’re princesses, gods to all the people of this land. We can’t just go around chasing after tail wherever we see it!”
>Luna looks like a toddler after being told there’s no candy left and Christmas is still six months away
>”But we’re GODS. Can’t we, like, do whatever we want?”
>She sounds like the toddler too
>Celestia comes down from her throne, and as she approaches you realize something about her
>She’s almost totally flat
>If Luna’s were planetoids, Celestia’s were pancakes
>It was such a bizarre dichotomy, and you were caught staring
>But Celestia just walks past you, eyes locked on her sister
>She places a hand on Luna’s cheek and smiles maternally
>”We can, Luna. But that’s the problem, we can do whatever we want but we shouldn’t. We could certainly control these peoples’ very lives, play with them like toys.”
>Luna licks her lips a bit at that, and your dong awakens
>”But we shouldn’t do that, and do you know why?”
>Luna looks at her feet and kicks the dirt, looking for all the world like a gigantic ten year old
>With gigantic tits
>”Because people were made with free will and as gods we need to uphold that will.”
>She looks back up and glares at her sister defiantly
>”But I, like, wasn’t controlling anyone this time! Nonny, I mean, master totally broke into my room! He was, like, super cute so that didn’t hurt, but I didn’t mind control him or junk.”
>Celestia’s eyes narrow and suddenly she turns her wrath on you
>”Is this true, Anonymous?”
>Could you do it? Could you slide the god of all the land for the past millennium?
>’Don’t be retarded.’
>’Yo I’m agreeing with nerd on this one. Shit’s bad.’
>Of course not
>So instead, you look her right in the eye and answer in a clear, strong voice
“Yeah, I did.”
>She sighs heavily and rubs her eyes
>Luna butts in almost immediately
>And probably makes things that much worse
>”And I pardoned him of, like, breaking and entering. Oh, and gazing on the princess’ lustfully. And like, anything else because he’s a good fuck.”
>You swear you just saw a vein pulse in Celestia’s forehead
>”Well, Luna, if Anonymous has been declared innocent of all charges there’s not much I can do. And since I didn’t have the foresight to prepare a law against public indecency while you were…on vacation, then I can’t charge you for that either. Just, please dear sister, be careful. Remember what landed you on that body in the first place.”
>Luna crosses her arms and pouts at her sister
>”Hey it’s, like, not like I asked mom to give me these great tits and amazing ass! So it’s totally her fault.”
>That’s it, the nerve has been struck
>”Well I didn’t ask mom for a fucking whore of a sister that threw herself at every cock that came within a ten miles radius! I didn’t ask mom to be put in charge of a child with the powers of a god, body of a slut, and the mind of a child!”
>And the Oscar goes to
>Luna’s reaction is immediate and visible
>Her hair stops moving, her eyes loose all their luster, tears form in them
>Celestia, for her part, is clearly immediately regretting her decision
>But Luna runs off before Celestia can say a word of apology
>Sun “lack thereof” Butt turns to you and her sorrow turns to fury
>”Anonymous, I swear by the Old Ones if you don’t fix my sister I’ll feed you to Tirek.”
>You scratch your chin and stare up at her
“Two things: what’s in it for me, and what the hell’s a Tirek?”
>Celestia stares you down for a solid minute, then her façade breaks and she leans down to you
>And then, she whispers exactly what she’ll do in your ear
>Your smile, and dong, grew three sizes in that moment
“Well, princess, you’ve got yourself a deal. I guess I’m kinda responsible for her, being the master and everything.”
>Celestia winces but manages to grin thinly at you
>”Yeah, you are. Now go fix her, please.”
>You return the smile and strut away
>Mostly because you knew how to fix this, and that meant a bonus on top of Luna
>Oh this was turning out to be a good day
-
>You gently pull the door to Luna’s room open
>The sun has set since the two sisters had talked
>You were amazed how long it had taken you to navigate from the arbitrary center to the Lunar wing
>Damn this castle was big
>It was a cloudy night too, and either the clouds had obscured the moon or it hadn’t risen at all
>The door creaks loudly as it did the first time you entered, but this time your eyes are drawn to a figure curled up on the bed, shaking gently
>So you do the only thing you can think of doing, walk over and sit down on the bed
>She pulls away when you touch her shoulder, so you do that which you’re best at
>Talking
“Did I ever tell you about my brother, Luna?”
>She stays quiet, but you hear the rustling on the sheets as she moves
>So you continue
“He was a total dick to me. Always beat me up, called me names and shit. Hell, even when our parents split he kept on going. One this that was always brought up was my favourite little toy, a little plastic monster. If you pressed a button on its belly, its eyes lit up. So, in that childish fashion, I called him ‘Bright Eyes’.”
>You hear a snicker and sniffle from behind you, so you keep going
“Well one day I was playing with that toy alone like usual, and some little shit comes up to me and says he wants to play with ‘Gamora’ or something. Of course, I had no clue what he was talking about. So he says the toy I’ve got is called Gamora and he wants to play with it. We got into a shouting match back and forth, then the guy shoves me over and takes it.”
>You chuckle a bit at the memory
“Well, my brother sees that and comes strutting over like the king of the fucking coop. Tells the bastard to give it back or get shit kicked. Of course, the dumbass has some friends there so he thinks he tough. So what does my brother do when he gets told to shove it? Breaks the kids fucking nose.”
>You hear Luna gasp behind you
>Was she really shocked by a schoolyard fight? She’d fought a war back in the day, hadn’t she?
