When Sunset Shimmer awoke, she did so to an empty bed. Sluggishly, she cracked open an eye to confirm that she was in fact alone in Applejack’s bed. Sunset smiled. She liked Applejack’s bed, if only for the fact it smelled like her girlfriend. Namely, of hay and apples. Not a bad combination, in her view. Rolling over with a yawn, she first wondered what she had done to earn a lie in. Her Mistress usually had her up at the crack of dawn. Then, she wondered what had woken her, if it wasn’t Applejack.

She soon got her answer. On her night stand was her journal, the gift from Princess Celestia before she had ran away from home like a spoiled brat, glowing and vibrating like an oddly shaped sex toy. The buzzing of the vibrating book had been what had woken her. “Uuuugh…stupid book…” she grunted and rolled over in an attempt to ignore it. That just reminded her the bed was empty. Denied her usual morning snuggle, Sunset laid in the duvet, debating her options.

On one hand, she could stay where she was, cocooned in the heavenly warm duvet. On the other, she could get up and see where Applejack had gone, and why she’d left her in bed alone. Or, she could see what was waiting for her in her book. All were tempting options. A second of contemplation later and she decided on the first. Turning over with a grunt, Sunset found her partner’s pillow, which still retained her warmth and scent. Wherever Applejack had gone, she hadn’t been gone long.

Smiling to herself, Sunset ignored her buzzing book and buried her face into the pillow, breathing in the smell as she once more closed her eyes and pulled the duvet over her head. Just as she was about to drift off into her slumber another scent assailed her nostrils, wrestling with her olfactory sense and beating it into submission. The wonderful, amazing and mouth-watering smell of cooking came from downstairs. That, she couldn’t ignore.

Applejack was at the stove making cinnamon apple flapjacks.

Applejack was playing dirty today, it seemed.

There was no way in this or any other world that Sunset could ignore Applejack’s cooking, and the farmer knew it. Sunset knew that she knew, too. What’s more, Applejack knew that Sunset knew she knew. It was her deadliest weapon, barring the crop and buggy whip. “Fine…” Sunset groused and, giving in like she did every single time, she got out of the bed.

Still wiping sleep from her eyes, she slouched naked into the bathroom and gave herself a quick, cold, wash. She even managed, thanks to the use of her mane ‘n tail and body shampoo, to tame her unruly red and yellow hair into a ponytail. Morning ablutions taken care of, hands washed, face washed, high ponytail in place, she gave herself a double finger gun salute and traipsed back to the bedroom. Dressing in just her long orange tee and choker – some clothing was important lest she upset Granny Smith, if she was about – she picked up the journal under her arm and walked barefoot down the stairs.

When she got down the stairs into the large rustic kitchen, Sunset saw that Applejack was indeed over at the stove, similarly dressed to her in just a long yellow night shirt and of course her ever present hat. What was more, she had her back to her! Sensing an opportunity, Sunset padded silently over the floorboards until she was behind the farmer and then she slipped her hands around and groped her boobs, kissing the back of her neck. “Guess who?”

Applejack only flinched a little bit. Sunset thought she had been stealthy, but a loose floorboard had creaked ever so slightly. “Hmm, let’s see…hands to soft to be Big Mac, too big to be my lil’ sis. Hummm...” she playfully ran through some options just to tease the girl she knew was behind her. “Nah, she couldn't be here. Maybe, nah, not her either. If Ah was to make a guess it would be mah Sunny!”

“You win!” Happily, Sunset planted a series of soft kisses all around Applejack's broad muscular neck and shoulders.

“What did the book have to say fer itself?” Applejack asked as she transferred a stack of cooked flapjacks onto a plate and then put more batter in the pan. She was determined to feed up her pony if it was the last thing she did. “It was buzzin’ and flashin’ away like crazy when Ah woke up.”

“I don't know,” Sunset admitted, “I haven't looked yet.” If she was honest, and she always was around her girlfriend – the walking lie detector – she’d had more important things on her mind when she woke up than her journal. Slipping her fingers under the night shirt she wore, Sunset hugged Applejack’s flat toned belly. “I thought we'd look together, after breakfast.”

“Set the table, I'll have these ready in a couple minutes.” She would be lying to herself if she said she wasn’t curious about what the Princess had written, particularly now she knew about the centaurs in the Everfree forest, but breakfast came first.

“You got it, Jackie,” Sunset gave her girlfriend’s neck one last kiss before she got busy, the floorboards creaking as she wasn’t trying to be quiet. She quickly got the table ready, setting two lots of forks and knives, along with the pear jam and maple syrup down on the table. “Done!” Appreciating the quick work, Applejack moved the stack of flapjacks to the table. She then transferred half to both plates and made a ‘help yourself’ motion. As her belly rumbled, Sunset dove straight in. “Thanks Jackie, these are beautiful!” Sunset slurred around a mouthful of food, reminded again why she loved her.

“Taste as good as they look, alright,” Applejack grinned as she swallowed a forkful of her breakfast. “Ah forgot the juice, if you could, please.”

“Sure thing, Jackie.” Getting up, Sunset blew her girlfriend and Mistress a kiss before she padded over to the fridge. After a brief and victorious investigation, she came back with a carton apple and blackcurrant juice. Sitting at the table, she dutifully poured a glass for Applejack first then one for herself.

Just as she was about to return to her meal, the farmer’s attention was drawn to the magic journal. Conspicuously, it was still flashing and buzzing on the table. “Is the light bulb in that thing gonna burn out?”

Giggling, Sunset glanced at the book. “It'll stop once we open it. It's like a text alert.” She was in no hurry to look inside. Her empty belly demanded it be filled, first, before she did anything else. She was sure the Queen of Libraries and the Princess of Cake would understand.

“It could be important,” Applejack countered after making a decent sized dent in her stack of flapjacks. “Maybe our Princess friend needs more of that mane and tail shampoo you use.”

Sunset laughed and winked at her girlfriend. “No way I'm giving up Shimmer's stuff! And besides, you shampoo my hair…” she chose to leave the rest of her sentence, namely about Applejack using her face as a chair, unspoken. The look they shared between themselves said enough. “Alright,” she said once she had eaten her fill of the breakfast and drank her juice, “let's have a look at what the Princess has to say.”

Extremely curious, Applejack scooted over to Sunset and sat down by her side at the breakfast table as she flipped it open. Thankfully there were pictures, because the words meant nothing to her. “Someday you'll have to teach me what those squiggles mean. That Equestrian ain't easy to read.”

