“H-H-Hextor… oh…! P-Please…. w-we’re on the balcony… e-everypony for miles will see me….!” Celestia whined as she grew larger still, her wings stiffed upwards. From arousal or merely from pressure was anyone’s guess, but known only to the two divine beings…

“Mmmm… that’s part of the whole idea, sweet Celestia… It wouldn’t do if you simply vanished for a year. Your subjects will need an explanation. You know how fretful your star pupil can be…” The dark-skinned stallion cooed, hands continually caressing his dear demigoddess.

“Ooooohhhhh…. th-this shouldn’t feel this good….!” Celestia complained.

“You’ve denied yourself base needs for a long time… there’s nothing impure about it, you know.” He said, blowing harder still, her cheeks widened, her body increasingly shiny, smooth and squeaking under his loving touch…