Principal Celestia's Stable: Filled Fashionista [ My Small Horsie ] | 4 |

"She'll be here any minute! Everything's almost ready...hurry, hurry, hurry!" Rarity was talking to herself as she bustled about the school's costume room, making sure everything was perfectly in place. The young fashion designer scooped up a handful of cloth samples into her arms before darting them over to the far end of the room, where a trunk had been left open. Without a care for the fabric, she tossed the various samples into the trunk in a haphazard fashion, and her voice chimed in again as she slammed the trunk down on them. "I'm sorry, my darling silks, but I simply can't have a mess hanging about for my visitor!"

She'd make something nice from the discarded samples after Principal Celestia left; that would make it up to the beautiful cloth she had been forced to hide. With that last slam of the trunk, the school's costume room had been made immaculate, kept in perfect condition under the leadership of the school's finest designer. Rarity would've had it no other way for the visitor of the day; after all, it was important to her that Principal Celestia knew she was leaving the school's costume room in capable hands.

She had been notified the evening before that Principal Celestia would be meeting with her, under the specific desire to have a new suit tailored for her. She didn't know the exact reasons but the Principal's note had suggested it was a very important matter, and when it came to fashion Rarity took such dealings very, very seriously. She had even dressed up herself for the occasion in the most professional style she could, dressed in a finely styled business blazer and matching pencil skirt, complete with light purple nylons that led into a pair of short, dark heels. The purple of her leggings was meant to draw a bit of attention away from the otherwise dark suit; after all, black was a terrible drab color on its own, and the only other flash of color she wore that afternoon was the bright red of her glasses perched atop her nose. With a soft grunt Rarity glanced down at her watch and darted before her mirror one last time.

"Right. Everything's in order. You can do this, Rarity." She spoke softly and thoughtfully, smoothing her hands down the front of her suit. "You...are...a fashion star."

So many doors could be opened up by designing the most wonderful suit for Principal Celestia! Perhaps her first step into the professional fashion world would be designing fine clothes for faculty members? Or perhaps Principal Celestia knew some high-profile people! Or perhaps someone would see the Principal at a conference, and just demand to know who made her elegant, wonderful su-

Rarity's wild dreaming was cut off as the door to the costume room opened, and the principal stepped in wearing her usual attire. That same simple tan suit matched with dark purple slacks with little more than a Canterlot High football shirt underneath. Such a drab and pedestrian outfit for a woman of such style and presence. Rarity beamed as the older woman stepped in and closed the door behind them, and was so utterly distracted she didn't even notice as Celestia's fingers moved that extra inch to snap the door's lock into place.

"Principal Celestia, I'm so glad you could come!" Rarity beamed, stepping forward as she snatched a tape measure off of the desk. She slung it around the back of her neck and let it casually dangle as she approached her principal, offering her most charming smile. "I'm honored that you have chosen me to produce your brand new ensemble!" The final word was added with a bit of dramatic flair, complete with one of the designer's hands flaring out. Principal Celestia simply nodded with a smile, giving a slow glance from side to side as she finally spoke.

"The costume room looks wonderful, Rarity." She offered to the girl, stepping up into the center of the room. "I had half expected to see things all strewn about. I know how you creative types can be."

"Oh, my dear Principal, don't be silly!" Rarity gave a half-nervous laugh, thankful that she had come in early to start tidying up. "What sort of responsible student would I be if I left the place a cluttered mess?" In truth, the clutter helped her design, but there was no need to mention that in light of far more important issues. "Now, before we begin I'll need to take your measurements. Would that be acceptable to you?"

"By all means." Principal Celestia just smirked and gave her fashion-inclined student a small nod. "Just tell me what you need me to do, and we'll get right to it."

"Wonderful!" Rarity beamed as she pulled her tape measure from her shoulders, snapping it out and preparing to work. "This won't take long, Principal Celestia, I'll have you back to work within ten minutes!"

Rarity didn't know it yet, but she'd be in that room for much, much longer.

