Meanwhile, back in Equestria, Taylor was completely unaware of the hatred that he had earned from Nightmare Moon, and he continued to enjoy his evening with Celestia. He was still hugging her, but then he decided to do something very drastic; something that if it went awry, could get him jailed or exiled at best, and executed at worst. His better judgement also told him not to do it, but his heart said not to leave the beautiful pony princess in front of him without comfort,so he went with his heart, and prayed that it would all come out right.
Wordlessly, Taylor reached out one of his hands, and pulled part of Celestia's mane to the side. Then, he leaned in close, and kissed her on the cheek. Taylor then immediately braced himself for the punishment that he knew was sure to follow, but it never came. Instead, Celestia pulled back from him for a moment, and held her hoof to the spot where he had just kissed her, and she stared at him for a few moments, saying nothing.
"I'm so, so sorry Princess!" Taylor quickly apologized, "I shouldn't have.....DWOOF!!!"
While Taylor was apologizing, in one fluid motion, Celestia pulled him close, wrapped her hooves around the sides and back of his head, and kissed him with a passion.
Taylor's apology was cut short, and he finished with an "Mmmm", as he wrapped his arms around her, and kissed back. Here we was, Lieutenant Charles Taylor, a new human arrival from the planet Earth, kissing the Princess of Equestria, the highest authority in the land, and she didn't seem to be offended in the least by his daring act; indeed, it seemed to be the cue that she was waiting for.
A good bit later, they broke their kiss with a soft, wet, smack.
"Thank you, My Sunshine", Celestia whispered. "You were the greatest thing that ever happened to me, aside from my dear sister being born."
Taylor was too dumbfounded to speak. Finally, he whispered, "You're welcome Princess."
After lingering where she was for a few moments longer, Celestia turned to leave the balcony. "Shall we go now?"
Taylor nodded. "If that is your wish, Princess, then let's go."
She started walking, and Taylor moved to walk beside her. She wrapped her left wing around Taylor, holding him close. Taylor wrapped his right around her back, and they kept walking.
"Um, if you don't mind my asking Princess, where are we going?"
Celestia smiled. "You'll see."
Their first stop was to see how Redheart, Starlight, and the doctor were doing. Starlight was asleep in the room that she shared with Redheart, the doctor was reading in his room, and Redheart had fallen asleep on Taylor's bed!
"Goodnight Doctor."
"Hmm? Oh. Goodnight Princess Celestia. And goodnight to you too Mr. Taylor."
"Goodnight doctor."
After whispering goodnight to Starlight, Taylor then left Celestia for a moment to say goodnight to Redheart. He pet her mane gently as he leaned over her.
"*smooch* Goodnight Miss Redheart." She smiled in her sleep, and then Taylor pulled a blanket over her to keep her warm. After Taylor left the room, he closed the door, and continued walking down the hallway with Celestia, towards the castle's East Wing.
When Celestia finally did stop, Taylor saw that they were outside of a large doorway that had a picture of a sun on it, almost identical to Celestia's cutie-mark. Outside of the room stood two guards, with several more standing on the other side of the hallway. Because Taylor was so focused on Celestia, he failed to notice that one of the guards behind him was Tinker. Tinker saw Taylor, but because protocol stated that he couldn't do anything but blink and breathe, he said nothing.
"I wonder what Taylor's doing down here", he thought to himself, "I thought that he went to bed ages ago." Tinker continued to watch as the scene in front of him played out.
The two guards at the door let Celestia through, but they barred Taylor's way when he tried to follow her.
Halt! Nopony but Celestia is allowed past us!"
"At ease Lieutenant." Celestia ordered when she saw what the trouble was. "I ordered him to accompany me."
"As you wish, My Princess."
The guards let Taylor pass, and when he was inside and Celestia had shut the door behind him, he gasped in awe. He was standing in front of a large fireplace that had a fire burning in it. Flanking the fireplace, were huge shelved filled with books, from the carpeted floor, all the way up to the vaulted ceiling. The rest of the room was filled with other relics from the past. Taylor wondered whether this was a library or a study, but when he saw the pillows and blankets on the rug in front of the fireplace, he realized that he was standing in the middle of Celestia's bedroom!
While Taylor was still busy studying the interior decor, Celestia stuck her head outside of the room again, and whispered to the guards outside.
"Now remember, I do not wish to be disturbed tonight. I have a very special guest that I need to *giggle* 'entertain'!" Celestia then shut the door again, and locked it with her magic.
From his post outside, Tinker watched with growing unease. "Poor Taylor. He has no idea what's about to happen to him. I just hope that he'll be ok. I would never forgive myself if anything were to happen to him; he is my friend after all." Tinker continued to watch, and listen, as well as pray for Taylor.
Meanwhile, back inside the room, just after Celestia locked the door, she turned back to where Taylor was, and she saw that he was looking at the pillows and blankets in front of the fireplace, as if he were trying to figure out what they were for.
