Alfonz crept from the room as silently as he could; he had no intention of waking the alicorn, as it would undoubtedly hinder his plans of escape. Gently closing the door behind him, he swiftly made his way down the short staircase that lead back into the palace proper, avoiding the gaze of two passing guards as he went. Although their training made them significantly less threatening than the others, he knew that, if given the chance, they would not hesitate to attack him.
Looking back at the pegasi to make sure he wasn't being followed, he absently turned a corner and collided forcefully with a very large object, bending somewhat as his lower half came to a sudden and abrupt halt. Although seemingly undisturbed from the impact, he quickly noticed that the 'object' was very much alive; a large, white pony with both a horn and wings.
Before him stood the impressive form of Princess Celestia, calmly examining some papers as if completely ignorant of the impact with her backside. Alfonz froze instinctively, after realizing that he was practically bent over the Princess' behind. It was like some sort of cruel joke; that despite all his efforts to avoid such encounters, he found himself stumbling right into them.
It was like a sitcom. A really bad one.
A few minutes passed before Celestia turned, regarding him with a smile.
"Hello again, Alfonz," she greeted the stricken man. It took her a moment to notice that he was not moving, staring, wide eyed and gaping, at the Princess' back. "Are you alright?"
Alfonz did not respond. His mind was fighting with itself to stay intact; after the trials he had faced the day before, he was nearing his breaking point. His current predicament, no matter how harmless, may have been the straw that broke the camel's back.
"Alfonz?" Celestia tried once more, waving a few papers in front of his face. The man did not react; he did not even blink. With considerable concern, Celestia enveloped Alfonz in her magic, gently bringing him into the air as she made her way back to her own quarters.
Alfonz himself was partially aware of his surroundings. Internally, he was arguing like a madman with himself, debating whether or not that he was actually dead, and being punished. It was not an unfamiliar thought, as he had experienced it numerous times before, perhaps not so vividly. Either way, he did not seem to realize that the situation had, potentially, been made worse by his inaction.
Celestia's quarters were seemingly much less extravagant than her sister's. Much smaller, but of no less quality, it was a room of dark blue walls and purple carpeting, with an impressive fireplace in one corner, a large oval shaped bed at another, and a large floor cushion a short distance from the former. A smaller cushion was brought out not far away, which Alfonz was gently placed on.
The Princess took up her own position on the larger cushion, settling down with a content sigh. It was then that she returned her attention to the human before her, staring at him with a quizzical look on her features. She did not seem to know how to proceed. Suddenly, her horn began to glow, and a loud pop sounded in the space between them, followed by a small puff of smoke. The sound caused Alfonz to jolt, apparently returned to the waking world.
"Uhh...what?" he stammered, blinking several times. He felt as though he had just woken up from a coma.
"Welcome back," Celestia replied with a pleasant smile. Alfonz's eyes widened as he realized where he was, and who he was with.
"Yeah...thanks," he muttered, looking around the room nervously. He had been planning to escape, not have an audience with a demigod.
"You seem bothered," the alicorn stated, giving him a curious look. "May I ask why?"
"I've been through some shi-stuff," he retorted, censoring himself for once. He felt it may be in bad taste, as she was the ruler of Equestria. "To be honest, I'm wondering if I'm still in danger."
"I assure you, you are not," she replied with a smile. The princess shifted, giving Alfonz an interesting view of her rear end. "Unless you want to be."
"Uhhh," Alfonz almost yelled, suddenly terrified. "Yeah I'm going to have to pass on that."
"Suit yourself," Celestia responded with a smile, shifting back into a more comfortable position. The man found it rather strange, that it was so easy. It had never been so easy. He felt more than a little paranoid as a result.
"Could I ask you a question?" he said suddenly, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.
"Sure."
"What happened to all the stallions?"
"An interesting story," she replied, looking thoughtfully at the ceiling. "They disappeared over thirty years ago, I believe."
"But what happened to them?" Alfonz insisted, his unease shifting completely into curiosity. "How did they all disappear?"
"A series of unfortunate accidents."
"You mean they're all...dead?" he muttered, the color draining from his face.
"Most of them, unfortunately," Celestia replied with a frown. "I'm sure you've noticed the behavior of the mares. As I understand it, they often got a bit...involved...during their intimacy with the stallions. So much so that many did not survive, through some circumstance or another."
"That's really disgusting."