The fashionista worked quickly, moving the tape measure over the principal's arms and shoulders with precise and practiced motions. It didn't surprise Celestia that she was skilled with it; after all, Rarity had already designed so many wonderful costumes for the boys and girls of Canterlot High. And she'd be lying if she said she wasn't genuinely looking forward to whatever new suit Rarity could design for her...but that was hardly the reason that she came that afternoon. Principal Celestia played herself muted and understated at first; stretching her arms out and letting Rarity work, never interrupting, and only speaking when she asked a direct question. Her eyes flashed as she studied the designer in her new outfit, that wonderful black pencil skirt bouncing around purple nylons and that tight blazer around her only recently matured frame. Rarity had always been one of the most beautiful girls in her school, elegant and stylish with a surprising kindness that took the edge off of her overdramatic personality. She was a girl that Principal Celestia had thought about bringing into her guidance many times in the past, and now that time had finally arrived.

Rarity fumbled her way through the measuring of Celestia's bust, trying hard not to look nervous as she leaned in close and drew her arms around the older woman's back. Celestia grinned the entire time and allowed her senses to fill with Rarity's scent; a fruity and sweet aroma that was likely the newest fragrance on the market. She held perfectly still as the young woman's hands moved about her ample bust contained in her usual clothes, bringing the tape measure up and making a note of her size.

"There we go. All done with your torso." Rarity mused, releasing her tape measure's tight grip around Celestia's chest. "Now for your legs. If you could stand with your feet apart by about afoot?"

Celestia didn't respond other than doing exactly what she was told, drawing in a deep and patient breath as Rarity knelt. The work the young woman had already done had started to fuel the principal's passions and before long Rarity would find herself a certain surprise; something Celestia was deeply eager to show her. Patiently she waited as Rarity's hands worked on her principal's waist, moving from the outside of her waist down to her pant's cuff, and then back up again. Eventually, Rarity said six little words that Celestia had been waiting for; the announcement of things to come.

"I need to check your inseam." Rarity responded simply and looked up at Principal Celestia as if she was seeking permission. After all, it could certainly be a private issue if someone was left unprepared, and she wasn't about to be so bold as to invite her hand up along Principal Celestia's thigh. The older woman just arched a slender brow and gazed down at the pretty, purple-haired girl kneeling at her feet. She looked good there.

"Please." Celestia offered in response, and from there she simply waited. She could feel one of Rarity's hands move to the edge of her pant cuff, while the other drifted up. Slowly Rarity's free hand moved up with the tape measure, intent on nestling it against her principal's inseam and getting an accurate measurement. What she found; however, was enough to give the young woman quite a start.

"Oh...oh my." Rarity's voice came out in a whisper, just as her hand pressed up with her tape measure. Though her glasses slipped to the tip of her nose at that moment she could still clearly see it; the thick outline of Principal Celestia's member along the inside of her right pant leg. The tight garment was gripping along her shaft to draw perfectly the size and the shape of it, and thanks to Rarity's attention in the past few minutes it was fully enlarged. It was unmistakeable just what was waiting there underneath Celestia's pants, and Rarity had indeed been quite obvious about noticing it. The young woman's voice broke out once more into the air between them, still sounding shy and even a bit nervous. "Ah...I mean...just a second longer, Principal Celest-"

"Measure it." The older woman's voice interrupted Rarity, and she slowly moved to fold her arms across her chest. A brow rose with authority against Principal Celestia's pearl-pink flesh, and she gave a long, hard gaze at the fashionista at her feet. With the slightest tug of a dominant smirk at the corner of her lips, she took a slow and steady breath, before offering her words once more to the young woman. "I've always been curious."

"It...you mean...you mean…" Rarity stammered for a moment and gave a nervous swallow as she looked at the length pressing through her principal's pants. The young woman's white flesh drew a deep red blush at the order from the older woman, and she bit down on her bottom lip as she pondered it. She did want to make a good impression on the principal, but this was certainly against the fashion designer code of conduct. It was with a trembling hand that Rarity held her tape measure up against the base of Principal Celestia's lap, just where that length started to be visible through the fabric of her pants. With another hand she pulled her tape measure taut and started to glide her touch down the shaft, her breathing halted, and her nerves were on edge as she did so.