“And some people think my beautiful farmer struggles with English!” Sunset leant up and kissed the taller girl’s freckled cheek. Looking back at the journal, she saw there was a map of Equestria drawn on the pages which covered just the larger main cities, the Celestial Sea in the east, the Kirin glades, the Dragonlands and Griffonstone in the far east. To the west was the North and South Luna Ocean and further west was just "A Distant Land". Along with that map were images of the geodes, centaurs, Scorpan and then finally Tirek in his various forms, ending with the giant "Destroyer". Sunset’s eyes were wide as dinner plates. “Oh my goodness!”

Applejack playfully flicked her submissive’s ear. “I'll have you know, Sunny, I can use fancy speech, such as English, when the occasion requires it.” She looked down at the drawings and she shuddered so hard that Sunset felt it. Some of the images, particularly the one of Tirek in the centaurs giant form, disturbed her.

“Yes you can, my sexy hayseed,” Sunset, who had felt the shudder, wrapped Applejack up in a reassuring hug and kissed her neck and cheek. Waving at the map, she explained, “This is Equestria here,” her hand covered the whole land from north to south, east to west, “and there,” she then pointed to the ‘Distant Land’, “is where the centaurs are from.”

Applejack frowned, “Not from Greece then?”

“Nope, it seemed Celestia, I mean, Principal Celestia's, suspicion was right.” Sunset studied the writing, She recognised it as Princess Twilight’s cursive script. “The centaurs originated in Equestria.” She pointed to a big paragraph, that had attached pictures. “It says Tirek the Destroyer wanted to overthrow Equestria. He sucked the magic out of all the ponies he came across and grew powerful. His brother, Scorpan, didn't want to invade anyone...pony, so, while the Princesses were fighting his brother, he appealed to Starswirl the Bearded for asylum. He sent them here, to this world.”

The farmer didn’t necessarily like that one bit. That sounded to her like yet another magical problem booted from Equestria and a problem for them to solve. “So, what happened to that Tirek fella?”

“He was imprisoned in Tartarus for his crimes, but it says here he escaped when Cerberus abandoned his post…” she went quiet as she read on.

“Seems we have a lot in common.”

“Yeah we do. Ah, it says here that Tirek attempted a second invasion, he assimilated all the magic from every single pony in the land, even the Princesses and Discord, but that Twilight was able to stop him, eventually. He's now in the seventh and lowest level of Tartarus under maximum security.” Sunset then turned the page in the journal and her eyes again went very wide.

Staring from her girlfriend to the page and back again, Applejack saw what it was that had made Sunset react like that. There was an illustration on the page of eight geodes. Eight very familiar looking geodes. “They sure look like the ones we’re wearing, huh?”

“Exactly like the ones we're wearing, Jackie,” Sunset confirmed grimly. “It says here the centaurs brought the geodes with them from Equestria, they're the source of their magic. Each one has a different function, like building, language, dreams, healing, stealth, that sort of thing.”

“Was it the same functions that we have now,” Applejack asked curiously, “or did we change them?”

“Yes…no…I think, kinda both?” Sunset sighed and tried to explain it better. “See, it says here that my geode is Dreams and your geode is Water. The water centaurs were strong farmers and diplomats. I think that when they bonded with us, we added our Equestrian elements, Honesty and Empathy, to the magic already present in the geodes.”

Applejack had heard Sunset, and Princess Twilight, talk of the Elements of Harmony after they had cleansed Sunset at the Fall Formal and ‘Sci’ Twilight at the Friendship Games. “You mean like those Elements of Harmony Ah remember you talked about? Um…Honesty, Laughter, Generosity, Loyalty, Kindness and Magic, right?” She finished with pride, happy to show off what she knew.

“That's it, exactly!” Sunset kissed Applejack’s lips, her reward for being a clever farmer. “They must have recognised the Equestrian magic in us and bonded with us, like joining with like!”

Shaking her head, Applejack braced herself for what was coming. Sunset was getting up a head of steam and was quickly entering her lecture mode. It was cute and all, especially when she got together with their Twilight, but it was a bit too early for that. “Ah don't know about that sugarcube. You have that Equestrian magic, we didn't, well, not until Princess Twilight came along and there was that whole shindig with the crown. Everything changed after that.”

So eager was she to learn something new, particularly as she sensed there was a breakthrough in these pages, Sunset ignored the comment about the crown and the Element of Magic and she nodded eagerly. “And everything changed again after the Friendship Games, you felt it, I know you did, after Midnight Sparkle opened all those portals.” Sunset held Applejack tight, “You don't talk about it, but I know it affected you, Jackie.”

Applejack stared at the page and nodded solemnly. Sunset was right. She didn’t ever talk about it. She was also right that it had affected her. How could it not have? Dimensional portals, parallel worlds, talking ponies, magic… it all seemed like one of Applebloom’s science fiction shows she liked to watch. That didn’t sit well with Applejack. She was a farmer. She knew trees, growing cycles, bucking apples. Magic…magic belonged to a world she wasn’t interested in. Or so she thought until she got with Sunset. “To be honest, Ah was affected when that pit in front of the school opened up and the front entrance was destroyed. But, yeah, it has been getting stronger, and then even Ah had to admit to the magic we got after Camp Everfree.”

“It scares you,” Sunset kissed Applejack’s freckled nose and hugged her close, “I know, but you don't admit it.”

“Well, it’s something Ah gotta learn to live with,” Applejack admitted with a sigh but, as she was being held, she knew she wouldn’t have to live with it alone. “So what does all this have to do with the Principal, exactly?”

Sunset read and spoke at the same time, “It seems that Princess Twilight agrees with the principal. Since we've all been repeatedly exposed to Equestrian magic, we're all contaminated, and so, because the centaur stones are Equestrian, that's why their defences are failing! That's why Principal Celestia can see them! That's why there's those reports on the news of ‘Monsters in the Everfree’, because other people in the city can see them too!”

Another sigh escaped Applejack’s lips. Sunset was hitting lecture mode and there was no sign of her stopping. When that happened it was best to nod and smile. “Ah still say those stories were hype from the camp to drum up business. They’ve been around long before this Equestria stuff happened.”

“They may have been at first,” Sunset conceded, because she remembered what Timber Spruce was like with the whole Gaia Everfree ghost story, “But think of all the students from CHS that have seen 'things' in the forest since the Friendship Games. Lyra and Bon Bon, Octavia and Vinyl, among others. They've all been exposed to the magic too!”

“That sure was a thing, huh, when Gloriosa turned into that Gaia Everfree character?” Applejack tried to head off the lecture before it started. “So what do you do now?”

Sunset knew exactly what to do. “We take this to the Principal. This is information she needs, especially as she's in a relationship with one of the centaurs…”

Applejack held up her hands and took a deep breath. That was still something she was trying to get her head around. It was also something she was struggling with. Not that she was close minded or anything like that, but still… “Ah'm not going to judge on that, but whoa, Ah think you as a pony is sweet, but a real pony?”

“Maybe she likes big things?” Sunset couldn’t resist and she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively at her girlfriend and Mistress.