“Yeah, his buddies scattered and I got the toy back. My brother got suspended for two weeks. Still brings that up every Christmas, ‘hey little bro, remember when I beat that kid up for your stupid toy? You still owe me, now help decorate the tree dammit!’ He’s a great guy, really.”
>You look behind you and see Luna staring up at you from her prone position on the bed, eyes still wet
>You place a hand on her cheek and pat gently
“My point is that even though siblings are sometimes huge bitches, or in her case completely flat, they’re always gonna be there for you. And hey, sometimes they’re right.”
>She frowns again and glares at you
>”But my sister is, like, super wrong!”
>You swat her still covered behind and she lets out a surprised eep
“Now now, don’t talk back to your master. Unless you want to be punished, of course.”
>Her gaze softens, but she sticks her tongue out at you
>You roll your eyes and grab her by the lead still attached to her collar, then drag her onto the floor
>She doesn’t resist at all, smoothly following you and kneeling in front of you
“You’ve been a very bad girl today. Showing yourself off, get wet because everyone was ogling your body, not responding instantly to your masters commands. We’re going to start untraining your slutiness.”
>Luna cocks her head at you
>”But, like, that doesn’t make sense, master. I’m not gonna stop loving cock!”
>You smile and crouch down, patting her cheek
“I’m not going to stop that, but you’re going to learn that masters cock is the only one you’ll ever take. Understand?”
>Realization dawns in her eyes
>”So I can’t get all my holes filled at once? But that’s, like, super unfair! You can’t do that to me master!”
>You set your jaw and pull her over to her gigantic wardrobe
“Where are your toys, slut?”
>She crosses her arms and looks away from you, pouting like a child
>”Not telling, you’ll take ‘em away.”
>You lean down and slap her ass with the end of her leash
>She yelps and rubs the sore spot
>”Last drawer, secret thing in the bottom.”
>It doesn’t take you long to find them
>And holy shit
>A sex store wouldn’t be able to get even half the stock and variety in this one drawer
>You look back at her
“So you were really a little whore before I came along, weren’t you?”
>She sticks her nose in the air
>”I’m, like, not apologizing for that.”
>You sigh heavily and pull out a random implement
>It’s a small, vibrating dildo
>And the perfect thing to start
“Pet, stand up and turn around.”
>She looks confused, but quickly follows your command
>As well she should
>And judging by all the juices running down her thighs, she was enjoying this
“Good girl, now bend over for master.”
>Again, she does it without hesitation
>She was downright eager for this
>Well, for what she expected you to do, not what she was going to get instead
>You rub the toy on her sopping pussy to lube it, making she shudder and moan quietly
>Once it’s wet you take it away and slowly slide it into her waiting ass
>She gasps and shudders for a moment at the change of stimulation
>”Masterrrrrr!”
>You slap her ass cheek
“Don’t you talk back, slut.  This is what you wanted isn’t it?”
>She whimpers but stays quiet, rubbing her thighs together and trying to stealthily slip a hand towards her aching vagina
>You slap it away though and dig out the remote for the toy
>Then, with a slight smirk on your face, you flip it to its lowest setting
>Another sharp intake of breath from your pet
>You walk around so you can face her and gesture for her to get on her knees once again
“Now Luna, I’m going to go and talk with your sister to let her know you’re alright. You’re going to stay here and wait for me. No touching yourself, and certainly no cumming. Understand?”
>She nods, continuing to rub her thighs together for any sort of stimulation
>You sigh heavily
“You’re not getting it. On the bed.”
>She jumps up eagerly, staring back at you and swaying her hips back and forth
>Oooh, to get into that
>She was more that eager, and definitely capable, probably would be the best fuck of your life
>But no, stay strong to the plan Anon!
>The plan is everything
>You tell her to lay on her back and spread her legs, something she does immediately
>Finally, you retrieve some rope from the bottom of her wardrobe
>You only had one idea of the reason for it
>Fortunately, it was your reason too
>When you return to her with the rope, her face falls
>”Y-you don’t, like, have to tie me up or anything. I’ll be a good slut while you’re out master. Totally no cumming or whatever!”
>You shake your head and make a loop around one of her feet, wrapping it around the bedframe and tying up her other foot as well to keep them spread
>Then you speak as you tie her arms behind her head to the headboard
“Sorry, pet, but I don’t trust little whores that love showing themselves off. But that toy will keep you good and ready for when I get back later.”
>As one last bit of torment, you pinch her clit before walking out the door
>She yelled at you to come back and fuck her, to make her your little bitch
>But you already knew she was
>And now, you had to meet Celestia
-
>You are Celestia, ruler of the land of Equestria, its sole guardian for the past thousand years, raiser of the sun and the mother of all
>And you’re pacing your room with nervous energy
>Anon would be back any moment, and you knew what you’d promised him
>It was all for the good of your sister though, you’d done it only for that
>It certainly wasn’t his wiry muscles or solid jawline no!
>That would mean you thought like your sister
>And you certainly didn’t think like that, no ma’am
>Several millennia of abstinence had left you calm, collected
>It gave you the ability to rule over the land even when you had to send your own sister away
>It kept you cool, composed, regal
>And now, a nervous wreck
>You couldn’t remember the last time you’d even let a man touch you
>Had you ever has a man touch you?
>It’s been far too long for you to remember
>A knock at the ornate door to your chamber startles you
>You can’t let him see you like this, distraught and disheveled!
“Just a moment, Anonymous!”
