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"Go and rest sister. As always, I shall watch over the night."

Celestia smiled at Luna, although there was a wrinkle of concern in her eyes. "Are you sure you will be alright tonight?"

"I have been guarding the night for years now without a hitch. I will be fine, I promise."

"I just know how you get this time of year. It's the anniversary of-"

"I'll be fine sister. Between us, you are the one who carries the burden. I have seen your nightmares, remember."

Celestia swallowed, and looked away. "I am always close by, I promise. And I love you with all my heart." Celestia spread her wings, and with a mighty leap, took to the air. For a moment, she glided on a convenient wind current, before disappearing into an explosion of golden light that rivaled the majesty of the very sun. Luna continued smiling until she was sure her sister was gone, and then allowed a more passive expression to cross her lips. She sat down and brought the telescope close to her face, before peering into it. She did her nightly routine of course. She checked the Everfree Forest, to be sure no shadowy monster or parasitic puffballs were approaching the boarder of Ponyville (something always seemed to be happening in Ponyville.) She looked to Manehattan to be sure the city that never slept was asleep. The citizens of Equestria had been suffering nightmares lately. Luna did not know the reason, but the past month had been filled with interventions. Tonight, it seemed whatever panic had stricken her subjects had passed, and Equestria could once more sleep safe.

That left her utterly bored.

She sighed, and lay down on ground, resting her head on the guardrail and peering out into the sleeping city. A lot had changed in a thousand years, and a lot had remained the same.

Then a dream hit her like a train. A pony had been shocked awake from the depths of sleep, sending a wave of mental backlash in all directions. Luna quickly closed her eyes and focused, scanning the sleeping night for something out of place, and finally caught a disturbance in the dream world emanating from the southern wing of the castle. With an explosion of midnight blue magic, she disappeared from the balcony.

As she appeared in her destination, an engineering workshop, she was forced to duck lest a flying gear collide with her face. For a moment, she believed she was under attack, and stood with her horn sparking, prepared to engage whatever monster had materialized in her home. Instead, she saw a slim earth pony with his back towards her. His hindquarters were up in the air and swaying side to side. He was mumbling to himself and scribbling furiously on a stretch of paper with a pen clenched in his teeth.

"Citizen?" Luna asked, taking a step forward.

"No!" the earth pony screamed, slamming a hoof against the ground. "No, that's not right. How did it go?" The earth pony rushed to a worktable and began tossing an assortment of gears, wrenches, and hammers over his shoulder, forcing Luna to duck and dodge. At last unearthing an old tattered piece of paper, the earth pony rushed back to his place on the ground. "I almost had it this time! By the moon, I almost had it!"

"Citizen," Luna said again.

The earth pony's ears twitched and he turned around. Seeing the princess of the night, he quickly lay on the ground with his head held low. "Forgive me, princess. I did not realize I was in your presence. Is there something you require?"

"Luna," she said. "I would like it if you called me Luna. May I ask your name?"

The earth pony lifted his head briefly. He had beautiful yellow eyes, which she caught sight of for just a moment, but all too quickly they were shielded by the lid. "I'm Sprocket," he said. "I'm an engineer from Ponyville. Princess Celestia hired me to make some repairs around the castle. Do you need something repaired, my princess?"

Luna bowed her head. "No... I just... I felt you wake from a deep sleep and was worried. I didn't mean to bother you. I'm sorry." She turned to leave.

"Luna," Sprocket called out. "I'm sorry. I did not mean to offend you. It's just rather rare I get any visitors to this workshop, let alone a princess. I was having a dream and woke up rather quickly, that is what you felt. It's a dream I've been having since I was little, where I build a perpetual motion device. No muscle power, no magic, no wind. Just... the perfect creation, powered only by itself. I keep having the dream of building it, and in the dream I can see the blueprints, and they all make sense. It's so clear to me. But then when I wake up, the image is gone from my mind. Poof. I keep thinking if I wake up soon enough, and remember what I just saw, I can do it."

"Perhaps I can help sometime," Luna said. "I have the power to enter the dreams of others. I usually use it to ease the nightmares that burden the citizens of Equestria, but perhaps I can enter your dream and help you build the machine. Then when I exit the dream, I will relay what I have learned."