After rolling her green eyes at her sub’s playful suggestion, Applejack raised an eyebrow. “Sounds like some filly not a million miles away wants a whip'n,” she giggled, “You gonna head over to see her then?”

“We are.” Sunset corrected her, “Don't you want to come too?” It would certainly make things easier if Applejack heard everything that was said, it would mean she wouldn’t have to repeat herself when she got back home. Plus, she saw an opportunity to have some fun.

“You sure you want me to come?” Applejack snickered, “after what you told me about your last visit, what if Ah get an eyeful and don't come back?”

“I’m prepared to take that risk,” Sunset giggled before she kissed her girlfriend’s lips. “And, besides, this filly really wants a "whip'n" as you put it, and...if you agree, I'd like to do something fun at Celestia's place.”

Applejack saw ‘that’ look in her girlfriend’s eyes. She knew what ‘that’ look meant. ‘That’ was the look that said she wanted some Shimmer time. She was down with that. Smiling, she ran her fingers along the side of Sunset's face. “Ah do say girl, that you have developed an exhibitionist streak, and Ah'm okay with that. You wanna pony up, or do you have something else in mind?”

Sunset knew exactly what she wanted. She saw it in her Mistress’s eyes too. “I want to take Shimmer's tack and pony up, please Mistress” she then kissed and nipped at the farmer’s callused but delicate fingers. “And, I want anything else you'd like to do, too.”

“Ah'll go get dressed and then we’ll get you dressed. Except for the tail. That can we till we get there. Even if you'd love to stand in the back of the pickup.” Applejack stood up and glanced at the breakfast table. “Get the dishes cleaned, my little pony.” While Sunset was busy at the sink getting everything washed, the farmer headed back up to the bedroom. Once there she exchanged her long night shirt in favour of a short faded blue denim skirt - no underwear - and a white tee shirt with the words 'Cowgirls Ride It Harder' and a denim vest over that. The last things she pulled on were her boots and her hat. “Ah'm dressed,” she declared when she was back downstairs, “now to get you dressed.”

Sunset, who had finished washing the dishes a few minutes before Applejack came back, was waiting by the door, still wearing nothing but the long tee shirt and her choker. “You ride it harder, huh?” she laughed, reading the slogan on her lover’s shirt, “You gonna prove that, farmgirl?”

“Ain't Ah proved that to you yet?” Applejack paused and crossed her arms under her breasts, a non-plussed look on her face. “Some filly’s really acting naughty. Lose the shirt,” the farmer slipped easily into her dominant persona, “keep the choker, and we'll head out to the barn to get you dressed.”

The moment she heard the commanding tone in Applejack’s voice, Sunset let out a happy little whinny and she removed the tee shirt without a second’s hesitation, folding it and placing it on the ancient couch. That done, she placed her hands behind her back box style so that her forearms were touching. Following her Mistress out to the barn, she made sure to lift her legs up so that her thighs were level with the ground. Her Mistress liked that.

In the barn, the first article of Shimmer’s tack that Applejack took down from the wall mounted rack was the leather under bust corset. It was mainly red, as was most of the gear, with a few black accents spread out across the surface. Sunset lifted her arms above her head and her Mistress helped her into the corset. It was actually pretty small, settling into place just above her hips and below her bosom. “Tell me when to stop,” she said as she grabbed the lace and began to tighten the corset.

The red leather started to constrict, hugging Sunset’s midsection tighter and tighter with each tug of the lace. Sunset breathed in and out slowly, testing to make sure she could still breath with ease. As the corset began to form the accent of an hourglass figure, she held up a hand. “That’s good, Mistress.” she stated. Many sessions together had taught her the value of knowing when and where to draw the line. Unless she wanted to pass out. Applejack nodded and knotted the lace before tucking it away in the back.

The next items to be taken from the rack were the pair of speciality designed knee high boots that were constructed of a solid red leather. What made them so special, and what made Sunset like them so much, was the fact that the bottoms were moulded into the shape of an equine hoof. They even had a cast iron horseshoe affixed to the bottom. She didn’t know exactly why, but there was just ‘something’ therapeutic about ponying up like this. Along with the boots came a pair of gloves. They were of a similar design being a solid red leather that would start at the elbow before transitioning into hooves. These also had a pair of horseshoes on the end.

Applejack held onto one of the boots and knelt down before her soon to be pony. This was a part of the process she always liked, no matter how many times they did this; taking her girlfriend and transforming her into her special pony. The amount of trust and love that Sunset showed and gave her turned her on to no end. Sunset, watching her Mistress kneel, instinctively offered her left leg to her, which she began to carefully slide inside. The interior of the boot was well cushioned. This was due to the shoe’s narrow design which would force her to walk on what were practically the tips of her toes. The boot settled into place and Applejack began to lace it up.

Once that was done, Sunset offered the farmer her other leg as she picked up the second boot. With deft skill born of plenty of practise, she repeated the process, gingerly fitting her foot into the red leather.

When that was completed, and she was satisfied that both boots were on snug and were supporting her sub’s legs and feet, Applejack grabbed one of the red leather hoof gloves and offered her hand to her. In response, Sunset laid her fist out upon her Mistress’s palm. She held it for a moment before sliding her arm into the glove. Once her hand had settled into the hoof, Sunset was unable to move her fingers more than a few mere fractions of an inch. For all practical purposes, she had been robbed of a hand.

The process was repeated once more as Applejack carefully fitted the second glove onto her other hand. From this point on, Sunset knew she was at her owner’s complete and utter mercy. The idea sent a cold shiver up her spine and started a rather pleasant sensation between her thighs. The last piece of Shimmer’s tack that Applejack took down was the red bridle.

The headpiece started with a red latex bit which would fall between her lips, which the submissive girl opened without need for an order so it could be fitted into her mouth. This was connected to a pair of brass rings which in turn were affixed to two solid straps of red leather. One strap would go directly behind, creating a band around her head. The other went diagonal upwards, joining with a leather crown of similar colour. This crown would wrap around her scalp, being supported by yet another piece of leather that went over top of her head from front to back. Connected to each side of the crown was a fake horse ears that matched her skin’s hue.

“Ah don't think you'll need the blinders today, as we ain't taking the cart.” Applejack stated as she stood back and admired her handiwork with no small degree of pride. She chose to hold onto the red and yellow tail. That would be added later. “You is a right pretty sight, Shimmer, if Ah do say so mahself.” The very last thing she added were a pair of scandalously small red panties.

Once she was fully 'transformed', Sunset – or Shimmer, as she thought of herself - already had a line of drool forming at the bit in her mouth, stomped her hoofed foot onto the dusty floor of the barn. “Pphhhhbbt!” the pony snorted, a look of happy bliss on her face. ‘Oh yeah,’ she thought to herself as Applejack walked circles around her, surveying her exposed body, ‘Celestia knows I need this!’