>That ought to buy you a moment
>You run into the bathroom and brush the few tangles from your ethereal locks and splash some water on your face
>One must always remain cool under pressure
>Putting a majestic smile on your face, you walk over and push the doors open
>There stood the strange man who your sister called ‘master’
>Leaning up against a wall
>You nearly pop an artery processing how entirely calm he was
>How was HE of all beings calm when approached by you, the goddess of the very sun in the sky
>It put you closer to toppling over the edge
>He stands straighter when you take a step out, though
>”Evening commissioner.”
>A shiver of goosebumps runs over your flawless skin
>Even his tone of voice was totally relaxed, almost like he didn’t even care about the se—what was about to happen
>And even though he was at least a foot shorter than you, when he puts his hand on your flat chest and pushes, you move back with him
>Into the room, across the mosaic of the sun that decorated the floor
>And finally, the back of your knees hit the bed and you fall backwards
>Your heart flutters at the sight of Anonymous standing tall above you, a cruel smile on his mouth
>It’s absolutely terrifying to have a mortal man towering above you, knowing what he intends for your eternal, gentle body
>And you’ve never been more excited
>He leans ever closer to you, until you feel his hot breath on your ear and whispers into your ear
>”You’re a slut, aren’t you Celestia?”
>Reality comes crashing down and your face turns beet red
>Not just from the embarrassment of how you’d acted, but from anger for Anonymous calling it out like that
>How dare this dirty peasant who invaded your castle call you, goddess of all a filthy slu—
>You moan and your back arches against your will as he slips a hand under your nightgown and strokes your aching womanhood
>You had no idea how sensitive you were
>You had no idea it would feel this good
>Your hips thrust at his hand but he draws it away, making you whine in displeasure
“W-why’d you stop? Just get it over with!”
>His smile grows as the hand he brought from your nethers comes and grips one of your barely budding breasts
>You blush and look away from him
>It was true, you’d never developed like Luna had and it was a constant sore spot between the two of you
>But pointing it out was just rude
>Anonymous doesn’t care though and grips your chin, forcing you to look back at him
>”Awww, is someone embarrassed about being flat? Well don’t you worry, even though there’s not much to work with I’ll make you love it anyway.”
>You give him the best stare of god you can, but your lower lip trembles as his hand mercilessly kneads your nipples
>Without you even registering, he slides himself underneath you and holds you close against his body
>He takes one of your arms and holds it behind your head
>It’s uncomfortable, but the feeling of him totally dominating you is more than enough to beat it out
>He rolls and forces you onto your face, putting his mouth against your ear once again
>”You see, Tia? You really are a slut, you enjoy me forcing you down, you love that it’s totally out of your control; you’re just like your sister. And I’m happy to feed that feeling, as long as you say it out loud. ‘I am a slut.’ That’s pretty easy to say, isn’t it?”
>He certainly did have a way with words
>Maybe just saying that to get your way wouldn’t be so bad…
>After all, you knew this was only a onetime thing
>Yes, you could do it; you could out do the manipulator
>”I’m waiting, princess. Say it and all your desires come true.”
>So you turn your head to the side, look him in the eye, and give him exactly what he wants
“I am a slut.”
>And his smile grows even wider
-
>You are Anonymous
>And you just got what you wished for
>”I am a slut.”
>You can see the desperate need in Celestia’s eyes as she says it
>She’s thinks she’s faking, you think to yourself
>But you could see, plain as day, that deep down the princess had craved something like this so long it had hollowed her out
>So you do the best thing you can
>And fill her
>You pull the laces on the back of the nightgown apart and nearly tear it off her back
>As expected, her skin is tanned like the rest of her body
>But of course, just as her flat chest and narrow hips suggested, she’s quite angular
>No matter of course, you could always ask the cooks to bring bigger meals for her
>After all, you’d be her master before long if you played your cards right
>’Hey, could ya stop with the fuckin’ monologging long enough to fuck this broad?’
>Oh that’s right, you could probably cut bedrock with your cock right now
>’Just fuckin’ try it and see what happens, asshat! I just wanna get some’a that sun butt.’
>Well who are you to deny such a romantic request
>You rub your boner along her soaked folds, and she shudders in response
>Damn, she was on a hair trigger already
>So, without further ado, you plunge inside of her
>Holy shit she was hot!
>It was like a small furnace in her pussy
>You actually start to sweat as soon as your cock reaches inside her
>And damn if she wasn’t tight, it felt like the walls of her vagina were clamped like a vise on you
>But you power through and rut her hard
>The meaty smack of flesh against flesh echoes through the chamber, as Celestia’s cries of pleasure you
>You enjoy reaching around to play about with her nipples while fucking her
>She orgasms after less than a minute, soaking your crotch while her pussy tries to milk your dick
>But you’re not close to being done yet, despite her best efforts
>Another two minutes and she cums again, so much so that it’s starting to make a puddle on her sheets
>You flip her onto her back and keep going, enjoying the faces she makes as wave after wave of pleasure rolls over her
>By the time you can feel yourself edging on an orgasm, she’s had two more
>Damn, she really didn’t get out much
>But before you finish yourself off, you lean down to her face and look into her bright, violet eyes
“Beg for my cum, you slut.”
>Celestia doesn’t miss a beat
>”P-please Anonymous, fill me up! I wanna be used like the dirty cocksleeve I am!”
>Damn but she was good at dirty talk
>And just like that, you push over the edge and grant her request
>You cum coats her walls, and she twists under you as another orgasm washes over her
>Then she pulls you down, with strength you’d not expected, and kisses you deeply
>And what could you do but return it, even as her pussy still milks you for whatever’s left
>Finally, the pleasure ends and you collapse beside her, scooting away as she does from the mess at the end of the bedspread
>Celestia curls herself up and wraps her lithe arms around your chest
>She’s panting heavily, and you can feel her heart rate only just slowing down
>”Anonymous…th-that was.”
