In Which the Muffin Does the Eating
Celestia’s Smallest Muffin
by Peppy Cloppingskull
“Okay, children! We’re going to take a short break here, then continue on with the tour! If you have to use the restroom, then please do so now!” The mob of fillies and colts clustered around their mulberry guide broke out into noisome chaos at the first mentioning of the word ‘break’, dispersing into their own little groups in the grand halls of Canterlot Castle. Cheerilee sighed, rubbing her face with a hoof as she prayed for none of her students to break anything. You’re almost done, Cheerilee. All that’s left is the statue garden and-
The mare was brought out of her inner frustration by a gentle tugging on her tail. She turned, instinctively replacing her grimace with a bright, warm smile to face a small, thistle filly. “Yes, Dinky? Is something the matter?”
“I..., uhm.... I have to use the potty.” The blonde-maned filly blushed and looked down at her hooves as she danced in place in order to stave off her needs.
“Oh! Of course!” The teacher patted the foal’s head and reinforced her beaming grin. “Here, I’ll take you down there and stand outside the door if-”
The filly fervently shook her head, releasing the grip she had on the earth pony’s tail. “Nuh-uh! I can go by myself! I just... don’t know where it is.”
Dinky Doo grinned nervously, bowing her head further, but her chaperone merely chuckled and pointed down the hall. "It's down the hall and to the-" Before she could even begin her instructions, the foal was gone, racing down the hall with her tail held high. "Dinky! Wait! The bathroom's... to the right...." She sighed, and dropped her hoof. "Well, at least there's a bathroom down there.... I just hope the princesses don't mind...."
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The light purple foal stared up at the grand, golden doors, uncertainty playing across her face. She glanced back down the hall at the multitude of other doors she had tried, all of them leading to meeting rooms, a few bedrooms, and, once, a peculiar room lined with the strangest-looking lacy clothes she had ever seen. “Please, please, please be the potty!” Without hesitating any further, she pushed open the heavy portal, straining with the effort it took, and gasped at the sight before her.
It was, indeed, a bath chamber, but one unlike any the young pony had ever seen in her life. The room itself was large enough to easily fit her house from Ponyville, and even that seemed large to her. Tall palm trees and thick, flowery bushes lined the walls and encircled two shining, porcelain basins, much larger than the filly-sized toilets her mother had installed when she was born. The way they sparkled, a clear sign of how meticulously they were maintained, entranced the filly
Dinky’s care for the remainder of the room was stolen away when she felt something warm and wet begin to trickle down her backside and soak the fur on her leg. She yelped, her face flushing in embarrassment despite nobody else being around to see it, and raced to the bowl, not even taking the time to squat before releasing. She sighed blissfully as her bladder emptied into the basin, her urine tinkling noisily as it splashed around her hooves. As her stream flowed to a trickle, the soft-toned foal whimpered, ashamed of how she had made a mess of such a wondrous area and of the moisture slickening her fillyhood that was definitely not her pee.
She glanced around, checking to make sure she had closed the bathroom door, then slowly began to slid a forehoof between her legs. Why do I keep waiting like this!? I know it makes me tingly and it’s so embarrassing! Her hoof pressed into her puffy mound’s darker flesh, pressing into her bud through her thick lips and causing her to eep in surprise. The surprising sensitivity did not deter her, but the soft splash that came from the other side of the massive chamber stopped her dead, almost making her slip in the slickened tub as she started.
Oh no! Please don’t notice me! Please don’t notice me! The filly stood, rooted to the spot, as she waited for whomever else was in the room to step around the exotict foliage and catch her at her most vulnerable, but, even after waiting for a short eternity, she still remained unnoticed.
A sigh was all the foal could spare as she took a trembling step forward, her fear of being found out overpowered by her curiosity of who else could have snuck in without her noticing. Dinky crept to the bush's edge, taking a deep, calming breath before peeking out around the lush green and to the massive pools of water sequestered behind it. Her breath caught in her throat at the sheer magnificence of what lay beyond.
The pair of twin baths, shaped to fit together like two halves of the celestial bodies that dominated the sky day and night, were more like lakes than the wash basins they were meant to be. Their expansive pools glistened as sunlight filtered through the clouded glass roof above to form a breathtaking scene, but the small unicorn found herself focusing on something even more magnificent. Her golden eyes fell upon the form of a regal white mare, easily twice the size of her teacher and herself combined. Water soaked the pony's alabaster coat, matting it and her multi-hued mane and tail close to her body. Her wings were spread, shimmering in the light as water droplets slid off the waterproof feathers, and her skin rippled as pulses of golden magic stroked back towards her tail.