Sprocket's eyes lit up like a foal's at Hearth Warming Day. Luna was almost expecting him to leap into the air and squeal with delight, and was somewhat disappointed when he didn't. "L-Luna... that would be incredible. By the moon, you could do that?"

"I can try, certainly. But please understand, what you see in dreams does not always translate to the physical world. In dreams, the only limitation is your imagination. It is the strength of dreams, but it is also a source of terror for many."

"Well, you will be there to protect me, right?"

Luna smiled, and nodded. The earth pony was tall and slim (though of course smaller than Luna.) Coppery fur covered his slender body, though Luna could see the lean muscle just past the fine layer of fur. It was funny how earth stallions seemed to come in two flavors. They were either like Sprocket: slender and lean, or thick bodied and stout. She had to admit; she liked the former just a bit more, and was happy that Pipsqueak was shaping into such a slender stallion. Earth ponies also shared a sort of homely handsome. It was unicorns who were gorgeous, but too often their looks became sickeningly sweet. Earth ponies were different, and she liked that. She found herself staring.

"Would you like to see some of my projects?" Sprocket asked. Luna smiled, and followed him to a corner of the workshop. Biting a large tarp in his teeth, he tugged it down to reveal something akin to a cannon in appearance, though with several wires and sprockets stretching out of its chrome chassis.

"What does this do?" she asked.

"Well... to be honest, I'm not completely sure. It will either amplify whatever magic is put into it, or turn apples into oranges. The blueprints came to me in a dream a week or two ago. So I drew them up, and then got around to building it."

"It is strange, Sprocket. I do not remember ever seeing your dreams unfold."

"I don't sleep at night," he said casually. "I sleep all day, work all night. I like the night better."

"W-what about it?" Luna asked.

"Everything. It's quiet at night. I can hear my thoughts. And the stars and moon are so much better than the sun. You can't stare at the sun, but I can spend hours and hours learning every crevice of the moon. I built a high powered telescope just for that, in fact. And how the stars have changed. They used to be in a grid pattern. It was predictable and boring. But lately, there is so much chaos in the sky. Every single night, the stars are different." He trotted to another work table and showed off several charts, documenting the stars at the position of the moon. "Every single time, it's different. It's amazing! I mean, why wasn't it al... Princess... are you crying?"

Luna touched a hoof to her eye and looked to the saturation. She giggled nervously. "I'm just happy you enjoy my night so much." She took a deep breath. "Sprocket, may I share something with you?"

"Of course Luna. I am all ears."

"Do you know what hurts the most about returning from my exile? It's the fact that life continued without me. Tia raised the sun and the moon and life just went on. I became a bedtime story. I became a fable... Something that ponies laughed about one night a year and then forgot. I feel awful for... for wishing that the world had ended with my absence but... Does anyone even care that I've returned? It has been four years since I have been released from my exile, and there are smiles and sweetness, but this time of year I always must wonder..." She lowered her head. "Then I feel selfish. I feel like a spoiled foal who doesn't deserve to be remembered."

"Life goes on," Sprocket said. "I know you don't want me to lie to you. Life does go on. But that doesn't mean we aren't happy that you are back."

She smiled. "Yes. I am sorry. This time of year always depresses me. This is the time of year that my sister was forced to banish me to the moon, all those years ago. It is an anniversary that I wish I could forget, and yet it plagues my every thought. My great fear is that the darkness may overtake me again, and the harm and pain I could cause to ponies like you. But I must admit, another fear plagues me. It is the fear that, should Celestia banish me once more, I will be forgotten."

"Sometimes, you don't know what you have until you've lost it. But sometimes you don't know what you've lost until you have it, and then you don't ever want to lose it again. You know, deep in your heart, that you will fight for it. And you will kill for it. And you will die for it. I don't think I could bare it if the night sky went back to the boring grid pattern, every star neatly lined up, exactly X meters apart from every other star. I would die inside if I looked up and the moon was just a lifeless reflection of the sun, instead of something so beautiful and vibrant and unique. I know, I know, I'm an engineer. I should like things neat and orderly, but the thought of it now makes me sick in my belly. I don't ever want to see that night sky again."

"I promise, Sprocket, that night shall never return."