>You cut her off with a quick peck on the lips
“Yeah. You know, for someone as repressed and snobby as you seemed, you’re a total whore in bed.”
>She lets out an airy little giggle and snuggles a bit closer, still high off the afterglow
>”Yeah, but I’m YOUR whore, right?”
>You grin and stroke her cheek gently, even as your eyes start fluttering shut
“That’s right, Tia. I ought to reward you for figuring it out so quick.”
>She giggles again, so pleasantly, in your ear
>”How about some sleep then?”
>You simply nod and lay your head back
>The last you hear before you fall off into dreamland is Celestia’s barely audible voice
>”Thank you, master.”
>It’s still dark when you wake up
>And despite the open window and cold breeze wafting through the room, a constant warmth radiates on your chest
>You look down to see Celestia, still curled up with her head and arm rest on your body
>It brings a smile to your face and you gently stroke her hair
>Oh if only you had the same opportunities with Luna that you had with this sun goddess
>Shit
>As gently as you can, you extricate yourself from under Celestia and start tiptoeing towards the door
>Halfway there, you hear a groan and a voice speak up from the bed
>”Nonny, what’re you doin’?”
>You’re caught, finished
>Put that silver tongue that got you here in the first place to work
“I kinda left your sister simmering. Gotta get back there before her brain liquefies. Don’t worry, I’ll be back in time for the sunrise.”
>She smiles, seemingly placated with your words
>”Alrighty, I trust you Nonny. I’m still totally wiped, so I’m gonna sleep some more.”
>She twiddles her fingers and rolls over, falling asleep almost immediately
>Maybe it was just you, maybe it was the poor lighting
>But you can’t help but thing you saw a larger swell where her flat chest had once been
>You shake the sleep from your head as you walk through the empty corridors in your pants
>Nah, probably just wishful thinking
>You quicken your pace; the last thing you wanted was a brain dead with pleasure Luna on your hands
>She was airy enough as it stood
>You can hear her moans through the doorway, and you steel yourself for what’s inside
>The first thing to hit you as you enter is the incredibly musky scent that suffuses the room
>And looking at the bed, it’s not hard to see why
>The covers are almost totally soaked, and Luna lays in the middle no longer thrashing but simply shivering
>Your gut drops and you immediately get the remote and turn off the vibrator that’s been buzzing in her ass for the past six or more hours
>Then you go over to her, undo the ropes tying down her legs and arms, and cradle her head in your lap
>Her pupils are intensely dilated, even as her eyelids hang down
>You gently slap her cheeks to try and snap her out of the pleasure haze around her head
“Hey, Luna. C’mon, your master is here. No more sleeping, pet.”
>Her eyes blearily focus on your face and a dull smile stretches her mouth
>”Massssterrrrrr, let’s not do that again.”
>You grin and stroke her cheek
“Well that all depends, how badly are you craving some cock right now?”
>She blanches at your words
>”Can we, like, not? I’m suuuuuper sore.”
>You pull her up so she’s resting on your chest and wrap your arms around her waist
>She immediately snuggles against you, the sheen of sweat on her body making you feel clammy in turn
“Well that depends Luna, what would you think of everyone seeing you like this, weak and sweating, clinging to a mere mortal like a drowning man to a float? Do you really want all of Equestria to know how easy it is to make you theirs?”
>She shudders and grips you tighter
>”I don’t think I’d like that, master.”
>You pet her hair soothingly, and her grip eases a bit
“That’s alright Luna, just means that we’ve taken a big step in your training. Now how about we get you cleaned up and wash your bedding, hm?”
>You help her stand from the bed and support her until you can lay her down in the gigantic bathtub
>You twist the knobs and make sure the temperature is right, then you poor in some suds fluid and pat Luna’s cheek before going out to inspect the damage on the bed
>Holy shit
>It’s way worse than you’d initially thought
>From about midway down, the sheets were totally sopping, and a small pool had formed in the shape of Luna’s supple buttocks
>Further up it was entirely apparent where she’d lain, because it was soaked as well from her sweat
>You scratch the back of your head, and then notice a servant bell on a pull rope beside the bed
>With only slight hesitation you pull the rope, then quickly get dressed in an over large, navy blue bathrobe
>A few minutes later, you hear a knocking at the door and answer it immediately
>A servant stands there, a look of confusion on her face
>”Ehm, pardon sir but Princess Luna rang for servant help?”
>You smile and give the girl a quick once over before gesturing for her to enter
>She comes in and gasps when she sees the bed
>So you decide to jump in before she can say anything
“I need you to get rid of these sheets; either clean them or dispose of them, no real preference. But I do need a new set brought up as soon as these old ones are gone. Oh, and maybe a plastic mattress liner just in case. Don’t tell a soul what you think you’ve seen, just say the princess needs new sheets.”
>The servant nods and strips the bed lightning quick, before running out the door
>You swear you could see a deep blush on her face as she held the musky bedclothes against her face
>No matter, you had a pet to attend in the bath
>Stripping down, you step into the bathroom and slide into the bath after turning off the faucets
>Luna immediately slips along the edge of the pool and nuzzles up against you
>You wrap your arm around her waist and kiss her cheek
“I hope you don’t mind me ordering the servants about. Needed to get you some new sheets.”
>The airheaded princess lets out a sleepy giggle
>”As long as you aren’t fucking them when I’m not around, it’s, like, totally okay.”