Principal Celestia just gave a small groan of delight as her cock was measured; the young woman's fingers smoothing down her length easily enough to make it twitch into excitement. The stiff length remained well-behaved for the most part, though as she felt Rarity's fingers push at her cockhead through her pants it gave a steady twitch of delight. When the young woman had finished with her measurement she looked up at Principal Celestia, her voice shaky and quivering with a mixture of nervousness and undeniable excitement.

"It's...ah...it's slightly over eight inches, Principal Celestia." She murmured, gazing up at the older woman and studying her through her glasses. The principal tapped her chin in thought, before speaking up abruptly and suddenly.

"That doesn't sound right." She announced simply, and one of her hands finally lowered. She let her fingers drop down into the beautiful, styled purple locks of the designer, and as she spoke again she pulled Rarity's head in closer. "Have a closer look, dear."

Rarity's tape measure fell to the floor as her hands dropped, a squeal of surprise parting her lips. No matter what the measurement read Principal Celestia's member was massive; especially set against the otherwise elegant frame of the older woman. In that swift motion Rarity was soon pressed into getting to know every last inch better, and as she was still left gasping her face was squeezed in against the fabric of Principal Celestia's slacks, her cheek and her lips meeting the indent in her clothing where that mighty length rested. Celestia held her thereafter the initial press for a long moment, and as she was caught there Rarity's hands moved down, holding onto Celestia's knees as she took in several long, deep breaths. The heat of her principal's cock was pressed down to her flesh and every scent was one filled with arousal, sending more and more tantalizing waves down Rarity's body. Down her slender shoulders and modest bust, down into her purple-nylon-clad thighs and her already dampening sex. The girl gave a shuddering breath as her glasses were pushed eschew by the older woman's fabric-pressed length, and she finally found the strength to speak as her hands tightened against her principal's slacks.

"On...on closer inspection…" She murmured, her cheeks red and her voice stammering from naughty delight. "I think it may be...considerably larger. And...and quite thick."

Rarity's glasses fell from her face, caught only by the chain keeping them around her neck, as Principal Celestia shifted her cock to the fashionista's other cheek. With a groan of delight, the older woman pushed her length against the pretty young thing, her fingers tight in her hair and her lap slowly rolling forward. She gave a slow, forceful dry thrust against Rarity's wonderfully warm skin, and her voice broke out in a lewd, dominant tone.

"I've wanted to fuck your face for some time, Rarity." Principal Celestia announced, dropping every last trace of pretense from her visit. Another slow press of her hips gave another dry hump to Rarity's face, and the young woman gasped as she felt the heat of that member squeezing to her cheek. "I'll admit I didn't think it'd be like this, but...it feels too good to stop."

That much was entirely true. The pressure building at her length was wonderful, and each time she rolled her hips forward she got to drag her enormous length along the beautiful girl's white cheek. It'd be easy to simply pull her member out and press it against Rarity's perfect little lips, but after all, she'd have plenty of time to do that in the future. A young woman only got to see her principal's cock for the first time just once, and Celestia was keen to keep Rarity hanging on that moment just a little bit longer. The sound of the girl below her was a delightful noise, each word bringing a faint vibration through the fabric of her pants.

"I...s-suppose I can reapply my makeup before my next class." She murmured, bracing herself on her knees. Rarity bit down on her bottom lip as her excitement built more and more, and she steeled herself for the excitement that was yet to come. "I would hate to have a dissatisfied customer, Principal Celestia."

The older woman just grinned, her fingers tightening in Rarity's soft hair as she slowly started to fuck.

Rarity could feel every last inch of Celestia's cock as it moved up and down her face, grinding slowly at first so the young woman could savor every last moment of it. She pulled Rarity's face down until the edge of her closed eye was pressed flat against the shape of her cockhead, and then back up until she buried Rarity's nose in the crotch of her fabric. Up and down, up and down she continued to roll her length along the fashionista's face, savoring the warmth and the pressure and the occasional excited noise from the stylish young woman. Rarity's excitement was undeniable as she was used as an effective tool for pleasing the older woman, her temperature rising and her breath quickening, her fingers tightening against the fabric of Celestia's pants. The older woman's hand was forceful as it guided her up and down, but as she gestured with her free hand down at the younger girl, there was still plenty for Rarity to do.

