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- > Be Princess Celestia
- > However, you don't know why you are Princess Celestia in the glue fact- horsepital
- > And your head aches, which is no fun, you need cake
- > You look around your bed, and oh, hello handsome
- > Some slender minotaur looking stallion is reading a book in a chair by your bed
- > He doesn't look like a nurse, you wonder what he is doing here
- > Not that you're complaining
- > You clear your throat
- "Hello, is there something I can help you with? Although I may be indisposed at the moment."
- > He drops the book in shock, staring at you with wide eyes
- > You hope he doesn't catch a case of too formal language
- > He surges towards you, wrapping his arms around your neck and nuzzling just below your head
- > You freeze, enjoying the male attention, but desperately hoping nopony gets the wrong idea
- > After a few minutes, he pulls back, tears in his eyes
- > "I'm glad you're alright, Sunshine. You really had me worried there."
- > ...what?
- > You search his face for any kind of familiarity
- "Do I know you?"
- > He gives you a weak smile
- > "I'm your coltfriend."
- > What
- > The doctor mares are very patient as they explain your situation
- > It seems you had some sort of climatic battle with a sorcerous pod of narwhals, and got a bad case of magic dissonance when you subverted the spell they were weaving
- > Point is, you lost a full year's worth of memories
- > The doctors explain that it would be best to take some time off to recover, and linger around familiar things
- > Which apparently includes a hot young coltfriend
- > Well done, past you
- > You return to your quarters to find things are not quite as you left them
- > Of course, you have quite a few friendship reports more than before, but that is to be expected
- > However, the second dresser is new, along with a kitchenette with an apron hung up nearby
- > One thing has your undivided attention
- > A delicious aroma permeates the room
- > Anon chuckles behind you, low and pleasant
- > "I should have known you'd wake up once the cheesecake was done."
- > You stare at the oven and fridge in wonder
- > You were never able to get the hang of baking, something to do with juggling a stellar furnace and operating a small oven
- > But now, you can have cakes whenever you want, without the judgemental stares, ah, that is, without bothering the stallions in the castle kitchen
- "I think I'm in love."
- > Anon chuckles again and gives your flank a swat as he passes by you
- > "That's what you said last time. Now come on, let's eat this thing."
- > He bends slightly to retrieve the cheesecake from the fridge, his rump jutting out impudently
- > You have never been so turned on
- > You stare at the dark ceiling, too tense to sleep
- > This might have something to do with the stallion beside you under the covers
- > No matter what he says, you still feel weird acting...intimately with a stallion you barely know
- > Goodness knows you fantasized about this sort of thing enough, but Anon is so kind and real, with his own feelings
- > What if he figures out that you are actually a super lewd mare?
- > Your fretting is interrupted by an arm across your neck and the firm, hot length of a stallion snuggling up against you
- > You let out a strangled whisper
- "Anon?"
- > He just murmurs sleepily and snuggles closer
- > Hnnngggg
- > You gaze down at his sleeping face, taken at how alien yet adorable it is
- > You smooth his hair to the side with a wisp of magic
- > He sighs happily
- > You smile gently, savoring the sweet experience
- > As you lay your head back on the pillow, you relax
- > Well done, past you
- > Well done
- > You wake as you often do, wet between the legs and restless
- > Then something pokes your hip, and you remember you aren't alone
- > You glance to the side, and there is Anonymous, still cute, especially with his bed head
- > Still, what is poking you?
- > His arms are around your neck, his legs tangles with yours
- > That just leaves...
- > You feel very warm all of a sudden, both from blushing and,
- > You wink, very wet
- > Anon stirs, gazing at you blearily
- > Then he sniffs and you feel deep shame
- > He grins
- > "My, but you are having a very good morning."
- > You cover your face with a wing, trying to block out the embarrassment
- "It's just morning dew, it happens to all mares in the morning."
- > He rubs your belly, which is Not Helping
- > Those fingers feel sooo goooood
- > "Are you saying I'm not stallion enough to get you wet?"
- > For added emphasis he grinds his hot length against your flank
- > You hold back a groan
- > Curse stallions and their sexiness and whimsy
- "No, you're very handsome and, oh stars and void..."
- > You wink again, a bonfire in your belly
- > But you are Princess Celestia, and you must be true to yourself
- "I just wanted our first time to be..."
- > Oh no, you just tipped your sunhat
- > "Oh yeah, I remember that. I thought you were just trying to be romantic because I am a stallion."
- > Is it possible to die of embarrassment?
- > Alas, it's probably not possible for you, alicorn that you are
- > He kisses your cheek
- > "That's pretty cute, Sunshine. So I guess the question is, do you want breakfast, a shower, or-"
- > He nibbles on your ear
- > "Me."
- > You're going to need new sheets
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