Christmas Eve had finally come, a time for staying in doors and spending time with your family and loved ones. A time of warmth and piece. The most wonderful time of the year. Especially for the newly crowned Princess Twilight Sparkle. With everything closed and everyone home, she finally had time to do something she hadn’t in the months since she took power. Read a real book, sure she did have to look at pages of reports and go through the archives for info many many times in her first year in office, and yes while on the toilet she did manage to get a few chapters done. But tonight was the first night she had where she could finally sit back on her throne with a nice steaming mug of hot coco and re—
BANG!
Just going to ignore that. She turned to her saved place in the book...
... and so on the from then forth did all those who had long...
BANG!
... suffered under the rule of King Sombra, did on that...
BANG! BANG!
... day finally know peace with the arrival of the brave and glorious ...
BANG!
Oh for Celestia’s sake. Twilight closed her book and placed it down to see what the banging was. It was probably a noble complaining about how she didn’t give enough bits to some such cause this year. Really couldn’t it at least wait until morning? It was the middle of—
Bang! Bang! Bang!
“I’m coming alright!” She yelled. Sure it wasn’t very ‘Princess like’ but fuck it. She wondered through Canterlot Palace dressed in a simple night shirt, since she started taking her job as ruler of Equestria more seriously she was in the process of going through a second puberty as it were. Her alicorn body maturing to become closer to the goddess like beauty of her predecessor, her breasts and butt had grown larger, she had grown taller, her muzzle becoming much more elegant. All in all it was very annoying since almost none of her old clothes fit any more. Still it gave Rarity an excuse to redo her whole wardrobe. Really the only outfit she had that still fit was the night shirt. She had even needed to buy new bigger underwear every week for a time so gave up on the concept all together for now.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Wait... why was someone knocking on one of the stain glass windows?
Out of curiosity Princess Twilight pushed the window open, letting in a freezing breeze and saw the distinctive figure of her old mentor dressed as a very skimpy jolly old Saint Nick. In her hand was clutched a very large bulging sack. Despite all the questions Twilight had, the former monarch swooped in right past Twilight and plopped the bag down.
“Finally.” Pri— Celestia said dropping down the bag in the hall. She groaned and curved her spine pack, stretching out her arms above her head and her wings out. A series of satisfying pops ringing out along the empty hallway. Next she bent one elbow and curved her spine side to side, moaning as more pops were heard.
The Santa outfit was really just a red tube dress with fluffy white surrounding the top and bottom, a large black belt rapped around Celestia’s toned belly. The dress was so short Twilight imagined if Celestia bent forward just a pit then she would flash whoever was standing behind her. On her legs she wore skin tight candy cane leggings up to her thighs.
The former princess let out a sigh and turned to face Princess Twilight. The former students heart practically skipped a beat as her eyes met with those beautiful pink ones. She had a million questions. What was Celestia doing here? What was inside the bag? How did she look so good? Why had she knocked on the window? Why was she dressed as Santa?
“You mind closing that please?” Celestia asked. Before she could even fully proses it, her magic already rapped around the window and closed it.
“I can tell you’re curious about my outfit.” Celestia said doing a little twirl, the dress fluttering up just enough for Princess Twilight to see the hint of something pink.
“How’s your retirement been?” Twilight asked the last question on her mental list first just to get it out of the way.
Celestia laughed.
“Nice.” She said them turned to the side. “A bit boring at times, but it’s great not needing to get up at five, and raise the sun.”
Twilight nodded empathizing. Many days she wanted to snooze in, but knew she couldn’t as the consequences would be too dire.
“Anyway, I’m here to give you mission of grave impotence.” Celestia said suddenly serious. “One where the fate of all of Equestria hangs in the balance.” Suddenly she reached into the sack, then pulled out a red tube dress matching her own with fluffy white trim and a set of candy cane leggings with matching striped panties.
“I need you to wear this, and deliver presents.” She said.
Twilight’s mind took five seconds to process what she just said before reacting.
“...Come again?”
She managing to sound somewhat embarrassed for asking her to do such a thing. “Traditionally the ruler of Equestria steps in personally to deliver presents whenever the pegasi are unable to, and this year they were hit very hard with a pandemic of feather flu. Now the only hope for the good fillies and colts of Equestria rests on your shoulders.”
“I’ve... never heard that tradition.” Twilight said. She knew the pegasi were responsible for the delivery of gifts, but never heard anything about the ruler of Equestria stepping in during emergencies.
Celestia rolled her eyes. “Of course not, since I’ve been in charge for more than a thousand years it’s always been me. And Luna one year she wanted to try.”
Celestia thrust the outfit over to her former student.
Reluctantly Twilight slipped the outfit on, though the dress was rather tight particularly in the chest area it was thankfully very stretchy, the stockings clung to her thighs very tightly and a small amount of purple fat spilled over the rim.
~~~
Before she knew it she was standing on one of the many snow covered houses of Canterlot, her sock covered hooves digging into the fluffy white powder. The chilling winter night air sweeping between her legs. She sighed and began to squeeze herself down the cramped chimney, her ass getting stuck. She sighed, wiggling her hips and got her butt inside. As she went down her breasts scraped against the sides of the shaft.