"Strip." She ordered simply, her voice ringing with authority. "Everything but the nylons. They look good on you."

Rarity would've taken the chance to beam at the praise over her stylish choice to go with the light purple nylons, but instead, all she was able to offer in the heat of the moment was a quick nod and a hungry moan. Her hands worked to do just as she was ordered, her trembling fingers moving to slip out of her blazer and cast it aside, and then working at the buttons of her simple, plain dress shirt. The entire time her face was pressed up and down along Celestia's shaft, and by the time she had her chest half-exposed under her shirt the pace of the older woman's thrusting had continued. Celestia's lips parted in a desperate moan as she continued to roll her hips, delighted at the warm and unique pleasure and intent on continuing it even as her newest pet worked frantically to undress. The only question would be whether Rarity could fully strip to Celestia's standards by the time the older woman was finally released, all through the press of a pretty face on her pants.

Rarity's shirt soon joined her blazer, discarded to the side and revealing a rather scandalous, lacy purple bra. The principal regarded it with a smirk, immediately recognizing it as the wishful thinking of a young woman that simply ached to feel stylish and sexy at all times. The lacy garment hadn't found its way on Rarity's body that morning in the expectations that anyone would see it, though now it was fully under the gaze of a woman more than twice her age. She could only barely wait to see what sort of underthings found their way over Rarity's tender, young slit.

"Such a sexy little flirt you are." Principal Celestia continued to purr, her hips rocking still as Rarity worked at her pencil skirt. Her heels kicked off of her feet with ease as she continued to kneel on the floor, and soon each one of her elegant legs had to lift to allow the skirt to pass over them. A matching pair of light purple panties rested underneath and against Rarity's sex; marked with a noticeable mark of moisture. With a trembling grip, she moved to grab at the waistband of her panties, and when she could manage it amidst the dry humping of her face she gazed up at Principal Celestia as if asking if she should remove them too. The older woman responded only by tightening her grip on her newest slut's hair, thrusting her lap forward, and giving her a commanding tone. "Keep going. Now."

Rarity was a beautiful and elegant woman, though she had never quite thought of herself as submissive. She was delicate and ladylike and wonderfully fashionable but never had she imagined she'd be so willing to be pressed to her knees, servicing an enormous member and being made to strip. The unexpected delight she felt from it only made her hands tremble faster as she worked, sliding out of her panties and giving a faint whimper of delight as she was forced to do so. Her panties were tossed to the side and underneath waited a perfectly shaven and trimmed slit; wonderfully groomed and kept delightfully smooth. The same stylish eye likely dictated her decision to be shaven; the young woman's keen eye recognizing that even her until-then unseen pussy would look more pleasing without a trace of hair. Principal Celestia purred at what little she could see past her bust and the young woman's increasingly-naked frame, and she licked her lips as her thrusting continued.

"Bra." She ordered, and her pumping picked up in pace. It was there that Rarity fumbled and eventually lost the race. As her hands slinked behind her to work at unhooking her bra, she was simply overwhelmed too much to focus. Fabric that she had worn for years now didn't obey her touch, her fingers slipping and teasing over the clasp and refusing to unlatch it properly. Celestia took the opportunity to give the young woman an even more desperate series of thrusts with her member still encased in her pants, the last few powerful movements as it remained pressed flush against Rarity's cheek.

The young woman cried for a surprise as she felt Celestia's length start to throb; so powerfully and potently that she could feel it pulse through her pants. The older woman gave a lewd groan as she rolled her head back, her length twitching and spasming under the confines of her pants. Marks of wetness appeared down her right thigh and Rarity could feel the heat intensify, her cheeks darkening in a wicked blush just as her hands finally obeyed. The snap of her bra became undone and soon fell away to reveal a young and modest bust; a pretty white shelf of a teenage breast that was easily a match for Sunset Shimmer's or Fluttershy's. It was set just underneath the frame of the young woman's glasses, still hanging from the delicate chain around her neck.

