Anonymous is your name. For weeks now, you've been wondering how the hell you managed to get here in the first place. You remember going out of your house in San Diego one day to get a few groceries. You went south, made the wrong turn, next thing you knew, your pants were off in an alleyway and a homeless guy was jerking you off...and just before you came, he grabbed you and forced you down an open manhole leading to the sewer.

Either you got knocked out and you're still dreaming, or you actually went through a portal to a land of bipedal, pastel colored centaur-like creatures. Basically, humans with ponylike heads, and about a third of them have wings.

After three days or so of wandering, you stumbled upon a stunning crystalline city, where the skin on the residents is extremely reflective and shiny. You had to find a job, and you were lucky enough to meet the kind, benevolent leader of this place, Princess Mi Amore Cadenza. Her name alone was able to put...a few thoughts in your head.

She gave you the job of a royal guard, outfitted you with crystal armor and a sturdy pike, and you've been helping to protect her ever since. This didn't seem like the place to be attacked all that much, though...Regardless, you and her become fast friends, and her incredibly lucky husband was a good mentor, training you in the ways of combat, and telling stories about the past of the Crystal Empire.

As annoying as she was, even baby Flurry Heart was an adorable little thing, and you enjoyed foalsitting for her once or twice. She was to be the new princess once Cadance stepped down, and you had to make sure she got a great godfather.

The only problem with your job was, you were working with a married mare. This mare happened to have the loveliest figure you had ever seen in your life. She was just a few inches shorter than you were, her skin was unbelievably well cared for, and her violet eyes captured your attention in less than an instant. Her breasts may have been large-ish, and while you fully appreciated that, you were a lower-body guy.

Now, you hadn't seen any of her lower body, due to it always being covered by a dress...but you had briefly seen her curvy, pink feet on a few occasions. Cadance had a habit of moving and rubbing her feet together constantly, so you periodically were allowed to see them outside of their high-heeled confines. You couldn't be drooling over your boss right in front of her, though, so you always took a look from a distance.

As of today, however, Shining Armor, her husband, had been gone for three days, with baby Flurry Heart. Most of the other guards are also on vacation. Not that it matters, it's been rather peaceful around the empire. You stand vigil at your princess's throne, crystal pike in hand, thinking about having a Gryphonstone Stout when you get home today.

You've been silent the whole day, and it's barely even noon. What were you to do? Train? No, you're already the best warrior in the empire. Drink? No, you can't drink on the job. Cadance's feet...?

You push the thought from your mind, because you know she can sense these things.

But even Princess Cadance was also looking rather bored, just sitting on her throne right next to you. She's slowly twisting her right foot in circles, her right leg resting over her left. The heel confining her pink foot dangled slightly with each circle her foot made, and it demands your attention.

You barely resist looking down at the rather attractive show going on. Cadance begins to tell little funny stories about her filly, how Shining's mane is all messed up after he plays with her, how quiet it is here without them...

Your eyes travel down to your princess's feet, clad in short, yet elegant, golden heels. She continues to talk, but her words slow down further and further as she takes notice of you giving her feet little glances every now and then. Cadance gives you a concerned look, saying, "Anon, is there something you're not telling me?"

You shuffle backwards on your feet a bit, blushing. "It's nothing, Princess, don't worry about it," you say, trying to maintain eye contact instead of drooling. "It's my feet, isn't it? Don't lie to me, Anon, I can feel your love for them," Cadance matter-of-factly states, drumming her fingers on her throne.

You gulp, this is the only thing you know how to do. Being fired from this would be...inconvenient, to say the least. You open your mouth to tell a lie, but you remember that Cadance has a better bullshit detector than Gordon Ramsay back home.

"Please, Cadance, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cause any trouble...just...just let me keep my job and I promise I-" you start, but Candyass holds out her hand. "Enough, Anon. I of all ponies know how this stuff works. Trust me, I've been to the Clock Tower Society and read fanfiction about every part of me being worshipped..." one of her heels dangles precariously from her big toe, "my feet included."

You've heard of the CTS. Joining it would be way too expensive, though. Maybe you should write something like those stories someday...

"So you're not mad, Princess?" you ask, and she smiles, shaking her head. "Of course not, guard. And you know what? Ever since Shiny went over to Twilight's to hang out and take a break, it's been a little...lonely around here," she murmurs that last part in a sultry tone.

You feel yourself begin to sweat, as your beloved princess stands up, and offers her silky pink hand to you. "Take my hand, Anon, we need to go somewhere quieter..." she whispers. You wonder why, because there's no guards in the room but you. But since your mind can't focus on anything but what lies in her footwear, you grab her hand anyways, quite eagerly. Her ears twitch at the tightness of your grip, and her horn glows, teleporting you both into what seems to be...the royal bedchambers.

The pink beauty in front of you sits down at the side of the bed, beckoning you over. You happily accept her invitation, sitting next to the princess of love herself. But then you become a little...apprehensive. "Umm, Cadance, I'm thankful for your offer here..." you start, but she had been slipping off one of her shoes as you spoke. You pause for a bit to look down, your eyes as wide as dinner plates, but then you continue, "Isn't this wrong, you know, because you're married and all?"

Cadance smirks at you, removing her other shoe, unveiling the mirror image of the stunning foot you were looking at before. "I'm the princess of love, Anonymous. And while I'd happily be fully faithful to Shiny..." she says, curling her toes and rubbing her soles together, "I know about a rather dark desire he has...a desire to rut his sister. I allow him to engage in that..." Cadance brings her right sole up to her lap, laying her foot on her thigh.