>You reach a hand under the water and pinch her behind
>She eeps and jumps a bit
“Right then, I’ll be sure to fuck them where you can see.”
>She pushes her lower lip out to pout, but barely holds it before laying her head on your chest
>”I, like, super tired master. Can’t we just go to bed?”
>You smile and kiss her forehead
“Nope, we need to wash all those unfinished orgasms off you. Stand up.”
>She follows your order, still slouching from the exhaustion of long hours of unpaid stimulation
>You take a bar of soap and scrub down her body, massaging her shoulders and joint muscle groups to make sure she doesn’t get overly sore
>When she looks over your shoulder with a questing look, you simply slap her bum and give a short answer
“I don’t need your body broken, slut.”
>She nods, satisfied, and you feel some of the tension leave her muscles
>Finally you’re done, and have her dunk under the water to rinse herself
>She comes back up, looking more tired than you remember
>Well, the servants would have replaced the sheets by now
>You order her out and dry her off, before doing the same for yourself
>Once more, you let her lean on you to walk
>Then you lay her down in the now clean sheets and tuck her in tightly
>You put your pants back on and start to walk towards the door, when her voice stops you
>”Master, aren’t you, like, gonna sleep too?”
>You turn and put on your best fake smile
“Well Luna, I’ve still got to settle some business with your sister. Make sure she doesn’t try and take you away from me, you know?”
>Luna grins sleepily and nods her head
>”Okay that, like, makes sense. I don’t wanna have my dumb sister getting between us. You’re like, soooo smart master.”
>That bitch
>Sucker punch right to the feels
>You barely hold the smile as you wish her goodnight and shut the door behind you
>Then you begin the long, guilt ridden trip back to Celestia’s chambers
>You knew in your guts that you wouldn’t be sleeping well tonight
-
>You were right
>Of course you were right, you’d been right about nearly everything since you walked into the palace
>Even with Celestia’s warm body curled against yours, sleep wouldn’t come
>Eventually you rise from the bed, walking out onto the balcony and staring at the starry sky
>But after hours of lying with your eyes open, they’re finally heavy enough to fall and send to deep into your slumber
>They open to see a beautiful starlit field, long grass waving in the wind
>A lone tree sat on top of a small hill, and there was a shadow sitting beside it
>Your legs, of their own accord, move towards it and drag you along
>As you get closer, the bright night reveals a widely grinning Luna
>”Hey master! Like, did you know I can visit dreams? It’s totally cool, and now we can spend more time together!”
>You feel the dream lurch as you nearly wake up
>Apparently Luna feels it too
>”Hey master, are you like, okay?”
>You force yourself to grin and sit in the grass next to her
“Totally fine. How’d you find my dream anyway?”
>She shrugs and lays her head down on your lap
>Oh god, you didn’t need this to turn into a wet dream
>”It’s like, when I’m asleep I fly around the Mindscape. Everybody has dreams and stuff and they, like, show up in little bubble thingies. So I was just flying around and I see yours and I’m like ‘Oh. My. Mom, I’m like, gonna go see master!’ and then I totally did and now I’m here.”
>Was it possible to have a headache in a dream?
>Because you really needed an aspirin or twelve
“That’s great, Luna. You feeling better?”
>She nods her head, having the inadvertent effect of rubbing your cock too
>No boner, dreams are not for sexual
>’Ay go fuck yourself, I wanna bang two goddesses in one day!’
>”Hey master, why can I like, hear a voice coming from your dick? Ooooh, is he like, conscious of everything you do? That’s soooo cool!”
>’Lookit me faggot, attracting girls when you’re too pussed out to do shit.’
>You ignore him and pet Luna’s hair
“Don’t worry about that. Say, when the sun rises how about you come to Celestia’s room. I’ve got something to talk about with both of you.”
>Luna rises from your lap and kisses your cheek
>”Like, okay. I don’t wanna talk to my downer sister, but if you’re gonna do the talking I guess I have to, right master?”
>You smile and caress her cheek gently
“That’s right, Luna. You always need to listen to master.”
>She nods happily before standing up and stretching
>”I’m totally a good listener master!”
>You stand as well, trying desperately to wake yourself off
“You certainly are Luna, good night.”
>As the dream lurches again, you wave goodbye to Luna
>She shouts something, but you can’t hear her because…
>Your body jumps violently as you pull yourself out of the dream, startling Celestia who’d been sleeping on your chest
>”Whussat? Oh Mom, is it that time already?”
>She raises herself off the mattress, an untied bathrobe barely covering her body
>You slide off as she does, and both of you walk out to the balcony
>As she raises her arms in a V towards the Eastern skies, you take a sidelong glance at her body
>Your thoughts about her breasts swelling the night before weren’t wrong; she had already reached a C cup
>But she doesn’t seem to notice, instead smiling vapidly as the warm rays of the morning sun slide over her tanned skin
>So you decide the best thing to do, to the half naked princess standing on a very observable balcony, is slide behind her and give her new breasts a squeeze
>She jumps a bit and lets out a low moan, before pulling away and turning on you angrily
>”Anonymous, what in Tartarus was that?”
>You put on a shit eating grin and grab her bathrobe, pulling her into the shadows of the bedroom
“Just look down, princess.”
>She follows the command and gasps in surprise, looking back at you with misty eyes
>”Wh-what? Where did these come from?”
>You step closer and grope one of her tits, making her moan and bite her lower lip
“Well if I were a gambling man, I’d say that your sexual repression meant you never developed. Maybe it’s some kinda love magic, I don’t know. What I do know is your tits are only gonna get bigger as I make you more of a slut.”