Principal Celestia pulled back with a smile, and her hands moved down to her waistband as she regarded the newly naked young woman. Rarity moved her glasses back up to her face but otherwise knelt there naked in her nylons, her lovely figure exposed and her eyes transfixed as her teacher started to undress. The tacky tan blazer and the passe football shirt were tossed aside to reveal a wonderful set of mature breasts set against pearl-pink skin, and the snap of Celestia's bra dropped her pants to reveal her member. It immediately stood up; unhindered by her recent orgasm, glistening in the cream that had nowhere to go within her slacks. There was a patch of white within her dormant trousers as she stepped out of them, and as she drew in close to Rarity once more she let her cock linger forward, sweeping idly back and forth and even once tapping the young woman's cheek, making her flinch from delight.

"I'm going to fuck you now, Rarity." Principal Celestia announced in a matter-of-fact tone, her voice stoic as she lowered her hands. One took the young woman's hair once more while the other the base of her cock, and she eased the tip around Rarity's features. Each touch of her length smeared cum across the pretty fashionista's face; be it her cheek, her brow, and even once a long line of cum left across her glasses. The entire time Rarity was frozen in delight, her cheeks dark as she continued gazing up at her principal and that magnificent, thick length she had just been introduced to. When the principal spoke up once more Rarity quickly nodded, licking her lips of a touch of flavorful cum that had been smeared there. "Bend over for me. I bet you're even prettier with a cock stuffed inside of you."

"Yes, Principal Celestia! It's an honor, ma'am!" Rarity beamed, her eyes shining and a wide, wicked smile erupting on her lips as she stammered to her feet. The young woman trotted over to a simple black dressing bench at the side of the room, the perfect height for her to take a knee upon. She let her right leg pull up to nestle her knee against the cushion while her left remained straight, her upper half bending forward and pushing against the bench. She gazed over her shoulder and looked to the older woman now advancing upon her, her eyes transfixed on that marvelous, still-hard cock. "And I must confess, you do look remarkable without those dreadful pants of yours!"

Principal Celestia just rolled her eyes with a grin and stepped up squarely behind Rarity. Her cock fell squarely against the sculpt of the young woman's rear and she let it rest there, allowing the delicate young woman to feel the weight as she took in the pleasure of the moment. Her hands lowered and caressed Rarity's legs; feeling the fabric of her nylons as she trembled at her touch, and by the time her hands explored back up she took a tight hold of the fashionista's waist. With a small jerk of her hips, she allowed her length to slip back off of Rarity's rear and line up properly against her folds, the enormous tip squeezing against the pretty purple-haired girl.

Rarity whimpered, her teeth once more finding a place on her bottom lip as she braced herself for her principal's cock. She was nervous but bravely ready for anything, eager to be fucked and claimed by the older woman and her massive length. The scent of cum clinging to her face was only managing to excite her more, and if she didn't feel like she'd soon need both hands to keep herself balanced she would've slipped a finger up, eagerly ushering some of it to her tongue. Instead, Rarity was simply left bracing herself for the moment that Principal Celestia penetrated her, and when that moment came her voice erupted into a delightful moan.

Celestia's brow raised at the noise, and she drew in a deep shudder as she felt the fashionista stretch around her cock. It might've served her to claim Rarity after school hours, the principal realized at that point, since the girl was bound to be an overdramatic and loud fuck. Still, the costume room was far down the hall of a mostly abandoned part of the school, and with that wonderful, wet grip around her cock there was no way that Celestia would be stopping anytime soon. She pushed herself in as Rarity's moans continued, and when she finally squeezed every last inch into the girl she leaned forward with a smile.