Satisfied that everything was as it should be, Applejack grabbed the riding crop and a small buggy whip from the wall. Necessary, should her pony chose to misbehave. “Come along Shimmer. Let's get you loaded in the truck, girl.”

The walk outside the barn sent a thrill of pleasure coursing through Shimmer’s body. The heat between her legs seemed to grow hotter with each step she took. The feel of the gentle summer breeze and the warm sun on her bare skin only added to the arousal she felt, the fact that anyone who happened to be at the farm could see her only turned her on more. As she followed Applejack out of the barn, she made sure to keep her legs high with each step, her arms bent and her hooves up. Countless licks of the crop and whip had taught her how her owner liked her to walk. Now, it was practically second nature.

Looking over her shoulder, Applejack was again filled with pride. Pride that even though she had not ordered her to, Shimmer followed her training to the letter. When they got to the truck, the farmer opened the side door and helped her pony inside with a mighty grope to her bare ass that made Shimmer neigh with delight and shake and wiggle said ass, begging for another grope. “Calm down there, Shimmer, it’s just a short ride, girl.”

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After a short drive of just an hour, Applejack parked up her truck as the timer on the dashboard ticked over onto ten thirty a.m. Shimmer absolutely loved riding in the truck, she would have stood in the back for all to see if she could. Instead, she contented herself with watching the scenery change from urban to more rural the nearer they get to Celestia's place. For safe keeping, Applejack had the journal up front with her. “Ah know you want this tail in you, but if we're gonna give the Principal a show, we'll do it right.” The farmer stated as she got out of her truck with tail, book, crop and whip all under her right arm.

Opening the side door, Applejack then ‘helped’ Shimmer get out of the truck. She paid no heed whatsoever to where they were, if there was anybody else on the street or not or who of the neighbours – though the houses here were all detached and with a good twenty feet between each one – and, with a hand in her pony’s crotch, she used her immense strength to lift Shimmer up and set her down on the sidewalk. With a light pat to her ass, she encouraged her pony along. “Get along, little girl, don't want to keep her waiting.”

“NEeeeEEeeeEEeEEEIGH!” Shimmer let out the pleasured moan as she was set down on the sidewalk, her knees wobbling and horseshoes clopping on the pavement. She didn’t care at all who saw her in her current state. As far as she was concerned, she had nothing whatsoever to be ashamed of. After a moment to collect herself, she walked up to the house, keeping her knees high.

Smirking, Applejack licked her fingers clean of her pony’s juices and followed after her up the neatly kept pathway to the palatial villa. ‘This ought to be fun…’ she thought wryly to herself.

Completely unaware that she was about to receive visitors, Celestia was sat in her living room wearing nothing but her skimpy Brazilian bikini. She was having a rather splendid morning, all told. Luna was again off at Cheerilee’s place, leaving her in peace. As such, she had her coffee and her Awesome Mix cassette playing on a stereo that was, by her sister’s assessment, at least a thousand years old. Outside, on the path, Applejack was waiting to see if Shimmer would ring the bell or just knock. In the end, she used her hoof to ring the bell.

Caught by surprise, Celestia was indecisive if she should put a robe on or not. Peeking out of the window, she saw whom it was who was ringing her door bell and she almost fell to the floor in shocked surprise when she saw Sunset Shimmer in that outfit. With a deep breath, she decided to answer the door as she was. There was no way she could compete with that. “Oh my, Miss Applejack, Miss Shimmer, this is a pleasant surprise!” she declared when she opened the door to her guests. The much older woman was rather proud though when she saw Sunset’s mouth hang wide in response to her bikini.

It wasn’t only Sunset who was standing open mouthed. Applejack too was staring openly at Celestia’s massive fleshy breasts barely contained in the thin strips of red material that just covered her nipples. “Well ah, n-not the only pleasant surprise…” she quickly recovered her more dominant tone though. “Ah hope we haven't come at a bad time, but Shimmer has something to tell you.”

“PhhBBBT!” Shimmer snorted out her agreement, the pony nodding her head and drooling on her exposed chest.

“In that case, won't you both please come on in?” Celestia, who had noted that Sunset was wearing the red under bust corset with no other top and which completely left her drool covered breasts uncovered, stood aside to let them both enter her house. She may have been uncomfortable at the girl’s state of undress, had she not recently seen Honeyside and Dawnglow, as well as her sister and Cheerilee, naked and unashamed.

Grinning, Applejack took Shimmer’s reins in hand and, once they were inside, she led her pony over to a rather expensive looking white leather couch. Sitting down, the farmer placed Shimmer down on the floor, on the side that faced into the living room, for there was more space for her mare to kneel. When Celestia followed them into the room and sat back in her comfy wingback chair, Applejack sat with her legs wider than what would be lady like. “So...” the Principal blushed ever so faintly because she could see all the way up the blonde girl’s denim skirt to her bare pussy, “ah, I aaaaah…assume this is the pony play that Sunset was telling me about?”

“She told you about that, huh, well it’s a bit difficult for her to speak right now with the bit and all. Just one thing needs to be done before Ah can remove that.” Applejack held up the red and yellow tail butt plug. “Be a good girl Shimmer and drool on that for me.” Obediently, Shimmer leant over and drooled all over the five inch long, inch and a quarter wide tapered butt plug. Like she was watching an educational video, Celestia looked on, mentally taking notes. “Well, ya got it wet, but not wet enough. Hmm, Ah'll see what Ah can do…” the farmer, looking the older woman in the eyes, took the thin end of the plug and pushed it into herself, swirling it around in her wet snatch. “That should get it wet enough!”

Eager to watch – and learn - Celestia bit her lip, impressed with Applejack’s brazenness. Luna would be proud, that much was certain. Idly, she wondered if they got up to this sort of thing when they had been her students. Then, she admitted that they must have done. “That's her tail?”

“Yeah,” Applejack replied, never once breaking eye contact with her old teacher, “but this ain’t the right home for it. Mmmm, just getting it ready.” She could see by the choker that the older woman wore that she was a sub to her new partner. That just made the blonde wetter between her legs. It suited her, that much was obvious.

As she was watching the show being put on in her own living room – not the only show she had seen, thanks to her sister and Cheerilee – Celestia was getting quite hot and bothered. “Want some help with that?” she then blushed, not knowing where that came from.

“Sure enough, you could put her tail on.” Applejack grinned, pulling the now thoroughly lubed up plug out of her and she handed it over tail-first to Celestia. “On your hooves, Shimmer!”

Shimmer, who was a good pony, was immediately down on all four of her hooves, her ass up in the air. Proud of her good pony, Applejack placed a hand between Shimmer’s legs and then she pulled the tiny panties to the side as she slid a finger in her tight puckered asshole. “It goes right here.”