>She frowns at you and slaps your hand away
>”I am no slut, Anonymous. Make no mistake, what happened last night won’t happen again.”
>Your smile grows as you take a step closer and grab onto her now plump behind, making her sigh in pleasure
>You lick one of her now rigid nipples, and she squirms under your grip
“Really? Seems like you’re enjoying this a bit much to say it’ll never happen again.”
>She pulls back once more and scowls at you
>”L-let’s just go and take a shower. I have royal duties to attend after all!”
>And you both have to talk with Luna
>Who was probably on her way here now that the sun had risen
>Shit
-
>The knock at the door came ten minutes later
>You thanked your luck that you’d had the time to get Celestia dressed into something half decent
>Most of her clothing no longer fit her new curves, but you’d dug out a lacy dress that she was barely able to squeeze into
>Her tanned cleavage still threatened to spill over the top, but at least her nipples weren’t breaking through the fabric yet
>She’d grown more docile as well, bowing to your request that she stay and talk with her sister
>You weren’t able to tell whether it was a play or whether she actually meant it
>But as the knock comes on the door, you realize it doesn’t matter
“Come in.”
>Luna enters the room wearing a dress that might just qualify as a large shirt, and a pair of bright blue panties 
>Her reaction to seeing her sister’s new body plainly visible
>”Whoa, Tia! When did you get so booby all of a sudden?”
>Celestia opens her mouth to interrupt, but you silence her with a raised hand
“Sit down pet, and I can tell you.”
>Luna bounces over to the table and straddles your lap, grinning like a loon
>You’re immediately hard, but you force a frown onto your face
“Where does the slut sit?”
>Luna’s face echoes a moment of confusion, then understanding as your earlier instructions come back to her
>She scoots off your lap and onto the floor, resting her chin on your lap with an apologetic look on her face
>”S-sorry master, I guess I’m like, a stupid idiot airhead.”
>You pat her cheek gently and push a thumb into her mouth
>She starts fellating it immediately, earning her a large grin
>You don’t bother insulting her any more, she’d already done it for you after all
“That’s right, pet. But don’t worry; I’ll train you up right.”
>Unfortunately, she seems totally lost in the oral assault on your thumb and doesn’t respond until you pluck it from her mouth
>Celestia, meanwhile, had been watching entranced
>You reach over and pull the hand that had slipped down to her inner thigh away, earning you a shocked glare
“Now Luna, can you guess why I’ve asked you to come here today?”
>She stares up at you, wide eyes blinking, and cocks her head to the side
>You sigh and rub her cheek gently, and she mewls like a cat
>It would be no good if you’d fried her brain with that orgasm denial though, but you’d have to wait and see
“I called you here to tell you what I’m planning to do with you and your sister. Understand?”
>You feel her jaw clench, but she nods as the blank stare becomes piercing
>This was something you couldn’t afford to word wrong
“As you can see, your sister has gained some…assets where she didn’t have any before. Quite simply, it’s because I fucked her brains out for her first time.”
>You can practically feel the heat of the sun’s core on your neck as Celestia blushes
>But you’ve committed now, no going back
>Your hand slides from Luna’s cheek down and fondles her breast, making her blush rival Celestia’s
“See, your perfect tits and massive ass made your sister jealous because all the men wanted was you. And what sister wouldn’t envy such a great body, especially belonging to their younger sibling?”
>Luna’s blush disappears and her face brightens immensely till she’s beaming even as your squeeze her boob
“And as you can see, she’s already gained a lot just from one fuck. Pretty soon she won’t need to be jealous of you, and that’s a good thing wouldn’t you agree?”
>Luna hesitates and opens her mouth partially, before shutting it again
>Celestia interjects in the silence
>”Anonymous, this is an awful way to treat anyone, especially two princesses! I mean, molesting my sister so casually, and talking about us like meat? Can it like, get any worse?”
>You let go of Luna and turn to the sun goddess, careful to keep your gaze neutral
>The legs of the chair squeak slightly as you shift your chair closer to her, but she refuses to back down
>Fine by you, you think as your hand travels the closing distance and rests on Celestia’s thigh, even as your lips come nearer to her face
>Tia’s face softens almost immediately and her own lips part, as yours draw ever nearer
>Then, without warning, you pull your lips away and grab the princess around her waist, hoisting her onto your lap
>She squeals and squirms, but it’s so weak that it could just be a show to try and tell herself that surrendering would be safer
>After all, there’s no way you’ve gotten strong enough to restrain a literal god
>Your breath on her neck makes her stiffen, then melt into your body
“It certainly can get worse, Celestia. But it won’t, because I definitely want you two unhurt. Sore, maybe, but I’m not some sicko. I’m just a guy who really likes airheaded, big tittied sluts like your sister is and you’re becoming. Wouldn’t that be nice, Tia? Having a body like your sister and being totally carefree?”
>Your hands traipse across her body and Luna, for all her usually vacant thoughts, seems to catch on to what you’re doing
>Luna straddles her sister and gently rubs Celestia’s neck, a goofy smile decorating her face
>”Yeah sis, I mean we’re always totally fighting and junk. All that meanness can’t be like, good for your body right? And if we’re BOTH bimbos that means that master will like, take care of us and stuff!”
>That’s when you notice something in Luna’s eyes
>A strange glint that had never been there before, but seemed incredibly compelling
>Just staring at it made you feel a little more lightheaded, relaxing you ever so slightl—
>Holy shit, Luna was hypnotizing her sister
>’God damn bitch, you’re a stone cold slut ain’tcha?’