Sprocket arched his back and stretched. "Well, this night is still young. I think I'll try and figure out what the hay this contraption of mine does. I'm always here if you would like to chat though. It does get lonely in this workshop, sometimes."

"Thank you, Sprocket. Soon, we should make a date to sleep together. I mean... you sleep and I will enter your dreams, and so I can learn the blueprints for the machine."

Sprocket nodded, and trotted to the strange cannon in the corner. Luna quietly turned and trotted out the door, gently closing it behind her. No sooner was the threshold sealed than a brilliant green light exploded from under the door's crack, and Luna heard a faint scream. Immediately, she was through the door and back in the workshop. Her eyes scanned the interior, but she found no trace of the copper colored pony.

"Sprocket!" she screamed. With a mighty leap, she crossed the room and came to stand before the cannon. "What did you do to Sprocket?!" she demanded.

She heard her name, though it was small and faint. Believing that somehow the machine was answering her, she smashed a fore hoof against it. "Answer me, cannon. What did you do to Sprocket? So help me, I will banish you to the moon!"

"I'm down here!"

The blue princess looked down at her hooves. There, just in front of her, was the copper pony she had been speaking to, only his size had been reduced at least ten times. She took a step back in shock. "Sprocket?"

"It worked!" he shouted, and this time he did leap into the air and squeal like a foal. "The cannon is a shrink ray! It has a purpose! And I built it!"

Luna leaned down closer and scanned him with a delicate eye. No signs of damage in his fur or muscles. His voice seemed strong, if a little squeaky, so she believed his lungs were not under strain. She remembered back to the shrinking spell Celestia had cast, and how the targets suffered no detriments or lasting effects. She guessed the science of the cannon had caused something similar, and gave a deep sigh of relief. Of course, considering the proximity of the shrunken pony to her mouth, the rush of warm air caused him to spin and spiral across the ground until her magic caught hold of him. Lifting him delicately, she brought him before her face. She smiled. He smiled back.

"Does your machine have a method to restore your size?" Luna asked.

"I didn't even know it was a shrink machine until a few minutes ago."

"Well, my sister knows a spell to decrease and increase one's size. I assume she can use the same spell on you. But... uhm... I would rather let her sleep. Do you think you can wait until morning? I... uhm... I wouldn't mind keeping you company for the rest of the night... if you would have me."

"I would adore it, my princess."

With an explosion of blue light, the princess of the night had disappeared from the workshop. A few moments later, she was at the balcony. She lay down on her belly and carefully set Sprocket down before her. She should be tending to her duties, she knew, and quickly scanned all the dreams of Equestria. There were nightmares, here and there, but nothing that required her intervention. Sometimes, ponies needed to solve their own problems, without her guiding hoof.

Besides, with a miniscule pony at her hooves, she doubted she could focus on anything else, anyway. She was fascinated by his little eyes and his little mane, is little hooves. She lifted him up with her magic and brought him to her face to better inspect his every little detail. She turned him onto his back and leaned down very close to inspect his belly. Only when he started to squirm and protest did she realize what she was doing, and quickly set him down.

"I'm so sorry!" she said quickly. "I am just rather excited. Several years ago, my sister treated me to a game. Several volunteers were plucked from the royal guards, and shrunken with a spell. Oh, the fun I had with them... but I was always careful not to harm them."

"I know you would never harm me, princess. I just dislike being on my back." He looked up to her monolithic face, the size of the moon considering his decreased dimensions. "I understand why the guards would have so much fun with a goddess. You are surely the most beautiful mare in all of Equestria."

Luna's cheeks turned purple.

"What did you ask your loyal subjects to do?" Sprocket asked.

Luna's breathing grew steadily more strained, as the memory of all the fun she had had began to swirl through her mind. "They began by rubbing my hooves..." she said, her whole body quaking in worry and hope. She carefully removed her slippers, and then sat down before the shrunken pony. With her rump on the ground and her forelegs bracing her upper body, she slowly presented her rear hooves to the miniscule pony. She bit her lip.

