I'm sure you'll entertain me the whole night from beneath my rear.
There must've been a buildup of wax in your ears because there's no way you could've heard that right. Surely the supposedly kind giantess was only telling a joke or playing a prank on you. Right? You felt the cold chill of dread creep up your spine. If this was going where you think it's going you're in a heap of trouble.
Celestia's strange smile did not waver, nor did she make any attempt to assure you she was only joking. It wasn't that difficult to tell.
"The gala tends to get so boring being around these stuffy nobles while trying to pretend I care about their gossip and petty squabbles that it drains the life right out of me. Unfortunately, due to a web of certain obligations, I cannot simply cancel the event. Usually, I try to shake things up year after year to keep things fresh and interesting. Even then, the boredom does wear on me and I feel myself yearning for something more... stimulating to happen."
The full weight of what she was implying fell on you like a ton of bricks, and you couldn't help but shiver from the sharp realization. You... weren't going to get out of this one, were you?
Celestia paused for a moment to let her words to sink in, then softly stroked you between her thumb and forefinger. Her grip on you wasn't painful or unpleasant, but still, she was so enormously strong that it would be practically impossible for you to wiggle free. She continued, "Now that you're here, I've finally found a way to pass the time and have some personal fun. It seems that you've arrived at just the most opportune moment to relieve me of my boredom. I'm sure that you'll be able to provide me with many hours of entertainment."
The princess lifted her fist until it was level with her muzzle and her gigantic, inescapable ancient pink eyes and stared at you with a hungry, insatiable expression.
She was like a goddess examining her latest tribute, eyes tearing away at your outer layers until there was nothing left but your vulnerable soul.
"Now we must prepare for the gala. It's going to be a long night ahead for the both of us so I hope that you're ready." Her teasing lilted tone brooked no argument. You were going to be her company for the night, whether you liked it or not. The titan began to lumber forward toward the exit with you held tightly in her grip, making her way back toward the dressing room to get ready for the party.
There must've been a buildup of wax in your ears because there's no way you could've heard that right. Surely the supposedly kind giantess was only telling a joke or playing a prank on you. Right? You felt the cold chill of dread creep up your spine. If this was going where you think it's going you're in a heap of trouble.
Celestia's strange smile did not waver, nor did she make any attempt to assure you she was only joking. It wasn't that difficult to tell.
"The gala tends to get so boring being around these stuffy nobles while trying to pretend I care about their gossip and petty squabbles that it drains the life right out of me. Unfortunately, due to a web of certain obligations, I cannot simply cancel the event. Usually, I try to shake things up year after year to keep things fresh and interesting. Even then, the boredom does wear on me and I feel myself yearning for something more... stimulating to happen."
The full weight of what she was implying fell on you like a ton of bricks, and you couldn't help but shiver from the sharp realization. You... weren't going to get out of this one, were you?
Celestia paused for a moment to let her words to sink in, then softly stroked you between her thumb and forefinger. Her grip on you wasn't painful or unpleasant, but still, she was so enormously strong that it would be practically impossible for you to wiggle free. She continued, "Now that you're here, I've finally found a way to pass the time and have some personal fun. It seems that you've arrived at just the most opportune moment to relieve me of my boredom. I'm sure that you'll be able to provide me with many hours of entertainment."
The princess lifted her fist until it was level with her muzzle and her gigantic, inescapable ancient pink eyes and stared at you with a hungry, insatiable expression.
She was like a goddess examining her latest tribute, eyes tearing away at your outer layers until there was nothing left but your vulnerable soul.
"Now we must prepare for the gala. It's going to be a long night ahead for the both of us so I hope that you're ready." Her teasing lilted tone brooked no argument. You were going to be her company for the night, whether you liked it or not. The titan began to lumber forward toward the exit with you held tightly in her grip, making her way back toward the dressing room to get ready for the party.
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June 2, 2023
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