Dinky had certainly seen the princess before, especially after all the times she had come at Ponyville’s librarian’s request, but never so close. The mare’s beauty was dazzling, enticing, and, though she was embarrassed to admit it, arousing. Celestia’s thick flanks seemed like they were only inches away, as if she could just reach out and her hoof would sink into the supple flesh. Her scent was sweet, like vanilla, especially the aroma seeping from the darker grey folds between her haunches. She could practically taste the honey-tinged water trickling down the plump mound’s crevice. The thistle filly stuck her tongue out, imitating the gentle motions she’d seen her mother and Aunt Carrot practicing when they thought she was asleep, and realized too late that her heated imaginations were reality.
The unicorn filly slipped face first into the steaming water as the solar princess hopped with a yelp, away from the slick muscle that had parted her lips. Dinky spluttered as she surfaced, scrabbling against the smooth wall until she finally fell to the marble floor and scooted away from the alicorn as she towered above her. “I’m sorry! I didn’t realize I was- I just thought you were so pretty!” She clamped her hooves over her mouth as if the action would somehow take back her words and save her from the wrath of her princess.
Celestia recoiled, taken by surprise for the second time in under five minutes, but her shock faded into a warm, gentle smile as she leaned her head down next to the filly’s. “There’s no need to cower from me, little one. You are not the first to speak so brashly of me and I certainly won’t fault a pony for her praise.” Her smile grew mischievous and she lit her horn, using her magic to gently lift the foal to her hooves by her tail. “I must say, though. You are definitely the first to dare to come so close to my royal rump without permission.” The foal’s eyes went wide as her mind finally registered what she had done. “Some punishment is in order, I believe. Nopony who molests my marehood gets away without proper punishment.”
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Please, I’ll do anything you want, Princess!” The foal jumped at the princess’ hooves, gripping the slowly drying limb crushingly, tears beginning to well in her large, wavering eyes.
The white mare’s smile grew wider as she extricated Dinky from her leg and held her squirming form in her air at chest level. “That’s exactly what I wanted to hear. A bad pony needs to be punished and a bad pony that’s eager to face her consequences is my favorite kind of bad pony. Now....” Celestia began to rotate slowly, sensually lifting her tail as she brought her rump around to face the foal, and pressed her royal flanks against the much smaller pony’s chest. “As your princess, I decree your punishment be to finish what you started, my Little Pony."
Dinky gasped, both in relief at being spared any real punishment and surprise at the princess' demands. "B-but I don't know what you w-want. I only licked you 'cause I saw Mommy do that to Aunt Carrot." She glanced down to the thick, grey pucker and glistening mare folds and swallowed loudly, growing increasingly nervous with each passing moment. She looked back up to Celestia, a questioning frown playing on her face, but the mare shook her head and pressed her lips up against her fuzzy barrel.
She swallowed again, this time in preparation of what was to come. Please, don’t drool, Dinky! The filly pushed back against Celestia’s plush haunches, enough so that she wasn’t sandwiched between her cheeks, and slowly, tentatively, pressed her muzzle back into the folds. She gave the wet slit a light lick, parting the juicy flower just enough to tease the hidden pink flesh inside with the tip of her tongue, drawing an encouraging coo of delight from her ruler. Her eyes widened as the princess’ fluids covered her tongue, setting her taste buds aflame with the flowery, sweet flavor of the sun goddess. Spurred on by the rich flavor, Dinky dragged her tongue heavily up the crevice, burying her snout into the bright pink as she fought for as much of the nectar as she could.
“Oh my, you’re quite the eager little filly, aren’t you? Mmnh, I don’t mi- ah!” She tensed, her wings flaring out as her arousal peaked from a rather forceful brush against her swollen clitoris, and giggled as the filly ignored her reaction and continued to slurp from her honeypot. “You know.... If you suck on the bead, you’ll get to taste more of me that much faster....” Her words were soft, almost imperceptible, but the soft golden glow of her horn had been weaving a completely different spell alongside her levitation, very subtly urging the foal downwards.
She shivered in delight as the blonde foal slid past her urethra, giving it an extra lick when her stimulation teased out a trickle of urine, then continued further until her downy chin brushed the alicorn’s pearl. Celestia moaned, lifting her haunches, and thrust her engorged bud against Dinky’s lips. The pony reacted in turn, wrapping her small lips around her trigger and suckling on it like she had her mother’s teats as a newborn. Celestia gasped, overcome by the pleasure that only an overeager child’s ministrations could bring, and cried out as her edge rapidly approached. “Mnngh.... Just a little more and-” Celestia’s back went rigid as the lilac unicorn nipped her clit, thrusting her over her peak.