Sprocket trotted towards the blue wall casually, although once or twice excitement overtook him and he broke into a full gallop. He regained his composure, but soon enough was rushing once again, until he crashed into the hoof with his full weight. Luna giggled at the faint tickle and leaned closer, intrigued what he might do next. Rising to his rear legs and bracing himself on the impressive wall of blue, Sprocket could just peak over the top and look towards the princess of the night. Considering he was miniscule and standing before a giant, near omnipotent physical goddess, he found it amusing that she was the one who was quaking in terror. He braced himself in the hoof, and gave it a little push. The hoof yielded, and the he ended up sinking into the flesh up to his ankles. Up above, Luna let out a loud giggle that shook him to his very core. Very carefully, he spread his arms and came to press his entire body up against the hoof, hugging it as if it were just an oddly shaped mate.

"You have beautiful hooves, my princess," he said. "Soft and delicate, with the scent of a new night."

"T-thank you," she said, gulping her nervousness down.

Sprocket felt the tug of magic all around him. He was lifted up carefully and placed on the ground, before Luna. With her legs spread wide apart, he was treated to a rather awesome sight of the cleft between her muscular thighs. Blushing, he looked down. Luna did not mind the peepshow, however, and made a mental note of future games that could be played, since he seemed to like her crotch. For now though, she folded her legs and brought them forward, so her massive hooves were approaching Sprocket from either side. They were as large as walls and approaching with frightening speed. He gave a scream and lifted his hooves, as if he might hold the two mammoth walls at bay.

Just as his hooves touched the much larger ones that belonged to the princess of the night, Luna stopped, and leaned forward. There was a twinge of fear in Sprocket's face, something she found deeply disturbing. She did her best to smile and said, "I will not harm you, Sprocket. I promise. If you would like me to stop, I will. You need only say the word."

Sprocket looked up at the monolithic face. With a deep breath, he set his hooves down, and instead turned to embrace Luna's left hoof. "I trust you," he said. As the hooves pressed together tight, Sprocket disappeared between them.

Luna felt the little squirming and fighting as Sprocket beat upon her hooves. It was pleasant in a way she could not put into words. Truth be told, the same was true for Sprocket. Completely smothered on every side by the delightful soles of the princess, every inch of him was embraced by her warmth. It soaked into his bones and filled him with a sense of bliss like he had never fathomed before. Her hooves were soft and gentle against him, like being pressed against a pair of pillows. Although the weight on his chest was great, he was never afraid of being crushed to death between the two walls. Breathing was not exactly easy, but he could breathe well enough, and most of all, he trusted Luna with his life.

When he felt a certain tingle between his legs, his heart dropped. Luna didn't notice, of course. Her soles were not sensitive enough to pick it out a minuscule point of heat, only slightly hotter than the rest of his body. She did find it slightly odd when Sprocket's wiggles and squirms became more erratic, and she eased her soles apart. When free of the tight, smothering embrace of the hooves, Sprocket took a deep breath before pressing himself into the warmth of the soles. He wiggled his hips against it, finding some relief against the yielding surface. He could spend an entire night just adoring and worshiping his princess in this manner, so when he felt blue magic tug him away, he actually cried out. Luna brought him up to her face and examined him.

Comically, he did try to hide his adorable pony pride behind a pair of hooves. His cheeks were turning crimson, though Luna nuzzled him softly with her massive snout and assured him it was alright.

"There was another game I played with the guards?" she said. "Would you like to play it?"

Sprocket nodded enthusiastically, eyes wide and eager for whatever might come next. He cringed slightly as Luna's lips parted and her tongue rolled out. Her mouth opened wide enough she could probably swallow a filly if she so desired. Heavy drops of drool dripped off her massive, dull teeth and plump lips, and a sweltering breath rushed out as she exhaled, making Sprocket cringed. And yet he could not deny that the cavern before him looked absolutely enticing. The air around and inside her mouth was shimmering from the warmth that radiated forth. Her massive tongue looked as soft and squishy as a bed. When he was plopped down upon it, he actually wrapped his arms and legs around it to hug the tongue tight. His erection was suddenly pressed into the spongy warmth, and a whiney and neigh escaped him.

Luna was careful not to giggle too loud, for fear of the shrunken pony's ears. Very gently, she pressed her tongue into the roof of her mouth, squeezing Sprocket into it. He whined and humped softly, holding tighter to the tongue and actually licking it in turn, very softly, very gently.

