Milk of The Sun (Celestia) (First)

>You're anon.
>You've lived in Equestria for the last 4 years now, everything was well.
>You had a cosy home in Ponyville near Sugercube corner.
>You had a small company that produced high quality notepads, and pens, yes you even ripped off parker.
> Twilight seem to clear quarters of your stock out ever other week.
>Although you say otherwise, it is painfully obvious to all ponies that Princess Celestia is more then a friend to you.
>But all this good in your world was overshadowed.
>You had something, that you couldn't tell the ponies what it was.
>Cancer.
>The black death was in your blood, and you had to ask Redheart to keep it on the down low.
>You had a best four mounts to live, before it spread.
>You plan to use the finest Manhattan rope, to off yourself before that.
>The next four mounts are to be spend getting things in order.
>Twilight gets the company
>Applejack and Rarity 50/50 your money
>Fluttershy gets your house
>Rainbow and Pinkie needed something different but you'll figure it out
>You take one of your pens and a book out, and begin to write.

'Dear Princess Celestia

'If, you found this, chances are I am dead, I'll say hi to your mother, assuming I get to Heaven...
Well, I just wanted to say goodbye. I am sorry, I couldn't say it in person, but I am not able to come back from the dead.
Please don't be sad, I want you to be happy, I've moved on, and even though I'm gone, just now I'll be looking down on you smiling.
Attached is the old camera I got from that shop in Canterlot, it still has the film of the last five years in it, and I'd like for you to have it.
I know this letter is short, but I want you to remeber the things we did, and note this ghastly note, please do me a favor and burn this after reading.'

PS, I know you can, so please settle down and find a husband, I think Luna wans to be an auntie, , signed, A.Anonymous.

>Neatly you rape the letter in an envelope and put it in your desk.
>You go to the kitchen, and pull out some Applejack Daniels
'I wish Richard Stallman could see me now.'
>You down the clear drink, feeling a little drunk and head off to bed for a peaceful rest.
>During the night you hear a loud 'boom' and a bright flash.
>It's thunder, what a fucking surprise. No sleep for you.
>You move over to the side of your bed, and take out a bottle of, water and some sleeping pills.
You put the pills in your mouth, and wash them down with cold water, they go down better then most other pills.
>Pulling the covers of you and strolling up to the cabinet, you switch your light on.
>You move back over to your bed, and put your feet under the warm covers, shit so comfy.
Boom!
>Another crash of thunder. You decide to kill time by pulling out a book.
>Starswirl's a Brief History of Time.
>Twilight had given you this book, as you said you rather enjoyed time travel.
>You open the book to the part that had your black canvas bookmark, and began to read.
>Chapter Ten: Arch or Gentoo, which is the better Time Sink?
>The book moves on to explaining how their are a race, of seemingly mortal people that live with limitless time, called 'Freetards'
>And how they spend years, trying to 'rice' things, what ever that meant.
>More and more the thunder died down, just leaving the rain, and you to clear the book.
>You were finishing up, chapter ten when out of the gnu
'Knock, knock... knock.'
>Someone was at the door, at this late of night, most likely to kill you, oh well.
>You brush the warm covers of with your hand, and begin to move through the dark hallways.
>You get to the door, and open, not really afraid of what might be out there.
>You unlock the door, and close your eyes, if you were getting stabbed, you didn't want to see it.
>You swing the door open and wait for it.
>'Anonymous?'
'Celestia?'
>It was here, complete with flowing main, and regal motherly posture.
>You move out of the way, and watch her enter, she is bone dry.
>You feel surprised, it was always nice to have the solar princess, about but it was still weird.
'Why did you come so late, and in the rain Princess. It doesn't seem like you.'
>'Ah, I was meant to be at Twilight's house now anonymous, a comet was passing over tonight and she wanted me to see it.'
>'But the rain has stopped that, and your house was closer. You don't mind me staying here for the night, do you?'
'Of course not, you can stay as long as you want.'
>Moving towards your bedroom Celestia follows pursuit, you traverse the halls, and end up back in your bedroom.
>You stop at the entrance.
'Fuck... Princess, I'm sorry, but I don't have a spare bedroom in my house.'
>You struggle to come up with an idea.
'I guess you can have mine, and I'll sleep on the couch...'
>You begin to move, but Celestia stops you.
>'Anonymous, this is a queen sized bed, we can both fit on there.'
>You feel a little awkward, the Princess wanted to sleep in the same bed as you.
>You began to drift in and out of your peaceful sleep.
>Your eyes were closed, but moved around in their lids.
>It was clear that you were not having the best of dreams
>Celestia had ‘conveniently’ forgotten to go to sleep, watching you.
>She moves herself closer to you, and wrapped her hooves around you, her forehooves around your head.
>'Au clair de la lune.'
>'Mon ami Pierrot.'
>'Prête-moi ta plume.'
>'Pour écrire un mot.'
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IYLTc3tGdzc&list=LLKhqgxOoBT2mNL7PxEzOh-w&index=36
>As she finished off the lullaby, she kissed your cheek and dragged your head close to her heart.
>You fell into the clutches of sleep with what your mind thought was your mother around you.
>Celestia soon followed closing her eyes, and whispering.
>’Goodnight my foal.’