Dinky was caught by surprise the first gush of marecum as it sprayed her face, but she was ready for the second, catching most of the torrent in her mouth. The foal pressed her mouth to the mare’s hole, intent on savoring every drop of the delectable liquid, and groaned as the final few spurts decreased in volume until she was left to lap at the glistening dew that had settled around Celestia’s core.
Celestia sighed and carefully pulled the pony away, chuckling softly as she gripped her backside in an attempt at remaining where she was. “So, Little One, I never did ask your name. I prefer to know who I am partaking of so that I may remember such an eager filly.”
“I’m D-Dinky Doo, Your Majesty. C-can I have some more, pl-”
The regal mare smiled and pressed her hoof to Dinky’s come-soaked muzzle before leaning down and tugging on the fur just above her puffy cleft with her teeth. The unicorn eep’d softly and squeezed her hind legs together, but a quick jerk of magic pried them back open to display her dripping flower. “Ah-ah~! A good filly never disobeys their princess when she’s going to reward them.” She set the foal on her rump at the side of the vast tub, holding her hooves apart with two separate golden auras, and slid her own naked hooves along the girl’s inner thighs.
Dinky cooed softly, her body shivering as Celestia’s hooves reached her fuschia fillyhood and teased at her lips. Slowly, the mare pressed into the slick, supple flesh and parted the lips, licking her own as the scent of virgin flesh and a faint trace of ammonia filled her nostrils. “Oh my. You sullied my throne, didn’t you? Such a naughty, dirty filly.... It looks like I’m going to have to... clean up your act....”
Celestia smirked and opened her mouth as wide as she could, enveloping the entirety of Dinky’s box, and sucked, pulling at her swollen lips with the suction. Her tongue darted forward, pressing against and spreading her foal hole with its thickness, and lapped up the mixture of her sour arousal and the remnants of salty urine. The princess grunted happily when Dinky grabbed her ethereal mane, using it and her head as support as she moaned cutely into her ears. She dug in further, prodding against the foal’s entrance with her folded tongue, then gently eased her muscle in. She savored the flavor of the nubile girl’s sex, slurping loudly through the funnel her tongue created, as Dinky writhed under her ministrations.
“P-Princess! Wh-wha- I’m gonna pee!”
The alicorn princess twitched in surprise as the filly squeezed her closer, but rode out Dinky’s climax with pride, twisting and lashing her tongue inside her vagina until the foal collapsed backwards with a blissful squeak. Celestia pulled away, giving the filly’s tiny bead a gentle slurp before lifting her back into the air and into the tub. “Come, Dinky. You smell like sex and, if I’m not mistaken, you have a teacher waiting for you to finish a tour.”
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Cheerilee paced outside of the princesses’ bathroom, grinding her teeth into nothing as she fought to keep from barging into the bathroom. Come on Cheers. She’s a filly and needs her privacy. Besides, the more you pace, the more the others think you’re crazy. She glanced at her students as they played in their little groups, completely disregarding their distraught teacher. “Okay. I’m going in. Dinky, are you-!”
Just as she was about to push the door in, it swung open to reveal the missing, thistle unicorn and the princess of the sun chatting amiably with each other. “Oh, hello, Cheerilee. I hope Dinky didn’t worry you too much.” Celestia smiled down at the dumbstruck earth pony and carefully nudged the damp foal out through the open portal.
“Uh.... No, I was just-” She glanced down at the trail of water following Dinky and cast a questioning glance down at her. “Why are you... wet?”
“I fell in Princess Celestia’s pool!” She giggled and shook some of the excess water from her mane. “It’s huge! Ohh, can we get a pool at the school? That’d be so awesome!” Ignoring the teacher’s horrified stare, Dinky trotted rushed off, shouting to the other ponies about how amazing the princesses’ bathroom was.
Celestia chuckled and helped the strawberry mare to her hooves with a quick spell. “Children, huh?”
“I’m so sorry, Princess. I should have taken her to the right restroom. I didn’t mean for her to-”
“There’s no need to worry, Miss Cheerilee. Dinky was the perfect angel and, dare I say, the best... company... I’ve had in ages. She’s quite the gifted little filly.” The alabaster alicorn smiled and strode past the school mare, closing the door behind her before the teacher could have a chance to peek her head inside. “Please give Miss Ditzy Doo my sincerest thanks for raising such a delightful little girl.”
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