Earth ponies always had a rich, natural flavor, quite different than the spicy taste of pegasi or the sweetness of unicorns, and Sprocket was no exception. But he also tasted so unique. There was a metallic taste, on top of the earthy richness, and intrigued about it, she began to swish him between her cheeks. Penetrating the walls of flesh that made up Luna's mouth, faint giggles could be heard as Sprocket was tossed around. He slammed against her cheeks or tongue, occasionally landing on his front and causing an orgasmic shiver to wash through him. He whined and giggled, now coming to rest upon the massive tongue, and gently rubbed his crotch side to side.

Luna's eyes opened when a taste of salt trickled onto her taste buds. She stopped swishing her mouthful, and instead allowed the little lump of pony to rest on her tongue, flat on his front. Faintly, she could hear whines and neighs escape her cheeks, and the taste of salt gradually spread over her taste buds, washing every inch of her tongue. She giggled softly, and waited until Sprocket stopped humping into her tongue to open her mouth. She plucked him up with her magic and brought him to her eye. He looked upset, however. Not at all like someone who had just had an orgasm in the mouth of a goddess.

"I'm sorry," he whimpered, head held low. "I couldn't control myself."

Luna smiled. "It's alright, little one. Perhaps you would like to rest someplace warm?"

The princess of the night sat back and placed her hooves behind her. Bracing herself, she spread her rear legs as wide as she could, exposing the subtle pink slit between her muscular, blue thighs. Using her magic, she gripped the corners of her lips and pulled them apart, opening a rectangular entrance to her large, deep vagina. Dropped before the opening, Sprocket could only gasp at the sight. The scent of the night princess' lust, wafting forward, made it nearly impossible to breath. He wiggled and squirmed in the strong embrace of her magic, but when his gaze happened to lift and he caught sight of Princess Luna's smile, his struggles ceased. He gave her a nod of his head, before closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. Squealing with delight, Princess Luna pushed the shrunken pony forward and against her soft, inner flesh.

Drenched in drool, Sprocket found himself shivering when he was free of Luna's mouth. Her nethers, steaming in the cool night air, looked so inviting. The moment his cool body touched the sweltering lips, the great blue body above him shivered. Luna's magic instinctively tugged Sprocket away and set him down.

Rising to his hooves, Sprocket trotted towards the massive cavern. Luna's nethers were already drooling white in anticipation of what was to come. The ground before him coated with thick white, Sprocket found he needed to slosh and struggle to reach the opening. Luna used her magic to tug the walls wide, and Sprocket quickly put his fore hooves inside her, then his whole head and upper body. Luna's body went tense at the coolness of the pony against her warmth. She placed her hoof tip against Sprocket's cute rump and gently pushed him inside, before easing her drooling lips closed and clenching upon the bulk.

For Sprocket, it was dark and loud inside of Luna. The heat was sweltering and the pressure on his body was almost painful. And yet, Sprocket had never known such pleasure in his life. Not just his aching erection, but his entire body was pressed by the soft, massaging walls of his princess. Washing over his body was the warm cream of Luna's lust, though it had no place to go with her hoof firmly wedged into her nethers. In fact, from the way her muscles gently clenched him, on and off, he was vaguely aware he was moving deeper into the princess.

Luna jerked forward when the weight of shrunken pony hit some sort of special place, deep inside her. In her long life, she had enjoyed the company of countless stallions, but never had she felt a weight against this special spot. She collapsed to the ground and saw stars. Her hoof tumbled out of her nethers, but she clenched her legs tight, trying to keep the weight safely nestled deep inside her, against that sweet spot.

Inside, Sprocket was pounding and bucking furiously against the squeezing walls. He was panicking just a bit, as the cave he was in was filling with lustful juice. But Luna was enjoying this game, and that was what he cared most about. Not to mention, between his legs, his erection was leaking cream quite profusely. Bathing in the white goo was more pleasant than he could have imagined. He sucked down a deep breath before he was completely engulfed in the flood.