Her hand shaking, Celestia took the well lubricated plug and, pushing ever so slightly, the Principal inserted it into Shimmer’s asshole, loving the little neigh of pleasure that the pony made in response. She was amazed at how well Shimmer just stood there on her hooves and didn’t flinch. It was clear they had done this many times. “She's very well trained, Miss Applejack, you must be proud of her.” Celestia caught herself stroking Shimmer’s side like she would pet a real horse.

“She is well behaved most of the time, but there is a reason Ah have a crop and whip.” Like the Principal, Applejack caressed her pony’s flanks, enjoying the soft neighs that she made before she moved her hands up and she removed bridle. “She will be fine on the floor.” The dominant farmer then sat back, her legs wide.

Celestia, who recognised when she was getting an education herself, beamed a smile as Applejack sat back comfortably on the couch and Shimmer knelt on the floor much like Cheerilee did for Luna. She was eager to learn how others played the D/S game, so she could be a better sub for her Master. As such, she remembered her manners. “Can I get you both a drink before we talk?”

Taking up the magic journal, Applejack opened it on the coffee table between herself and Celestia to the page that Shimmer had shown her back at the farm. Now it had been mentioned though, her throat was a little dry. A bowl of water for mah pet, and Ah'd like some juice and fizzy water if you got it.”

“Of course, just a moment,” Celestia got herself up and out of her comfy chair and she hobbled carefully through to the kitchen and, while she got the drinks together, she cursed the cast on her leg. She was even slower getting back to the living room, seeing as how she was balancing two glasses and a bowl on a tray. However, she managed it. Setting the bowl of cold water in front of Shimmer, she gave Applejack her juice before sitting back down heavily. “You drove all the way here with Sunset…ah, I mean, Shimmer, like that?”

“If she had her way, she would have the tail on and ride standing in the back. Maybe Ah'll let her ride home that way.”

Celestia giggled as Shimmer saw Applejack’s wink and the pony let out a needy moan. “Oh my...” she though hadn’t looked away from the blonde’s snatch as she drank her water. “And you like being looked at too, I see.”

“Sunny is the real exhibitionist, but when she talked about this visit, Ah thought Ah could give a good show too. Judging by your eyes, you're not unhappy about it.”

“Not at all. I might be if this was in the halls at CHS, but we're not.” Celestia giggled brightly, because she could very easily imagine Applejack leading Sunset on the reins down the school’s halls. “Speaking of which, your pony hasn't stopped staring yet either.” Not to be outdone, the Principal had her legs similarly spread open, the bikini material barely covering her own shaven pussy.

Affectionately, Applejack reached over and she petted Shimmer’s head. “Bit is out, so you can speak.” She reminded her pony with a gentle rub to her ears, “Ah'll turn pages for you as needed, okay?”

Shimmer took a moment to remind herself that she could be Sunset again. “Aaaaaaah...” she flexed her jaw and sighed, because it was unusual for her to use human words when she was dressed in Shimmer’s tack. This would take some getting used to, alright.

Curiously, Celestia sipped her water and leant forwards. “I see, it's your magic journal, right Sunset? The one you used to communicate with Princess Twilight?”

“Yes ma'am,” Sunset had by now found her voice, thanks to slurping up some water from her bowl. “Since my last visit, I've been writing to Princess Twilight, and she's provided me with a wealth of information for you regarding the centaurs you told me about.”

More curious than ever, Celestia scooted over to have a proper look at the book, Applejack making room for her on the couch so she was sat on the farmer’s left with Sunset kneeling on her right. “What language is that written in?”

“Drunken chicken, Ah think…”

“It's Equestrian, ma'am.” Sunset was happily nestled in her sub-mode. Thankfully, Celestia’s carpet was thick, quilted and very comfortable to kneel on. She suspected Cheerilee had a cushion, for extended periods on the floor. “This is the map of Equestria,” she pointed with a hoof to the "Distant Land”. “That's where the centaurs are from.”

“Let me try an experiment, please.” She took one of the stones that Moonsilver had given her from the outside of her choker and she placed it in an inside pocket so that it touched her skin. “Let me look at the book again.”

As she nudged the book closer to Celestia, Applejack asked, “Was that stone you just moved like the ones we have?”

“Maybe, I've heard rumour about your stones and their importance. This one gives me the gift of...Languages, and it is working!” Celestia found that after just a few seconds in contact with the magic stone, she could read the text on the page that had, before, been illegible to her. “So, this is Equestrian?”

“Yes ma'am. I read the Princess's report,” Sunset explained as she pointed to the picture of the geodes, “it seems that Fluttershy has the main language geode.”

“What’s the other stone?” Applejack asked curiously, noticing the other stone on the Principal’s choker.

“This one is dreaming.” Celestia pointed to the stone on the left, “I have a third one on the inside for healing. It’s helping with my leg.”

Sunset found herself staring at Celestia for a long moment before a gentle tap of the crop on her ass helped her find her voice. She then proceeded to recap exactly what she told Applejack at breakfast. “Your dreaming stone matches mine,” she indicated with a hoof to her own geode that hung from her collar. “I have the main dream geode, just like Pinkie Pie has the main healing geode.” Sunset blushed before she continued, “It say so, a few pages in, there's a list of what geodes do what, and who here has bonded with them.”

Celestia though was drawn to a rather obvious fact. “There are eight geodes and only seven of you.”

“That's right ma'am. There were only seven in the crystal cave at Camp Everfree. Princess Twilight has it on authority that the eighth is a ruling stone that powers the others. Like the ring in that movie.”

“That must be the one with the elders,” Celestia mused more to herself than to her two guests. It certainly made a great deal of sense to her now she thought about it. “I did an experiment yesterday. My sister and Cheerilee were both able to use the healing stone. While Luna has her doubts about magic, Cheerilee has wholeheartedly accepted it.”

“Hard to have doubts when the evidence is there,” put in Sunset, with a knowing meaningful look to Applejack that earned her a gentle kiss from the crop that she held. “The Princess agrees with your theory about magical exposure and contamination, ma'am, that's why you, your sister, we all, have magic. Y’know, since the Fall Formal.”

Celestia nodded, absorbing all this information like a sponge absorbs water. “I have to appear before the council of elders to explain myself. They are scared. Some want to evacuate the forest and move on. I don't think that will save them from us.”

“It won't,” Sunset opined quickly. “Midnight Sparkle's portals erupted all over the city. The whole population was exposed, as you know. The more magic comes to this world, the stronger it gets here. All someone from here who was exposed to the magic from has to do is travel elsewhere and they’ll take the magic with them! It’ll spread throughout the world…”

The implication was clear, so very clear, so much so that the living room was silent for many long minutes while that sunk in. “They don't trust humans,” Celestia said eventually. “A long time ago, the Greeks left a very negative impression on them. I'm not sure what I could say to alleviate the situation.”