>You wrench your eyes away before your cock decides it’s time to ventilate your trousers
>’Ay fuck you, I do what I want.’
>You continue gently rubbing down Celestia’s body even as Luna softly grinds against her skin, eyes locked with the sun goddess
>”C’mon Tia, it’ll be totally fun. You’ve been like, super uncool for so long and now we can bond and stuff. All you gotta do is just relax a bit. You’ve done boring ruler stuff for a thousand years, why not take a little break?”
>Incredibly, Celestia nods at her sister
>You notice that her mouth is slightly agape and her shoulders are totally slack
>”Yeah, a little break…I’ve been like, working too hard and getting nothing for it.”
>Luna leans in and kisses her sister’s nose before nibbling her chin
>”That’s right Tia, All work and no cock is totally boring. Just take some time off and fuck your brains out. I mean, there’s like no downside to it. Master’ll ruin that tight pussy of yours all day. And the kingdom can like, run itself no probs. I mean how long has it been since you’ve needed to really do anything. That little Twily’s a princess now, let her take a little load while you take one on your face.”
>God damn, Luna was a cold motherfucker
>And god damn was that hot
>You’d not been this hard since the first time you’d seen that leak of ‘Bodacious Breasts of the Bimbo Goddess’ from back before she was banished
>Celestia nods again, her response having a noticeably higher lilt to it than before
>”Yeah, Twily can handle like, that boring junk or whatever. I wanna take a vacay with my best little sister and get some totally hot stud to fill me up with cum.”
>You notice that Celestia’s hands, once still at her sides, had migrated to massage her pussy
>Luna noticed too and lowered her head to lick one of her sister’s nipples, making the sun princess moan quietly
>You knew it was time for you to intervene
“Luna, that’s enough for now. Get off of your sister.”
>She immediately obeys, though a slight pout pushes out from her soft lips
>You notice the stain on the front of her panties too, realizing how much that talk had got her wound up as well
>Scooping up the still dazed Celestia, you carry her like a baby and lay her down in her bed
>You had a pet to reward before you could finish her conversion
-
>You turn to face Luna, who’s standing with her arms tucked behind her back and thighs rubbing together furiously
>She stops as soon as she notices you looking at her
>So you decide to do something about it
>You kind of owe her after leaving her tied up while you went to fuck her sister
>But now was not the time for thoughts of the past
>Now was the time to fuck Celestia’s sister before the sun goddess woke from her trance
>You approach Luna and push her back until she’s sitting on the table
>Promiscuous as she is, her face is always tinged with blush whenever you get dominant
>Damn it’s cute, and cute got your boner revved up
>You shove her back and pin her down on the table, moving in and kissing her neck
>She whines in the cutest way and drapes her arms over your shoulders
>You grab the hem of her shirt and pull it up and over her tits, leaving it resting on top of them
>Luna pants heavily, tugging on your shoulders weakly
>You shouldn’t indulge her, but how can you not?
>You pinch one of her nipples as you lean down and slowly lick the other
>Luna squeaks in the most adorable way, and looking up you see her biting her lower lip
>D’aww, she didn’t want to show you she was enjoying it
>Too bad
>You kiss down her body, lips sliding over her flat belly as she twitches in place
>Her panties are soaked by the time you plant a kiss on them
>She wasn’t the only one ready to go
>As you slide her panties down her thick thighs, a string of juice bridges the fabric and flesh
>Her clit is in full view, so you give it a little pinch
>Luna’s entire body clenches, and she moans loud enough to worry you
>Her body is entirely flushed by now, and you can’t take it anymore
>It was time
>You practically tear off your pants, exposing yourself to the pet lying on the table
>She bites her lower lip again as you approach, nodding ever so slightly
>As if you needed approval from a willing cum dumpster
>You brush your cock along her soaked folds, torturing her with the sensations
>Her pussy feels like it’s trying to pull you inside with how much it’s flexing
>The heat pouring off it is driving you wild
>Finally, you can’t take it anymore and thrust inside in a single smooth movement
>Her walls immediately clench around you and she cries out in pleasure
>You feel your crotch getting soaked as you begin pounding her supple flesh
>Going by the sudden increase in tightness and her moans, she’s already cum
>Holy shit, had she been that close to the edge already?
>But it doesn’t matter; you still need your pleasure
>Each thrust of yours smacks against her ample ass and her legs loop around your back and pull you in close
>You grab her breasts and knead the sensitive flesh around her nipples, and Luna writhes in ecstasy
>”Fuck me harder master! Make me your little whore!”
>Well who were you but a gentleman to oblige?
>You slap her ass and double the force behind your lunging and she squeals in delight
>Her folds tighten again, and you hear liquid drops splatter on the floor
>The muscles contract and loosen around your shaft rhythmically, massaging your cock in the best way
>Luna’s mouth is hanging open, and you can barely make out what she’s trying to say anymore
>”C-cum in me, master. Make me a real cum rag!”
>That’s it; those words send you over the edge
>As you coat her pussy with your cum she moans and orgasms again, adding to the puddle of juices on the floor
>Your energy spent, you lay yourself on top of Luna, panting heavily as your cheek rests on one of her tits
>A nap sure would be nice right now…
>”M-master, I like, really like your cuddling, but don’t we gotta do something about my sister?”
>Almost on cue, a gentle moan comes from the bedspread
>Shit that was right
>You weakly push yourself off of Luna, nearly slipping in the puddle of various fluids
“Alright fine, come with me.”
>You help Luna to her feet and walk over to the bed where Celestia lays
>Luna immediately flops down beside her sister, and you’re far too tired to correct her
“Celestia, can you hear me princess?”