>Celestia woke with a sudden pace in the morning. She snapped open her eyes, and looked around.
>There was something warm near her chest. Anonymous still had his head wrapped in her hooves, Celestia smiled.
>He was fast asleep, and looked very content.
>She was pretty comfortable with her foal in resting in her hooves., but she had to get up.
>Breakfast needed to be made.
>The solar princess, gently moves her hooves of you, and saw as you took on a foetal position in the bed.
>She slowly raised herself up, as not to wake you, and gently walked through the hallway and to your kitchen.
>Assuming you were like a normal pony, she opened your fridge.
>There were eggs, milk, cheeses and all sorts of typical foodstuffs in cold depths.
>Celestia turned on your stove to a gentle heat.
>The blue flame rises, she puts a small frying pan on the flame.
>Opening the fridge, she gets some butter and tosses it in.
>It instantly begins to burn, and wets the pan, good for cooking.
>She levitates some eggs over and cracks them over the pan, all three enter perfectly.
>Moving the pan about, the eggs cook, with help from the solar princess.
>The egg’s underbelly turn a dark shade of white, and Celestia levitates a stark white plate over to herself.
>She turns the pan and watches and the eggs slide out, she pours some of the melted butter on them.
>‘Not bad, if I do say.’
>She scoots over to the fridge and opens it again, scanning the contents.
>The first shelf has wine, and even if Celestia was partial to the drink, it was too early.
>The second shelf had nothing but sweets, Celestia made a mental note to scold you for that.
>While she was looking, she used her magic, to levitate a glass over to herself.
>The third and last row, had a milk carton… She was happy about this small revelation.
>She levitated the milk carton out, and upon inspection
>‘Empty.’
>She couldn’t feed her foal any processed drinks, it would be bad for your immune system.
>Celestia thought silently, she could scoot over to the shop, and take a few bits from the treasury, it wasn’t like it was used for anything anyhow.
>Then Celestia had a naughty thought.
>She could induce lactation on herself, and fill the carton with her own milk, you’d drink it unaware it was your mother milk.
>it would be her secret, that you were drinking her milk, she’s cement herself as your mother by providing for your basic needs, hell if things go well, she could even get you to drink straight from the tap, like the little foal you are.
>Celestia looked around, to check if anyone could see her, the coast was clear.
>She opened the carton, and levitated it under her left teat.
>She breathed in, and used her magic.
>A small golden aura surrounded her breasts, and something happened.
Drip, drip, drip, drip…
>She was lactating, like a good mother.
>The flow was slow at first, only drips, then Celestia used her magic to squeeze her teat.
>The milk came out in a jet, glistening in the light of day.
>Soon this would be inside of you.
>She continued to milk herself, much to her orgasmic pleasure, every time the warm milk came out her hooves went weak, there was a drip of another kind, around her marehood, but that could wait.
>The carton was full, and she pulled it away, she placed the glass there, and gave a final hard squeeze, the glass filled instantly with her nurturing milk, and Celestia let out a quiet, restrained moan.
>She put the carton back in the fridge, and levitate a fork, the glass and the plate, on to the table directly outside of the kitchen, she needed to wake you up.
>Celestia neatly organized the plate and fork, and began to walk slowly down the hall, towards your room.
>She came up to the entrance, and looked in.
>You were still in the fetal position from before, and fast asleep.
>She smiled, and Celestia had an image come to mind.
>She could levitate your head over the side of the bed, and latch you on to her teat.
>You wouldn’t even need to be awake, as she fed you, her warm, nurturing milk filling your belly.
>Celestia could feed you for days like this, you being filled with her milk.
>She shook the image off, that was forced, and you still had free will.
>She moved over to you, and gently tapped your shoulder.
>Whispering ‘Anon, I’ve made you breakfast, come downstairs.’
>Nothing happened.
>She pushed you again.
'M..mum not now.'
>Celestia hear what you said, and her heart fluttered, you’d, called her ‘mum’ in her mind, she was your mother, you were her growing foal, still too young to face the world.
>A smile and a slight tear came to her face.
>She was a mummy, and she was your mummy.
>She pushed you again, and you just moaned at her.
>Using her magic she pulled the covers of you, and your eyes snapped open, and then shut again, as if there were rubber bands attached.
>You were oblivious to what you just said, and looked puzzled at Celestia.
'Go...Good morning, princess,'
>You rubbed your eyes trying to wipe the webs of sleep away.
>You noticed the cover and gave Celestia the ‘Is this nigga serious’ face.
>She raised her hoof and giggled slightly.
>‘Anon, I made you breakfast, it is downstairs’
>You smiled, Breakfast right out of bed? That’s a good start, maybe this day won’t be spent arguing with Fluttershy.
>You moved out of bed, and slowly walk like a zombie down the hallway.
>Celestia follows, keeping her motherly eyes on you.
>You reach the room outside the kitchen and spot the food.
>Eggs, and milk, the eggs look like they were prepared by a master chef.
>Fried eggs were amazing, if done well, and these looked good.
>You sat down, and picked up the fork.
>You were about to tuck in, when you noticed.
>Celestia has no food.
‘Oh, sorry, Princess I’ll make you something to ea...’
>’Anon it is fine, the reason I have nothing is because I’m on a diet.’
‘But isn’t eating nothing bad for losing weight?’
>‘Alicorn physiology is different to human, don’t concern yourself with it, so long as I get oats and squats, I am fine.’
>The Princess gave you a comforting smile.
>You used the side of the fork to cut the eggs, then ate them, popping the yoke, the food was delicious.
>Celestia had noted how you hadn’t touched her milk on the table, she kept quiet.
>You finished the eggs, and looked at Celestia with a smile, you needed a drink.
>The milk.
>You grabbed the glass, and put it to your lips.
>You began to drink it.