"Those who did survive have long since left Equestria," she continued, ignoring his comment. "As their numbers dwindled, those that remained found themselves to be highly sought after. Many couldn't handle it."
Alfonz was at a loss for words. She talked about the complete decimation of the male pony population so casually. Not to mention, he was right to fear; had he indulged in the ponies' requests, he could have been another 'unfortunate accident'.
"You must understand, the mares cared very deeply for their mates," Celestia assured, suddenly very serious. "They did not mean to harm them; they simply couldn't control themselves."
"Somehow I find that hard to believe," Alfonz murmured, mostly to himself. The alicorn before him did not seem offended by the comment, however. Suddenly a thought occurred to him. "How do you explain the children? Applebloom, Scootaloo...?"
Celestia simply stared at him, confused.
"Oh my god..." he muttered, staring wide eyed at the floor. They didn't exist. None of the fillies and colts seen in the show existed in this universe.
Perhaps, for the better.
"I'm afraid I don't recall those names," the princess replied, shaking her head. "The last generation of Equestrians were born shortly after the stallion's disappearance."
"Nevermind," he replied quickly, moving on from his shock. "What about you, Princess? You don't seem like them; not exactly."
"I've been around for a long time, Alfonz," she replied with a smile. "Intimacy is nothing more than a hobby of mine. I do not pursue it as vigorously as my subjects do."
"And what of your sister?"
"Luna is...unique," Celestia responded, choosing her words carefully. "She believes in the concept of having a mate, or consort, to live with her the rest of her days. I do not believe she is as dedicated to the pleasures of the flesh as the others are."
"Consort?" Alfonz repeated in a mix of horror and disgust. Was that what she intended for him? To be a...consort?!
Celestia only nodded.
"I have answered your questions," she began, giving him an even stare. "And I would like you to answer mine."
"I'll try."
"Why resist?" Celestia asked simply, innocently. "Why go through so much trouble to avoid such a natural thing?"
A difficult question indeed. To explain with any sense would require understanding of his world in relation to Equestria. Either he would claim that in his world ponies were mere animals, and imply that he is part of some slaver race, or he would try to explain that Equestria is fictional, and likely be dismissed as a madman.
"Two things, mostly," he began with some hesitation, planning his words carefully. "First, the whole species thing. Second, a cultural thing. My race...we regard you Equestrians as happy, innocent creatures that make friends and go on adventures," he explained, leaning back on his cushion seat. "I guess I just don't like viewing you guys in such a way."
"Is that so?" Celestia replied, clearly interested. "So you don't find us Equestrians very attractive?"
"Ehh," Alfonz began, looking to the ceiling thoughtfully as his face contorted randomly in response of such a question. "Not really," he said at last, before his gaze shifted back to the princess, but away from her face for a moment. "Though some less than others."
"You don't say?" she responded, shifting the lower half of her body in response to both his words and his actions. Alfonz frowned. So much for subtly. "That is very fascinating."
"If you say so."
"I do," Celestia insisted, giving him a sly smile. He suddenly felt uneasy. "I can see why my subjects are so interested in you. Your rejection is not absolute; you just make it a challenge."
"I'm going with 'no' for 200, Alex," he replied, knowing full well that no one in this world would get the reference. He really didn't care at this point.
"Oh yes," she insisted, her smile growing. "I do enjoy a challenge."
"Please, don't," he muttered, frowning deeply. What the fuck had he done?
"It won't be that simple," she said suddenly, waving a hoof at him. "It would be too easy to force it."
Normally, he would've responded with a sarcastic "gee thanks", but he was much too horrified to speak.
"The challenge is to make you want it."
"Well its been a good talk," Alfonz said suddenly, rising, clapping his hands together. "You're insane. Good day," he concluded, pointing his clasped hands at the Princess, before making for the door. Celestia did little to stop him, simply smiling to herself as he left.
Great. Not only did he have one pony deity trying to turn him into a consort, but he had another trying to break his will! There were no words to describe how screwed he was, no pun intended.
With a loud sigh that seemed to turn into a hiss, he stalked through the halls of the Royal Palace. He had to find a way out, before things got any worse.
Give in... give in... you know you want to...
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I like the story because of his avoiding it. However, it has been going on for a while...