>A low groan is all you get in response
>Good enough you suppose
“Listen to me, Celestia. When you wake up you’ll be craving cock like never before. The first person to give you that cock will be your master, and you’ll follow his orders to the letter.”
>Luna jumps in with a tired tone to her usually lilting voice
>”And like, you’ll always be ready to fuck. Especially for your master or sister. Oh, and your boobs will totally get a bit bigger every time you eat master’s cum.”
>Damn, nice thinking Luna
“Now when I snap my fingers twice, you’ll awaken without remembering this conversation, but following the orders I gave you.”
>A slight whimper issues from the formerly uptight princess, the only sign she hears
>Bracing yourself for the worst, you snap your fingers twice
-
>Celestia’s eyes open wide up and she takes a long breath
>You put a hand on her bare belly and smile
“Good morning, Tia. Did you have a nice sleep?”
>Her mouth opens as she stares at you, eyes widening slowly
>It looks like she’s about to start drooling, but she just nods her head slowly
>You slide your hand over her now wider hips, tightening your grip slightly to feel the delightfully soft flesh
>Celestia bites her lower lip, then opens her mouth again
>A croaking sound emerges, totally unintelligible
“What’s that, Tia? I can’t hear you.”
>”C-cock…”
>You barely hear her whisper out the word, and the hungry look in her eyes tells you that even the word is making her horny
>So you do what any sane man in bed with a princess would do
“Sorry Tia, but you’re going to have to speak up. I don’t understand mumbling.”
>As you sink your fingers deeper into the meat of her thighs she pipes up overly loud
>”COCK!”
>It startles Luna and makes her turn towards you and her sister, but she sees the look in your eyes and smiles
>Her hands slide around and she starts massaging her sister’s breasts, even as your hand ventures closer to Celestia’s scantily clad pussy
>You can feel the heat radiating from it even as the sun goddess begins panting
“Well, that’s certainly no way to ask for something from your master, is it?”
>Celestia whimpers and shakes her head slowly
>You reward her with a light brush of her soaked panties, eliciting a sharp gasp
>Luna steps up her game as well, paying special attention to Celestia’s nipples and licking her neck lightly
>In seconds you’ve turned the ruler of the land into a quivering puddle that can barely speak
>And even when she manages to eke out a word, it’s always along the same lines
>”P-please cock. Master, please cock.”
>Even after your fuck with Luna, you were getting hard
>And the more she begged, the harder it got to just tease her
>You sit yourself against the headboard, and Celestia orients herself to look up at you, her face practically buried in your crotch
>Her muffled mumbling is sending sweet vibrations travelling the length of your shaft, bringing you to full mast
>She can clearly feel it, and starts desperately sucking at the underwear you’d put back on
>Luna perches on top of the new bimbo’s back, crotch thrust against her ass, and starts grinding on her sister
>Celestia moans loudly into your crotch and you grasp her chin, making her pull away to look at you
“You want my cock in your mouth, don’t you slut?”
>She nods eagerly, any traces of shame totally missing from her mind
>You smile and gently stroke her hair
“Then I want you to admit you’re an airheaded slut. A ditzy, bimbo whore that wants to get plugged by cock until you swell up with cum.”
>She nods furiously and stumbles over her words as she tries to get them out as fast as possible
>”I’m a total slut that just wants cock, master! I’m like, just a whore for you though. I want you to fill me up till I can’t fuck anymore!”
>Well how could you deny a request like that anyway?
>You shimmy out of your pants and Celestia’s hands immediately lift your shaft up
>She eyes it with a predatory gaze before plunging it into her mouth without any sense of foreplay
>You grit your teeth as she goes to town on your cock
>Despite only just having had her first sexual experience in ages, she uses her tongue like a master
>When she suddenly brings you into her throat, you nearly cum from the sudden burst of pleasure
>Luna teases her more intensely, bringing a knee against her sister’s pussy
>Celestia’s moan sends a shiver down your dick and you thrust deeper into her throat
>You grab her hair and make her bob to your pace, her throat flexing around your cock like a vise
>Luna stops teasing her sister, and instead slides down and starts licking her pussy, making the new bimbo moan louder
>Celestia somehow manages to go faster, even with you pulling against her hair
>You’re practically just along for the ride as she increases her pace, even as Luna plays with her pussy
>You hear the sun goddess’ muffled cry and her pace slows for a moment, her body shivering
>But when she starts up again, her pace quickens and her tongue seems to become even more dexterous
>The muscle slides all over your cock, massaging the head and shaft with a gentle touch
>One of her hands comes off the bed and squeezes your balls in a slight grasp that makes you thrust deeper into her throat
>Finally, you just can’t take the pleasure any longer
>You pull Celestia’s head up and cum in her mouth, holding her in place while you do
>She swallows every drop, her tongue coaxing every drop it can from you
>Luna comes back up from her sister’s pussy smiling, her face coated in sticky juice
>You let Celestia off your cock, and she looks up at you with shining eyes
>She gives you a toothy grin as you grab her hips and pull her up to cuddle
>Luna’s not far behind and curls up at your side, wrapping her arms around you and Celestia
>Your new pet speaks up after a moment of rest
>”Um master, can we like have a nap? I’m feeling totally sleepy.”
>You pet her hair as you reply
“Sure we can, I think I could use the rest after fucking my two favourite sluts.”
>Luna gives a throaty purr and nuzzles against your body, even as her sister curls up a bit closer
>Before your fatigue pulls you into slumber, you think to yourself
>Just where does a man go after becoming God’s master?