"How's that feel, you pretty little slut?" Principal Celestia's voice slipped out, and though the words were harsh her tone certainly wasn't. It was a soft and loving coo that erupted from her lips as she gave the girl praise, and it came accompanied by the feel of strong, mature hands moving around to squeeze her breasts. Celestia rolled her hips from side to side as Rarity continued to hold her to the hilt, and the older woman pressed her question as she squeezed her breasts hard down on the girl's shoulders. "Fits as good as a perfectly tailored dress, doesn't it?"

"Oh...oh my...gracious…" Rarity was practically swooning, her elegant hair just a bit out of place and her white cheeks flushed red with delight. She trembled around that enormous length stretching her out, and her knee dug in a little deeper against the cushion of the bench. "I might...need my fainting couch after this. I don't know if I'll make my next class."

"I'll write you a pass." Principal Celestia purred, her hands sweeping from Rarity's breasts to once more take ahold of her hips. "It's what any good principal would do."

While it wasn't quite exactly what any good principal would do, Principal Celestia started to thrust at that instant. Her hips pulled back and then crashed in hard and deep, plunging her cock once more into the depths of the beautiful fashionista. Rarity predictably made a loud moaning fuss of herself from the very first strike, her overdramatic tone pitching through the room as she was claimed on the end of her principal's length. Celestia just smirked and allowed her to wail, letting her fill the room and the halls beyond with her noise. The class was already in session and they were far enough away so that nobody would hear them.

At least, she suspected.

Barely audible over the sound of Rarity's desperate moaning was the steady noise of flesh slapping to the flesh, Rarity's rump bouncing each time it struck Principal Celestia's lap. The wet embrace of her pussy was tight around her teacher's cock and each time the older woman pulled back she always halted when just the tip was contained; ensuring that she could enjoy the feel of every last inch sinking back inside of the girl without risking it falling out. It made for a series of deep and powerful thrusts that left the two joined in a few heated moments of bliss, with Celestia's hands wrapped tight around her student's waist and her member enjoying the wet delight of her entrance. While the two continued to crash together Rarity's beautiful purple hair flowed back and forth, practically dancing with every push of her hips. Her glasses slinked to the tip of her nose but by some miracle managed to stay on, and even as her brow took on a light sheen of sweat she managed to look elegant and stylish throughout. Whether it was walking a runway or simply walking to class, or even being brutally fucked from behind, few girls that Celestia knew could look so constantly graceful as Rarity.

It only made it more fun to imagine her months from now, seeded along with her friends. If anyone could pull off pregnant and beautiful with nothing but style and flair, it was Rarity. Principal Celestia beamed at the thought as she tightened her hands around the young woman's waist, her knees locking into place and her cock desperate for more and more of her warm, wet embrace.

"Oh, Principal Celestia, darling, you're so...ravenous!" Rarity's desperate moaning only managed to break away when the dramatic young woman needed to make a wild declaration, her voice rising and falling in sweeping gestures. "I've never felt such passion!"

She'd feel it a lot more from now on; that much was certain. From the instant, Celestia had sunk her length into Rarity's hole she knew she'd be keeping the beautiful young woman in a steady spot in her routine, someone to visit and fuck on at least a semi-daily basis. A morning blowjob from Fluttershy. Bending Sunset Shimmer over her office's desk during lunch. And late afternoon? Making the drama queen scream. Pretty soon, she'd need to hire an assistant to keep her steadily growing stable of bitches happy.

"You're so tight…" Celestia hissed through her teeth, bucking forward harder and harder and sending wet, sloppy noises filling the room. Eventually, her thrusts were so hard that Rarity's knee bounced off of the bench with every press, sending her into a series of squeaks and gasps in between her wild groaning. "I'm going to fill this little pussy so full…"

In truth, she wasn't sure how Rarity was going to react to the news. Whether the young woman would be startled at her teacher's intentions or beg her to cum outside of her pussy; it didn't particularly matter. Celestia intended on cumming inside of her no matter what. She didn't expect; however, to see the pretty young thing look over her white shoulder, gazing back at her instructor with a sex-mad look in her eyes through the lenses of her glasses.

"Yes, darling, yes!" She beamed in a sweeping gesture, moaning as her entrance tightened around Principal Celestia's cock. "Fill me up deep, darling! Give me every last bit of your fabulous cream!"