So! That's where all the males went. Death by Snoo-Snoo or they fled (or tried to, got caught, and then died by snoo-snoo). I guess the fact that he's a human and most likely utterly incompatible DNA-wise makes no difference to a horny mare (and other other types of ponies too, ha!). Just as long as he's got something vaguely anatomically correct, it's all good in bed.
Actually, I think his best bet would be hanging around the castle for now. Yes, there's two alicorns interested in him now but Luna just wants a pet- er consort and Celestia is going to be all coy and sly in trying to make him want to rut her like a two-bit wench from Manehattan. The alternative is to go back to Ponyville, or anywhere really, and risk getting his pelvis crushed between far-too-eager thighs. Personally, I'm eagerly anticipating what Luna and Celestia will be doing to "woo" the heart of a most resistant human male.
Would ring-side seating at a royal jell-o wrestling match be too far fetched? Maybe getting lost and constantly stumbling into an occupied royal bathtub room (oops, I dropped my soap, can you pick it up for me Alfonz?), a royal changing room, or the dining hall (Celestia's enjoying that banana far too much Alfonz, stop staring at her!) be too obvious? Oh my, there's so much delicious fun those two can come up with when you're a goddess.
At least Luna has some decency, maybe. Celestia? nope thats mollestia.
IT'S RAPE TIME!!!!
You better run Alfonz......
There's no stopping on the rape train
1908154 Huh. And I always thought the phrase was "There are no brakes on the rape train."
"Well its been a good talk," Alfonz said suddenly, rising, clapping his hands together. "You're insane. Good day,"
What makes that line funny (beyond the usual connotations for this universe) is that if he said that same line to Celestia in most other universes, he would be in trouble.
Alfonz, Find Discord! He's probably still in statue form if times all messed up (Its quite known in the brony community that Discord can still hear things in statue form)!
Or mabye Discord turned himself into a girl to save himself.....Oh god. I can only imagine a female Discord in this situation........
"And I would you to answer mine."
"And I would 'like' you to answer mine." I believe is what you wanted...
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Kicking prereader.
And as always, thank you all for your interest. I love hearing all the theories and the comments, many give me quite the laugh.
Discord, yes i would really like to see him appear in this universe. Maybe they could team up and try to leave the kingdom with their respective hips still intact
Or he may mess up things even more...
1907801 dude she want a pet that she can have sex with...
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Well you don't have to kick the prereader D: but s/he should read a bit more carefully next time :l
celestia watr you doing?
celestia...
STAHP
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He has been thoroughly kicked.
Through the internet.
Because that's a thing!
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Okay.
Team up with Discord, Shining Armor, Spike, Big Mac if he is alive, and go on an adventure to fix this mess! Or just have Discord make them genderless, OR make it incredibly painful when any female is in physical contact with them, sort of like a porcupine or something.
Or make heavy duty as hell chastity belts with a small opening to pee or something.
Awesome story though.
Oh damn I'm late. Well I'm happy with this chapter, finally some straight answers. I'm also happy that I was right on a few things(some I didn't actually comment on). And it also seems like David creating an alternate Equestria where they suddenly have genitals is the most likely cause for all this. Also Alfonz is still dull, didn't ask about any major event to compare to the show timeline OR what Celestia is doing about ponies becoming extinct. Seems like if she couldn't do anything else she would make the current generation live indefinitely, hopefully until a solution presents itself.*hint: Alfonz*
Oh and does he seriously not understand what Celly said about him being a challenge? Reject them fully and outright you idiot.
Here's a closing thought, Scoots was never born, therefore doesn't have parents, wouldn't she technically be an orphan?
Huh, death/autogenocide by snu-snu.
You know, if it was just Ponyville, a few dozen males might be able satiate the town enough to keep them somewhat subdued. One dude, though, that is simply asking for death by exhaustion, even if the mares didn't end you in their throes of ecstasy. Unless some sort of "only once a year per mare" system was worked out, and even then exhaustion would be a limiting factor, assuming a population of at least 500-800.
I don’t really have any good theories worked out yet but maybe he really did die and this is what awaited him. Heaven? Hell? You choose. I jest but I’m interested to see what kind of stuff the author is going to shoot out at us.
Still a fun story and with damn quick updates what’s not to love. I just noticed the Majora’s Mask thing as well. Happy writing and all that.
well at least celestia is being... somewhat reasonable,
If this happened to me, I would probably be pushed over the edge, and end up killing somepony.
Yes, I realize how old this story is, and no I don't care