Luna screamed suddenly, her body locking into one great muscle. She collapsed to her side, then her back, and her legs spread wide apart. She arched her back, humping the air, before a flood of musky white cream dribbled out from between her legs, soaking the ground, her flowing tail, and the fur on her inner thighs. The rush was incredible, but what put her over the edge was the feel of a substantial bulk pushing out from between her tightly clenched nethers. Again and again, she felt herself hit a sweet climax, and then somehow climb higher, reach a new level of pleasure like she had never guessed, all while she could feel Sprocket slowly liberation from inside her. Even after she felt his delightful bulk squeeze out from her fleshy lips, her body was racked with countless fits of lust and microgasms. When at last her body had relaxed, she plopped to the ground, completely tuckered out. She was worried that Sprocket was hurt, but she did not have the strength to lift her head and check on him. Her head rested on her cheek, while drool dribbled out of her lips and formed a pool on the ground.

Soaked in wonderful smelling juice, Sprocket managed to extract himself from the pool of cum and weakly trotted forward. He walked along Luna's massive body, eventually reaching her monolithic face. Pushing up onto his rear legs, he walked forward and came to gently hug Luna's large snout. He laughed as a gust of wind tugged at him, nearly pulling him inside her massive nostrils. Holding tight to her snout, he endured a heavy gust as her she exhaled. Suddenly, her cavernous mouth was opened wide. He barely had time to scream before her tongue wrapped around him and pulled him into her maw. Once more found himself inside her dark, noisy maw.

For several moments, she suckled and licked on the morsel, adoring both his natural flavor and the taste of her own love juice. As before, he was sloshed against her cheeks or the roof of her mouth. Her dull teeth proved no threat to him, and she was always careful he wouldn't slip towards the black void of her throat. Pressing him against the roof of her mouth with her warm, squishy tongue, she decided he was clean of her lust, and lowered her head to the ground. Soaked in drool, he rolled out. "Thank you," she said softly. "Thank you so much."

"Princess..." he said, struggling to stand. "Luna... by the moon, that was incredible."

Luna used her magic to lift the shrunken pony up and keep him closer to her face. She looked to the clock, expecting it to be close to dawn, but much to her surprise there were still several hours before Celestia would awaken. "I must return to my duties," she said. "I can let you rest in my personal quarters. You will not be disturbed. Or... would you like to remain with me?"

"It would be a pleasure to be under your care, my princess."

Luna made a gesture with her head. "Would there be alright?"

Sprocket looked to where she was referring to, and gave several enthusiastic nods. Giggling, Luna set Sprocket down in her left, front slipper. She gave him the time to get comfortable before slowly lowering her hoof in, giggling as she first felt him brushing against her sensitive sole. Her delicate hoof came to rest on him fully. He felt delightful. He squirmed and wiggled just a bit, until she leaned her hoof down and smothered him beneath the weight. Sprocket went completely still. She lifted her hoof quickly, frightened she might have accidently crushed him, but immediately she felt him resume his wiggles and squirms. The science of the shrink ray must have been the same as the magic of the shrink spell. Sprocket's strength had been condensed, not lost, which meant she could have lots of fun with him without risk. Giggling with each step, she began to happily trot about the castle, stretching her legs before she resumed her duty.

For Sprocket, it was dark and loud inside Luna's slipper. It was similar to being in her mouth, save the fact that he could not move even an inch with the hardness of the slipper at his back, and the smothering, pillowy warmth at his front. Not that he minded. He could not believe how wonderful the embrace of the soft hoof felt. When she took a step and her hoof was in the air, he had more room to move. During those lulls of pressure, he shoved his pony crotch into the sole and felt blissful pressure on his stiffening shaft. It was not long before wetness was dribbling out of his cock and washing his fur and the hoof's underside. He tilted his head back, body going tense, and continued to hump cutely. When Luna's hoof came down, his body was compressed so tight not a drop of warmth could escape his slit. But when the pressure left him and Luna took a step forward, a steady stream gushed out of him.

When she arrived back at the balcony, Luna sat down and stretched her rear hooves out in front of her, sitting in a doglike fashion. Her right fore hoof was firmly planted on the ground, while she applied pressure, on and off, to her left slipper until her sole was quite soaked by goo. Although she was sure Sprocket couldn't be crushed, she guessed he could still drown, and so eased her slipper off and plucked him out with her magic. His entire front was coated with seed, but this time she didn't bother to clean him. He was just going to get dirty again. Very slowly, she eased her right slipper off and placed Sprocket inside it. A moment later, her massive hoof filled the opening of the slipper, slowly came to press fully on Sprocket once more.