Once inside she pulled out a list of names, addresses, and presents finding the home she currently occupied belonged to one “Luster Dawn”. She was apparently a studious little filly as most of her list was nothing but books, and one set of size small Princess Twilight Sparkle Wingstm.
She dug through the velvet sack, finding the books. It was different to tell the various tombs apart but thankfully she had a spell that let her see inside the present. The choice of spell books was perfect for a young unicorn and was exactly what Twilight would have asked for if she were born today. As she levitated over ‘Cherry Twist’s 101 levitation tricks’ she heard a small voice behind her.
“Santa?”
She whipped around she hadn’t noticed the bundle of blankets with a filly buried inside. She was so surprised she momentarily forgot she knew a spell to change her appearance, by the time she remembered it was too late.
“Princess Twilight?” The pink filly asked, standing up revealing her blond mane. “You’re Santa?!”
Twilight Sparkle struggled to think for a moment before finally deciding to just role with the foals assertion.
“That is correct.” The princess said trying her best to put on a Trixie voice to hide her embarrassment of being seen in this skimpy outfit right on the first house. “I Princess Twilight Sparkle am also St. Nick.” She said her name hoping that would add to her confidence, it only added to her embarrassment.
The young unicorn sprung from the covers and hugged Princess Twilight around her legs. She smiled at the cute little girl feeling a warmth growing in her heart. Eventually Luster was sitting on her lap, the little filly had stayed up all night trying to see Santa and had surprisingly managed to do it. She sung the girl a lullaby, warmed up the milk with her magic and added a bit of a sleep spell. Soon the already tired filly was out like a light. Princess Twilight tucked her in, sampled a few cookies then left up the chimney.
~~~
The next four houses she entered without issue. Their was a brief moment of panic when a Rube Goldgerg machine hooked up to a camera managed to get a picture of her flank, but she managed to tear up the printed picture.
On the twelfth house of the night she saw she wasn’t alone either. Their with her muffin pantie covered crotch to Twilight and half her body stuck in an identical sack to hers was a familiar grey coated pegasi with bubbles for a cutie mark. Clearly the mare was stuck given how much she was waving her legs, so Princess Twilight grabbed onto her caves and pulled her out.
The mail mare looked around a bit confused before one of her eyes focused up on Princess Twilight’s face.
“Oh, evening Ms. Spa— Umm I mean Princess Twilight.” She said blushing as the ruler of Equestria rotated her one hundred and eighty degrees and plopping her on her sock covered hooves. She wore a similar outfit to Twilight’s though it was a yellow, a much brighter shade than her mane though.
“Just Twilight is fine.” She said. “What are you doing here?”
“Well ‘Just Twilight’.” Derpy said smirking, Twilight’s eyes were level. “I’m delivering presents, same as every year.” She then dove back into her bag again but this time didn’t get stuck and managed to pull out a rapped box. “What are you doing here?”
“The same,” Twilight said looking around to make sure they were alone. “I thought all the pegasi were too sick to deliver presents.”
Derpy paused then turned to face Twilight “Were did you hear that from?” Their was an awkward pause. “I mean, yea sure a bunch got sick from the new strain of the virus. But that happens every year, it’s nothing we’re not used to by now.”
~~~
Celestia sat lounging in Twilight’s personal study, formally her own. Helping herself to the sweets her former baking staff made specifically for Twilight. She had made a point to personally hire the best bakers in Equestria during her time as ruler and was glad they were still employed by her old pupal. Sure she could have just asked, but then Twilight would ask her a bunch of questions, and look at her while she just wanted to stuff her face with cookies and cake.
Interestingly this was how Santa’s love of cookies started. She still remembered that tray of cookies all those centuries ago. Thankfully once word got out about the incident everyone started leaving out baked goods. That may have been the reason she always went out even when the pegasi were fully staffed. Just then the flame in the fire place went out suddenly. There was a falling and tumbling sound and suddenly the room was lit up again.
Standing in front of Celestia was her former student. Her tube dress was gone, in it’s place was two rings of white fluffy material. One covering her nipples, the other serving as a belt around her striped panties with a candy cane holstered at her side.
Celestia coughed several conflicting emotions fighting for dominance in her head.
“W-w-w- wh- what are you doing here Twilight?” Celestia asked.
“You’ve been a naughty girl.” Twilight said walking slowly towards Celestia, swaying her hips and swinging her tail behind her. With each slightly muffled clop of her hooves Celestia grew more and more nervous, and a bit turned on.
“Twilight I—“ but she never finished. Instead her lips were locked with her old pupil’s.
~~~
“Now why did you go and trick me like that?” Twilight finally asked.
The two alicorn lovers were drenched in sweat and still panting. The royal bedroom bed was a mess of sheets and discarded clothes. Both felt incredible as their bodies were still intertwined. Whatever time it was Christmas morning had definitely passed.
“I... missed the palaces cooking.” Celestia breathed out looking away. Twilight put a hand on her cheek turning her gaze back to face her before pecking her on the lips.
“You could always just ask me, instead of embarrassing me like that.”
Celestia burst out laughing.
“You want to talk ‘embarrassing’?” She said whipping a tear from her eye. “You should hear the tale of Cadence’s first Christmas as princess...”
TO BE CONTINUED...