"Is, is this your room?"
Celestia nodded. "Do you like it?"
"Oh yes. This place is like a library, study, and museum, all rolled together into one. It's incredible!"
"I'm glad that you think so." Celestia began moving over to where Taylor was standing.
"Um, why am I here again Princess?" He was starting to get the very bad feeling that Celestia had more than chatting on her mind. (In his mind, Taylor was technically single, so even if the worst happened, he wouldn't be cheating on anyone. But still, it was one thing to kiss a mare, it was another thing entirely to rut one.)
Once Celestia stood in front of Taylor, she asked for help with taking her horseshoes off.
"Certainly Princess."
Although they were heavier than they looked, Taylor managed to take them off, and set them on the floor.
"Um, where do you want me to set them, Princess?"
"Just put them over there." Celestia pointed to the right of the fireplace. There was a sort of rug on the second shelf from the bottom instead of books, and Taylor could see where the horseshoes would be set. Once he turned around again, Celestia had also removed her golden breastplate and tiara, allowing her mane to flow freely. After setting those on the self as well, Celestia sat down on the rug in front of the fireplace that served as her bed.
Taylor glanced over at the clock on the wall, and saw that the time was 11:06pm. Then Celestia bid him to come over to where she was sitting, and keep her company. Now Taylor understood why he was there, (or so he thought!) his job was to be the princess's cuddle-toy for that evening.
"You can take off your leather jacket now Mr. Taylor. It's nice and cozy in here."
Taylor took off his jacket, as well as his shoes and socks, and set them in front of the same bookcase where he had set Celestia's things. For whatever reason, Taylor was not really thinking straight, and he asked a question that Fate would give him a really good reason to regret later.
"So, I take it that ponies in this world don't really wear clothes, or do they?"
Celestia nodded. "We do, but only for special occasions like the annual Gala, or for a coronation, but other than that, none of us, not even the royalty, really wear any clothes." She then looked at Taylor with a sultry look in her eyes. "And for the record Mr. Taylor, you don't have to wear any clothes either."
Taylor shrank back in shock at what he had just heard. (Side note: Taylor came from a generation known as "The Greatest Generation." They had these strange things called "morals" and "virtues", which are concepts completely foreign to my generation, the Millennials. One of these virtues had a very strict policy against nudity. Taylor was well aware of this, hence the reason it took him by surprise when he heard Celestia's suggestion.)
A few moments passed, and Taylor was still in a state of shock. Celestia saw the look on his face, and smiled. "You don't ever not wear clothes back on Earth, do you?"
Taylor shook his head. With the exception of bathing, and maybe swimming, we Humans pretty much wear clothes at all times."
"Have you ever wondered what it would be like if you didn't have to wear clothes though?"
Taylor thought for a moment. He really didn't like where this conversation was going at all, but he really didn't want to offend the princess, so he answered truthfully. "Well, to be perfectly honest, I've never really thought about it before, so I don't know what I'd think about it."
Then Celestia dropped the bomb. "Would you like to start now then, just to see what it would be like?"
Taylor couldn't speak.
"Would you like me to show you then?"
"Wh-w-what? How do you....?"
Instead of answering though, Celestia used her magic on Taylor. He still couldn't speak, but he was praying very hard that nothing was was happening. When he finally did gather the courage to look down at what was happening, he almost fainted from shock! Celestia had removed his uniform, and the rest of his clothes, folded them neatly, and placed them with his jacket, shoes, and socks.
When it was all said and done, Taylor was standing in front of Celestia, as bare as she was, and he automatically hunched over, and tried to cover himself. Celestia put a hoof to his chin, and eased his head up until his eyes met hers.
"It's ok", she whispered. "You have a beautiful body. You don't have to be ashamed of it."
"How can you possibly say that?" Taylor was still confused. "I'm a human, and you're a mare. How can I look good, especially after being injured several times during the Second World War?"
Celestia smiled. "You're body may be a bit different from what myself and my subjects are used to, but it's still who you are as an individual, so that's why you should have no reason to be ashamed of it."
Taylor pondered this for a moment. "I guess so", he answered slowly, "But it still feels so weird all the same."
"Well, if you want to, you can wear your clothes in public, but when you're alone, or with me, then you should try to get used to not wearing them."
"How can I possibly make a transition like that?" Taylor's mind was still reeling with turmoil. On the one hand, he really couldn't make heads or tails of this whole affair, but on the other hand, he did secretly begin to wonder what it would be like.
Celestia shook her head smiling. "You really are a shy one, aren't you?"
Taylor nodded.
"Well, the best way to make a transition like this is to do it with somepony else."
Taylor was still very confused, so Celestia showed him. "Like this." She got up a bit, and pulled Taylor into a hug.
Taylor didn't know how to react to this, but he did hug back. Neither of them had anything held back from the other, so bare skin met bare fur, mane, and tail.