"I think it's only fair that I get to give my love to another as well, wouldn't you agree?" she asks. You gulp and nod, your mind fully clouded by images of her soles hugging around what would cause the bulge in your set of platelegs. Her toes curl, calling out to you to...do things to them. She reads your expression quite clearly and smirks, her horn lighting up in a cornflower glow.

Her magic removes your crystal-metal armor from your body, and then strips you down to your undergarments. You blush heavily about being near-nude in front of your princess, but you immediately grab at her foot in her lap. Her ears twitch a bit as she feels your hand vice-grip her soft, silky foot, but she stops you using her magic.

"Ah ah ah, Anonymous, you aren't worthy to touch them yet...you use your TONGUE to please your princess...now sit down," she commands, pointing at the ground. You can't resist that seductive smirk of hers, so you comply, sitting at the side of the bed, just the right level to worship her.

Cadance presses her left foot against your cheek, carefully tracing the ball of her foot on the right side of your nose in circles. You reach for her right foot to touch it, your hands desperately crying out to feel her sole once again, and she shoves her well-cared for left sole into your face to distract you.

You immediately moan into the bottom of her foot. Your tongue hangs out of your mouth, lapping at the sensitive flesh. You can hear her adorable giggles, her foot scrunching up and toes gripping at your forehead.

As you rub your nose against the wrinkles, up and down, up and down, and enjoying the scent of her foot...your princess presses her other delicate foot onto your face, further blinding you, as well as tuning out the outside world. All you can see is blackness...and all you can feel against your face is pure, warm, and heavenly bliss.

"I think you can use your hands now, Anonymous...show the Princess of Love how much you love her feet," you hear her say. Taking the opportunity, you grab both of her feet by the other sides, and pull them into your face as hard as you can. She sighs happily as you grind your face against the smooth surfaces, her petite toes tapping on your forehead.

You pull her feet down further on your blushing face, your eyes looking up at her, crazy with desire. You greedily take Cadance's entire right set of toes in your mouth, inhaling the slight peach perfume scent, as well as traces of sweat. As your tongue runs between the perfectly-pedicured toes of hers, Cadance pinches your nose with her other set of toes. You moan softly as you're blinded once again by her slickened, shiny left sole.

You hear a chortle from your princess as you take a long lick up the center of the curvature of her arches. Her arches feel just curvy enough, as if they were made to be planted on your face, tongued lovingly by you. You lap at her heels, slowly working up to her toes, taking both big toes into your mouth, and sucking on them for a considerable time. You continue this until Cadance's say-so. You were at her mercy, and in return her feet were yours.

After quite a long session of worshipping, and rightfully so, Princess Mi Amore Cadenza's perfect pair of feet, she decided to pull them away from your face and hands. She beckons you up onto her bed, laying back, with her wings splayed and legs crossed. You take a good long look at your prizes. Two light pink feet, covered in a thick layer of your saliva, gleaming in the light, and toes curling and uncurling, practically begging your cock 
to take residence between them.

"Come, Anon, it's time for a little EXTRA pay for being my guard..." Cadance murmurs to you, and you happily jump onto the bed with her and spread out your legs. Her horn lights up once again, and just like that, your underwear is gone.

Cadance extends her legs forward, gently wrapping her flexible toes around the tip of your length. You jolt and twitch from the contact with your objects of affection, and you begin to leak a bit of pre. Cadance grins, locking eyes with you as she continues her work, like it's second nature to her.

Slowly and teasingly, Cadance's soles push forward on you, the soft arches eventually pressing into either side of your member, pulling back and forth slowly. Despite Cadance's soles being cared for several times a day to immaculate condition, the slickness from your saliva earlier aids in reducing friction on your dick, causing the footjob to be all the more pleasurable.

You gasp as your princess's feet start moving up and down your cock instead of back and forth. The loving embrace of her toes touching your tip periodically drives you wild, and your vision slightly blurs from the pleasure. You were getting a footjob from the princess of love, and you couldn't believe any of this was real.

"Now don't be shy, Anon, hold onto them...you know you want to..." Cadance whispers to you, and you oblige. Your hands wrap around the tops of her feet, but you take care to hold the delicate objects gently, so she could still pleasure you.

Cadance's feet press firmly into your length enough that her slick soles rub together as she works you into a heavenly, blissful state. You can't hold on like this much longer...

Your princess concentrates on finishing you off, carefully massaging your shaft with her toes while she drags them up and down, and this overloads you with pure pleasure. You grunt out in immense joy as you unload.

The first two spurts hit her big toes, and leak down the rest of them. The third spurt to the final one all land on her precious soles, covering them all the way from the ball to the heel. You thrust the entire time between her feet, holding them as tight as you possibly can, telling yourself that her soles are yours now.

After two minutes, you finally calmed down from your orgasmic ecstasy, and you reluctantly released her feet. Cadance giggles softly, wiggling her cum-covered toes for you to see. "How was it, Anon? Did you enjoy your little bonus?" she asks, her horn lighting up. You're only able to nod weakly, laying back on her bed and just trying to recover.

Her magic grabs a camera from one of her dresser drawers, and she holds it up in the air, pointed at her white-and-pink soles. Her toes curl up and she then takes a picture, the photograph developing before your eyes.

"I want you to have this, Anon, so you can always remember what we shared here..." Cadance says, handing you the very high-resolution picture. You take it quite eagerly, intent on...using it every night. Though obviously, the real thing is better...

"So...when can we do this again?" you ask. Cadance smirks, responding, "When can we do this again, MY PRINCESS!"

"When can we do this again, my princess?" you ask politely, adding a hint of grovelling in your voice. Cadance teasingly rubs her seed-covered soles together, extending her legs forward to you once again, and using her magic to get rid of your annoying refractory period...It doesn't take long for you to harden up again.

"Well, since you asked so nicely...."

-The End