“From my experience, ma'am, words do little to change past opinions.” Sunset spoke up from her position on the floor, “Actions do a great deal. I learnt that after the Fall Formal. It wasn't until after the Showcase that the whispers about me stopped.”

Lovingly, Applejack caressed her pet’s cheek. With her eyes alone, she wordlessly she communicated how sorry she was that she was one of those who had not trusted Sunset straight away. She was so ashamed of all those ‘no offense’ comments. But, that was in the past. “Tell her why they came here in the first place, Sunny.”

A wink from Sunset told the farmer not to keep beating herself up. “Yes Mistress.” When Applejack flipped the page, she continued, “There was a centaur called Tirek the Destroyer. He came with his brother Scorpan to invade and enslave Equestria. Scorpan soon came to accept the ways of the ponies and he didn't want any part of it. To avoid a war with his brother, he asked that Starswirl the Bearded send his peaceful followers to a safe haven. Which was here.”

Shaking her head, Celestia sighed, “Those names mean nothing to me, but I'll pass them on to my Master…” the older woman trailed off to silence and her white cheeks lit up in a bright red blush after she realised what she just said.

Applejack though just smirked. “That is what a good pet should do.” It was a shame they had all graduated. She had a feeling CHS was going to be a very interesting place from now on.

Sunset raised a hoof up in the air. “I have an idea, in case you should need proof, ma'am.”

“I'm open to ideas.” Said Celestia as she watched Applejack pet Sunset’s red and yellow tail so hard it wiggled the plug that was wedged in her ass. Honestly she was hoping Sunset would have an idea, because she had nothing at all.

“Mmmmmmm!” Sunset moaned and, with a happy shiver of pleasure, she flexed her ass and hiked her tail up for her Mistress. “I'll need a pen, and for you to hold the book steady, please.”

“This is a good trick, Celestia, watch'n her write with her mouth.” Again, curious, Celestia heaved herself up and she got a pen from a nearby side table. Rather lecherously, Applejack – and Sunset – watched the Principal’s fat wide ass all the way as it wobbled teasingly in the tiny micro bikini she wore.

Once the pen was in her mouth, Sunset wrote in her journal. Watching, Celestia noted that her mouth writing was actually better than Rainbow Dash's scrawl with her hand. Idly, she wondered if Sunset had ever turned in a school assignment that had been mouth written. ‘Hi Princess.’ Sunset wrote in fluent Equestrian, ‘Told Celestia what you told me. She wants to present the information to her Master. Any chance you can send over a duplicate of what you wrote me? Add some official Equestrian seals and doodads. Love Shimmy.’

“Is doodad something Equestrian or are you playing with the Princess?” asked Celestia, regretting then that she wasn’t exactly up to date on the slang terms of the day.

Job done, Sunset passed the pen back with her mouth. After Celestia had taken it from her, she explained, “I'm playing. She knows what I mean. Dress it up and make its source and content irrefutable as evidence. Ma'am.” Sunset saw the flash of recognition on Celestia’s face and she knew they understood each other. “I want there to be no possible way for the centaurs to object to what you show them, ma'am. You said they were scared. Fear has a way of blinding people.”

“I well know that. All that has happened at the school had blinded me to accepting any rationale behind it.” Celestia shuddered, all of a sudden thinking back to how she had been just a few short weeks ago, worn out, tired, apathetic to just about everything. The ‘her’ before Moonsilver.

“To be fair, ma'am, you've seen a lot. It's understandable it would take time to accept everything. Um, may I please ask you a personal question?”

Watching her pet carefully, Applejack twiddled the crop she held in her hands. Celestia, who was sure that her guest wouldn’t get too personal, nodded her assent. “You may.”

“What's he like, your Master, I mean?” Sunset couldn’t help herself. The old academic in her was just too interested. “Even for Equestria, centaurs are pretty exotic creatures.”

Celestia took several seconds to drink her ice water and compose herself. Ultimately, she saw no reason to not do what she dearly wanted to do. “One moment, please, ladies.” Getting up, she left the living room and hobbled to her bedroom.

When they were alone, Applejack flicked the crop lightly on Sunset's upturned ass, marking each cheek. “Ah think that was in reason, but Ah wonder why she walked out?”

With each lick of the crop on her ass, Sunset gave a cute little eep. “Um, I don't know, Mistress. I'm sorry, but I'm curious, and you are too."

“Eeyup,” Applejack really couldn’t argue with her pet on that score. She was mighty curious indeed as to what these centaurs looked like.

Presently, after a short absence, Celestia returned to the living room with a flat round polished stone held in her hands and reverently she offered it to Sunset to hold in her hooves, which she did, carefully. “Another experiment,” she explained with a smile, “Think about the image you want to see and then say the image. I want you to say Pony Sunset, please.” Because she herself was curious about what the ponies looked like.

Sunset carefully balanced the stone on her hooves and, with a clear voice, said, “Pony Sunset.”

Instantly, a straw coloured unicorn with fiery yellow and red hair appeared above the stone like a hologram, stunning both of Celestia’s guests into silence. “Till now, I wasn't sure it was all true, but the stone doesn't lie. That is you if you were in Equestria, Sunset.”

“Ah'd ride that pony into the sunset…” Applejack murmured, her eyes for once riveted to the image on the stone rather than Celestia’s melons.

“Then why don't you?” Sunset’s eyes went wide as she realised she may have just crossed a line. “I um, I mean, the portal is right there, in front of the school, you know full well we can go anytime, Mistress.”

Using the crop, Applejack tilted Sunset's head up to face hers. “Not the same as me riding the pony you as it would be if Ah was a pony too,” lovingly, she kissed her lips, “So, Ah'll be happy riding the Shimmer Ah have now.”

Lightly, Celestia coughed, getting their attention. “As to your question,” she took the stone back from Sunset and said, “My Master.” Instantly, the image changed from the straw coloured unicorn to that of Moonsilver and, much to Celestia's embarrassment, he had a raging hard on hanging between his legs. “Um, aaaah…Moonsilver.”

“Eeyup. That's a stallion, alright.”

“Well. Stallion. Yes.” Sunset had no idea what she had been expecting to see, but that, that was low down on her list. The more she looked at the pale grey centaur and his dark grey mottled cock, the larger it seemed to get. She estimated it was at least sixteen inches. “Oh sweet Celestia, woweee! He was not in the back of the line when they were handing out dicks, was he?”

Seeing Celestia’s intense blush, Applejack brought the crop down hard, twice on each of Sunset’s ass cheeks. “She's been begging for that since we left the farm.”

“Aaaaaah....HNNNNG th-thank you, Mistress!” Although she had been punished, Sunset was of the opinion that it was totally worth it.