Principal Celestia only grinned wide and wickedly, chuckling a bit as she let her pleasures run wild through her. Rarity was a drama queen at her very core, and there was nothing quite so dramatic as a tight teen pussy filled with a copious load of cum. And if that's what she wanted, that was exactly what Celestia was going to give her. The older woman's muscles tightened as she started to fuck faster and faster, the squeaking of the bench underneath them soon joining the litany of noises from Rarity's young frame. Faster and faster Principal Celestia pushed herself, her cock relishing that tight, wet grip of the young woman's slit, until finally in a shared moan of delight both women hit a stunning peak.

The costume room and the hall leading to it were filled briefly with the noises of their release; a staggering round of gasps and grunts as the older woman started to fill her teenage slut. Rarity's eyes rolled back in her head as Principal Celestia started to cum, her member throbbing hard and steady as she started to unload. One, two, three spurts of thick white release suddenly flooded the pretty young thing's pussy, and through it, all Rarity moaned as her thrilling orgasm shook through her. Her slit gripped tighter and tighter on Celestia's cock as she desperately sought to milk the length further, her pussy hungry for more of her teacher's warm release.

Near the end of her climax, the older woman suddenly pulled her length free, grinning a bit

like the final aftermath of her climax struck her. One last squirt was saved for Rarity's pretty face, where a long rope of white splashed from her brow to her lips, moving in a quick strike over the red frame of her glasses and slowly dripping down her beautiful white flesh. Celestia just purred, watching her newest pet marked with cum.

Rarity was simply too pretty; she would've forgiven herself if she didn't cum on the girl's face at least a little.

After they were finished Rarity moved herself up to her feet, though she was wobbly at best, and soon put a hand upon her principal's shoulder, holding herself steady. White cream dripped from her tight and used slit, drizzling down to dance across her purple nylons and paint along her thighs. As she caught her breath Principal Celestia stood there just as naked as her student, holding her hands to her waist and giving her the chance to recover.

"So, should we talk about the suit now?" Principal Celestia asked with a smirk and moved to take a seat. Once she did she pulled Rarity's naked body into her lap, and without a word of warning sunk two of her long, delicate digits into the girl's well-used hole. Rarity was left dizzy and moaning as fingers stirred within her cum-filled pussy, and she dropped her head against the older woman's shoulders, whimpering as she spoke.

"I...I believe we should...ah...reschedule." She mused, drawing in deep the overpowering scent of sex and savoring it for a long moment. "Perhaps tomorrow. After school?"

Principal Celestia grinned wide and pulled her fingers from Rarity's sex. Each one was now covered thoroughly in her cum, which she pulled forward and offered to the young woman's mouth. Before long the stylish young woman was sucking the cum from her fingers, and Celestia knew that she had entirely earned herself another new pet, willing and ready to be fucked, used, and bred by her principal.

"Tomorrow after school it is. For now, I'll write you a pass for the next class." Celestia purred, just about to release the young woman before she felt her member starting to twitch back to life. It was Rarity's fault; watching her so greedily lick and slurp against her fingers was only bound to have almost instant consequences. "...and the class after that. Our meeting isn't over just yet."

In the hour that followed, more noises were flooding the costume room and the nearby hall, and for the most part, they went entirely and completely unnoticed. The only person that heard them was someone that had already expected them, and indeed even went out of her way to see if the rumors had been true. As moans of rowdy delight flooded the halls Vice Principal Luna stood just outside the doorway to the costume room, listening to the sound of her beloved sister breeding yet another one of her trusting students.

"...oh, Sister." Luna sighed as she whispered to herself, and moved a hand up to pinch the bridge of her nose. "...you know you shouldn't be doing this."

The rumors must've been true. Sunset Shimmer, Fluttershy, and now Rarity. All of them had fallen sway to Principal Celestia's charms, her authority, and her enormous member. And if nobody stood in her way, who knew where it would all end?

Luna knew what she had to do. For her sister's good, she had to put a stop to this.