"There", Celestia beamed after the hug ended, "That wasn't so bad, was it?"
Taylor was about to say no, but then he looked down, and realized that he was rock hard. "SHEETROCKS!!!!!" Taylor cried as he moved to cover himself. "Oh my gosh, I am so sorry Princess! I don't know what came over me! Please forgive me!"
Celestia only giggled. "You don't have to be ashamed of that either Dear. It's a perfectly normal reaction for a stallion when they see a beautiful mare. It's natural biology. I can't be mad at something your body does naturally, so you don't have to hide it."
"If I didn't still have a headache from my epiphany earlier, then I would swear that I was dreaming right now!" Taylor thought to himself. "And she said that she can't be mad at something my body does naturally. So does that mean that if I had to fart, I could just let it go?" Taylor mentally laughed at his own question, but out of respect for Celestia, he didn't dare ask it. However, Taylor was about to have more on his mind than farting however, as things took a very intimate turn.
Celestia then laid back down on her bed-rug, and she bid Taylor to lie beside her. He complied, but he was starting to get rather upset about this.
"This is ludicrous!" He thought, "Why am I letting this continue?!" He had no answer to this, but then, he had an even scarier, and even sadder thought. "What about Miss Redheart? If she ever found out about this, I know that she would hate me. She's becoming more than just a friend to me, and I want to stay pure for her." Taylor meant to say this to himself, but he also said it loud enough for Celestia to hear.
"I could see where you would have a cause for concern for that Dear, but you need not too. It is the duty of a subject to serve their princess, and since I'm asking you to serve me tonight, I'm sure that Miss Redheart would understand."
Celestia's words were reassuring, but Taylor still felt like he was betraying Nurse Redheart. This whole thing was so strange and foreign to him. Celestia then pulled the blankets over both of them, and Taylor then snuggled close to her. She snuggled back, and for a reason that Taylor still has yet to understand, his snuggling session got very cloppy very fast.
He had his arms around Celestia, and was giving her a belly-rub. "Mmm", she purred, "That feels so good."
Taylor rubbed lower, and he must have been very unfamiliar with mare anatomy. His hands were on fur, but then, he suddenly touched two fleshy mounds. It took his brain a few moments to compute what he was touching, but when it told him, he recoiled in fright! He had just felt up her breasts!
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Wait a minute!" The author looks up from Taylor's notes that he had been given, penned by Taylor himself. "This is WAY too graphic! Why would Mr. Taylor want me to write this?!" The author then looks at the top of the notes. In big, bold letters, the phrase, "WARNING!!!! Omit this next section from final draft!" Can clearly be seen.
"Whoops! Mr. Taylor didn't want me to write about this!" The author then sees about a dozen or so more pages covering what happened between Taylor and Celestia. He reads them over quietly, then, he takes them, puts them inside a file folder, and stuffs them inside one of his filing cabinets.
"There, no more of that!" The author then sits back down, and gets back to writing. "No more slip-ups Mr. Taylor, I promise. Roger charged me to write your biography, as well as his, and his cousin Rommel's so that's what I'm going to do!"
The Author then get's back to work.
After seeing Taylor's severe distress, Celestia allowed him to return to Redheart at close to 1am. Taylor left her room, and ran as fast as he could back to his room. Tinker watched him go.
"Oh gosh, what did she do to him?! If she just made a grown human male cry, I shudder to think of what happened in there. I just wish that I had a chance to make it right again."
Unknown to Tinker, he would soon have the chance to do just that.
Once Taylor was back in his room, he let himself back in, and closed the door gently behind him. He then went over to his bed, and after removing his jacket, shoes, socks, and shirt, as well as placing the contents of his pockets on his night-stand, he then crawled into bed next to Redheart.
She woke up when he crawled in, and smiled while purring deeply.
"Hey Sweetheart", she cooed, "What time is it?"
Taylor looked at the clock on his nightstand. "Hello Cutie, and it's almost 1:15am."
Redheart then snuggled close to Taylor. "I really missed you Taylor. It was so lonely here without you. I'm just glad that you're back."
"Me too Sweetheart."
Redheart then kissed Taylor gently on the mouth. Taylor kissed back, and just like the previous night at the hospital, they both wrapped their limbs around the other, and snuggled up close. A few minutes later, they were both almost asleep.
"Miss Redheart?" Taylor whispered.
"Yes Mr. Taylor?" She mumbled.
"I, um, I love you, so, so much. Never forget that."
Redheart smiled, then she kissed Taylor on the nose, followed by a gentle love-lick. "I love you too, Mr. Taylor. I never thought that any stallion would ever be able to love a girl like me, but I guess that I was wrong."
Taylor nodded. "Yeah, and I never thought that I would ever find love either. But then I met you, and I think that all of that changed."
Taylor was too tired to even finish that thought, and even if he had, Redheart was already asleep.