>Celestia’s smile widened. you were drinking her milk, you were her foal forever now.
>She’d make sure that the only drink you had from now on was her breast milk, and that you were constantly full of it.
>She’d baby you fully now, foals can’t make hard choices so she would do it for you.
>Meanwhile, you were drinking the milk.
>It had an odd taste for milk, it was sweet but not overpowering and had a taste of fine cream cream.
>It was also gently warm, as in body temperature. warm Celestia must have heated it in a pan.
>As you drank a quarter of the way through the milk, something happened.
>You felt sleepy.
>Must be the cobwebs of sleep again. You clearly hadn’t finished waking up.
>It was getting harder and harder to keep your eyes open, and more of the milk filled your stomach.
>You slowed your drinking down, but this did nought, 3 quarters of the milk was inside of you and that was rising..
>’D… Did Celestia put something in this?’
>The last of the milk entered you, and you feel into total darkness, your eyes shut and you were asleep..

>Celestia was knocked out of her daydream of you, when she saw you dropped the glass.
>It was empty and your eyes were shut, your head began to fall, but The Princess quickly used her magic to levitate your head over the back of your chair.
>Celestia saw how you were deep in slumber, and was about to wake you, scolding you for being rude when she noticed the dropped glass.
>She had a questioning moment, and pulled the glass under her teat.
>A quick squeeze and a quiet moan, and she brought them glass back up.
>She pulled the liquid to her mouth and had a taste.
>Celestia had ageless taste buds and knew every flavour in Equestria, 4 thousand years alive will do that you you.
‘Melatonin...’
>Her milk was full of melatonin, poor Anon here was full of it now.
>Celestia smiled, her milk and lulled her foal to sleep, not in the way she wanted but none the less, she felt very maternal.
>She saw you sleeping peacefully, and levitated you slowly onto her back.
>With her sleeping foal arched over her, she walked back to your room.
>Using her magic, The princess levitated you over to the bed, and placed you back on it. Pulling the covers over you.
>The Princess moved over to your side, and kissed you on the forehead.
‘Sleep easy my foal.’
>Celestia was about to climb in to bed with you, when she looked over at you.
>You were sleeping with your mouth open.
>The solar princess moved back over to you and was about to close your mouth with her hoof.
Drip, drip.
>She was still lactating from before, and on to your floor.
>She was about to use her magic to stop it, but why waste good milk?
>You were hardly full, and she wouldn't mind feeding you again.
>She levitates you sideways, and moves her flank near the bed, your head is hanging of it.
>She lines your mouth up, and lowers her teat into your mouth.
>A moan escapes her lips, as your ring of flesh is paced around.
>As if by faith, you suckle slightly in your sleep, and Celestia’s warm milk flows down your throat where it meets with the rest of the milk.
>A moan escapes her as she gives up her milk to her foal.
>More and more of the milk flows down your throat as you suckle harder from Celestia’s flow.
>Celestia’s eyes start to lose focus as she feels her foal suckcle from her.
>Inside she was feeling the most maternal she felt in a long while.
>She was directly feeding her foal, providing basic needs, and that made her feel special inside.
>Celestia turned her head, and saw you. Still asleep with large bulges moving down your throat.
>She used her magic, and lifting your shirt.
>One you were exposed she used her magic to rub your belly, and started to coo you.
>All of her hormone riddled milk inside of you would keep you out cold for a while, and she planned to use that.
>Once the milk dried up, she moved you back to the pillow, facing normally.
>She climbed into the covers herself, folding them over the both of you.
>She wrapped her hooves around you, all save for one.
>She placed her left forehoof on your belly, and began to rub slowly, curdling the milk inside of you.
>Your stomach bulged and Celestia felt this, it made her happy.
>You were her foal now, and it didn’t bother you one bit.