Celestia though, far from being offended, was laughing at the look on Sunset’s face and the noise she had just made. “I'm rather pleased with where he stood in line.” She did notice that the strike from the crop did leave a mark and she thought of Luna with Cheerilee and she started laughing again.

Before she could stop herself, Sunset asked, “Have ah, um, you know, done it, with him?”

The next crop strike that Applejack delivered, with pinpoint precision, hit the base of the butt plug. “You don't have to answer that, Celestia.”

“I left my shame not long ago.” Celestia declared with a proud look on her face. “I’ve mounted him and took him in past the medial ring.”

“Aaah aaAH s-so-sorry!” Sunset whimpered on her knees, though she was really impressed with that. He was after all a big looking stallion, in every sense of the word.

Applejack set down the crop and she picked up the buggy whip, holding it threateningly where Sunset could see it. “In case I need to go there, Sunny.” Threat made, she returned to petting Sunset's tail hard, because she liked how it made her pet wiggle and squirm.

“I knew from our first encounter I wanted all of him and for him to own all of me,” Celestia said.

“Ah can understand that.” In addition to petting her lover’s tail, Applejack occasionally gave it a firm but gentle tug.

Sunset, who was really loving the petting of her tail, wiggling just so in that way that she knew her Mistress liked. “I ah, aaah I apologise, ma'am, for being so blunt.”

Celestia just smiled at that. “I think you're not as blunt as you were a couple of years ago, hmm, Queen of the Spring Fling?” She just loved the intense blush that spread over her ex-student’s face. Then, she decided to have some fun. “Luna's butt!” Instantly, it appeared over the stone just like it had done back at the forest.

Applejack dropped the whip and she fell back on the couch laughing her head off. “Where did that come from?”

Likewise, Sunset doubled over laughing very hard indeed. “M-May I request an image or two, please?” she asked when she was able to speak again.

Applejack pulled her hat down over her eyes. “Why does this sound like it’s gonna be embarrassing?”

Once she had recovered from her giggle fit, Celestia held the stone for Sunset, who blew her girlfriend a kiss. “Pony Applejack!”

That got the apple farmer to sit up and lift her hat from over her eyes as she looked appreciatively at the image now before them on the stone. She could see the similarities on the pony’s face and features, especially the freckles. “She looks toned, but Ah don’t see no horn or wings, so she’s not a unicorn or pegasus.”

“You're an earth pony, Mistress!” Sunset pointed with a hoof and she giggled, “you even have the same hat! How’s that possible?”

Applejack sniffed and stuck her nose in the air in a good imitation of Rarity. “It's a nice hat.”

Celestia frowned, apparently in thought. “So, there are pony duplicates for all of you?”

“It looks like it, or human duplicates, depending on your point of view.” Sunset replied before she cleared her throat and leant in closer to the image stone. “Princess Celestia.”

Principal Celestia just stared open mouthed at the image of Princess Celestia that now appeared on the stone. She drank in every single part, from her long powerful legs, the musculature under the pure white fur, the bright yellow sun emblazoned on her – admittedly – wide ass, the strong yet regal look on the pony’s face and the long flowing multi-coloured mane and tail. “She's a right big one, ain’t she?” Applejack nicely summed up what she was thinking.

“Yes Mistress. She raises the sun and she's an alicorn, like her sister, Princess Luna.”

Normally, Celestia would have felt terrible that her namesake did not have the amount of grey in her multi-coloured hair that she herself did. Now, though, she just giggled, “Say Lunas's butt, go on!”

Sunset blushed in a manner that suggested what she was about to do was hugely rude and taboo. “Princess Luna's butt!”

The image that greeted them all now was of Princess Luna’s regal behind with her flowing dark blue tail flagging upwards, fully exposing her wet, winking marehood. Wherever she was and whatever she was doing, the Princess was obviously having ‘fun’. Celestia lost it, falling into her comfy chair in gales of laughter. She almost fell out of the chair, and did fall out of her top. “That looks like one hell of a breeding mare,” Applejack commented, causing the Principal to laugh harder.

“Aaaaaah...” Sunset didn't know where to stare the most, either at the lewd image on the stone or at the now exposed nipples on the huge breasts before her. She tried to stare at both together as the journal vibrated and glowed, mercifully saving her from her predicament.

“Hey now, it looks like we got an answer.”

When Applejack said that, Celestia, with a great effort, stopped laughing and sat up in her chair. Whether she didn’t know or she didn’t care that she had fallen out of her top, she made no effort to cover herself up with the thin material. “Is that magic?”

“Yes ma'am,” staring openly at Celestia's chest and her big round erect nipples, she found she was drooling just a little. “Could you um...lift it up please? It'll stop doing that when you open it.”

Celestia leant forward to oblige and then even Applejack whistled at the older woman’s swaying breasts. If she noticed, she gave no sign of it. “Is that the right page?”

Sunset didn't answer straight away, she was completely mesmerised, as was her girlfriend. “Uh huh...” she pressed her legs together and, opening it up, began to read, “Dear Sunset, I have everything you need, along with all the seals and 'doodads' that you requested. Please tell Principal Celestia I will deliver it in pony...or rather, in person at your convenience. Your teacher always, Celestia.”

“Ah thought only P. Twi wrote in your book?”

Sunset shrugged. Up until now, Applejack was right. It was always Princess Twilight that wrote to her. However, this time, the beautiful writing was not that of the Princess of Friendship. “She must have gone to her to get things you need, ma'am.”

Celestia had a wide eyed rabbit in the headlights look on her face. “Your Celestia is coming here?”

“Yes ma'am, it seems she wants to bring the information in person.”

That just made her eyes grow wider, like they might pop out of her head. “Isn't that like the president stopping by my house for tea? What do I need to do?” she couldn’t help but look as panicked as she felt, because she normally had the time to prepare for these kind of events.

Sunset couldn’t help but giggle as she knew by now that Princess Celestia was just a pony with a wicked sense of humour. “Celestia, ma'am, please calm down. The Princess is just a pony. She poops just like you do, and she said at your convenience.”

“Ah don't think the Principal needs a pitch fork when she does that though,” Applejack laughed out loud, “You could ask when she’s coming, how many are coming with her, and if she has any special needs. Like her steak cooked medium rare?”

“AJ!”

“What,” Applejack shrugged innocently at her girlfriend and ignored the scandalised look on her face, “You got P. Twi to eat a hamburger while she was here.”

“That was a tofu burger!”

As Applejack rolled her eyes, Celestia asked, “Does the Princess have a special diet?”

Blushing, Sunset took the pen in her mouth and she hastily wrote back, asking her former mentor for times, any entourage, dietary requirements like her girlfriend had suggested. “Well,” she said when that was done, “humans can't eat flowers or hay, so just some veggie style dishes will be great. And that red velvet cake, I know for a fact she loves that.”

“Oh, oh, I love that too!” For a moment, Celestia wondered at what other similarities she shared with her Equestrian counterpart. “I can do vegetarian. Even my sister likes that food.”

Sunset snickered at the revelation that Principal Celestia liked cake. A secret that everybody knew about, ever since the Canterville High newspaper had printed a picture of her face deep in a cake that one time. “I thought you might…”

“I know the centaurs eat meat.”

“Do they?” Sunset asked, again eager to learn something new, “What are they like? What have you learnt, besides the fact the males apparently have five legs...”

Applejack silenced her pet by pinching the ear closest to her. “Keep it civil, Shimmer or you ride back home in the cab.”

“You'd really make her ride in the back of your truck like that?” asked Celestia.

“More likely Ah'd make her not ride in the back of the truck like that.” Applejack corrected the older woman before a sly thought crept through her mind. “If you want, you could join her like you are now.”

Where the girls were looking made Celestia look down and, mortified, she replaced the bikini top over her nipples, covering them up. Of course, ‘covered up’ was a subjective term, given how little she was wearing to begin with. “Oh, um, I think I'd rather not ride around like this. I'm getting more comfortable in my own skin, but that is way outside my current comfort zone.”

“You look beautiful, ma'am. Really, I don't blow smoke.” Then, the journal buzzed with a reply, sidelining whatever else Sunset was about to say. Applejack opened the book for her and she read it out loud, “Dear Sunset Shimmer and Principal Celestia, I would like a meeting as soon as it is convenient for you. Princess Twilight Sparkle will be coming. Life is a little slow over here at the moment and the opportunity to get away for a little bit with world altering news is too good to pass up. Your Teacher, Princess Celestia. P.S. I would very much like to get away from Canterlot as Luna and Octavia have just had their second foal, and all I can hear is crying and smelly nappies.”

Applejack snorted out a laugh, “Trust me, smoke is one of the few things she doesn't blow.”

“How about the weekend after the next?” Celestia offered thoughtfully, “With the healing stone I may be out of this cast by then, and I’m thinking the Camp Everfree goodbye event for the graduates, there may not be so many prying eyes around CHS. Plus, I can talk to Silver about seeing if I can have a plus one or two for the meetings with the elders.”

“I'll tell her, hang on.” Sunset wrote and almost instantly she got a reply of ‘yes! oh Me, yes!’.

“Oh me?” Celestia looked confused.

“That would be like me saying 'Thank Luna Ah was caught parking in the faculty lot’,” Applejack laughed.

“Oh,” getting the joke, Celestia placed the image stone down on the coffee table. “Moonsilver and Dawnglow.” This time, when Moonsilver appeared, he wasn't read to rut. “You can see they are very equine, but they do hunt. Their society seems to be a hunter gatherer society. I've not seen any agriculture, but there was some in the lunch that Honeyside made. Both Silver and Glow are hunters.”

Sunset giggled, “Celestia and Luna are goddesses in Equestria. By the sounds of it, a certain goddess has her bags packed already to come over now.” She then looked at the stone and smiled, “So it’s a caste system. Hunters, Builders, Farmers, Diplomats, each working their role for the greater good of the tribe, each as valued as the rest.”

“Like any caste system,” Celestia said with a nod of her head, “some do lord their position over others. I don't think the positions are truly equal to each other. Still, it does seem to work, but I haven't had much time to observe the others.”

The magic journal then vibrated and flashed once more, getting their attention. “She says give the word and she'll be over with the information you need as and when,” Sunset read aloud, “Just have plenty of cake and ice cream when she does.”

“Cake I can do, but it’s hard to hide any ice cream from my sister.”

“So,” Sunset started, “Are you gonna meet with your Master again, tell him what we told you here, then get back to me so I can tell the Princess to come over?”

“Yes,” Celestia nodded, “I think that would be best. I will know where I stand then.”

Without warning, Sunset leant down and, taking the pages containing the centaur information in her mouth, she ripped them from the journal and passed them over to Celestia who was looking at her like she had just lost her mind. “You keep these then!”

Celestia was more than a bit shocked at what Sunset had just done. She had a look on her face like she expected to be struck down with lightning at any second. “Yo-You just ripped pages out of a magical book!?”

Applejack shrugged, “She does it all the time to pass out recipes.”

“Alright, calm down, Twilight in disguise,” Sunset giggled, holding up her hooves to try and calm the Principal. “I can always go and get some more, it’s not a big thing, I do it all the time, honest.”

“Okay, I'll text you with what I find out next Saturday, then, Sunset.”

“Alright! Um...” Seeing as she had drank all the water from her pet bowl, Sunset raised a hoof. The familiar cramping feeling in her gut told her she had a full bladder that needed taking care of. “Mistress, may I pee, please?”

“Yes you may, but not here.” Applejack took that as her cue that it was time to go home. “Time to put your bridle back on, Shimmer.” The farmer picked up the bridle and, starting with the red leather bit, secured it around her pony’s head. “It has been a real pleasure ma'am, and that bikini is a good look for you, when we came in and now. Now though, Ah need to get this little filly home.”

Getting up off the floor, Sunset made a very happy neighing sound now that the bridle was back on and the bit was back in her mouth. She was back in her particular comfort zone, the pony where she belonged. “It was a pleasure to have you both,” Celestia smiled as she stood up as well, “I hope you come again.”

“Shimmer’s accepting of hugs. So am Ah,” no sooner had Applejack said that then Celestia wrapped them both, first Sunset and then Applejack herself, up in a very tight breast smooshing hug that seemed to go on forever. “Good thing Ah didn't wear no panties, Ah would’ve had to change them after that.” Though her legs were a little wobbly, the farmer took hold of Shimmer’s reins. “Come along lil’ filly, Ah'll let you ride in the back.”

Celestia stood at her open door and waved them off, after all, Shimmer’s breasts were on display for all to see, so she could stand there and wave for a few moments. Shimmer happily clopped her hooves after her Mistress, beaming with pride as she was led up to the truck. The Principal had to admire the way she walked, confident high steps that made her tail swish side to side. Again, she let out the pleasured neigh when her Mistress lifted her by her crotch and placed her in the back.

With her pony in place, Applejack lowered the back gate. “If you should pee back here, Ah won't mind. You may need to hose out the bed when we get home, though.” Shimmer nodded whinnied, grateful for that because she doubted she could hold her pee in all the way home to the farm, even if Applejack took the direct way home. When the truck lurched into life with a thunder of engine noise, Celestia waved them off until she couldn't see them anymore.

Then, she went back inside to sit in her comfy chair and listen to her Awesome Mix Volume Two. Her guests had been given her a lot to think about.