[ Author: Lauren Faust, M.A. Larson, Justin Eisinger; Tags: My Little Pony, Fimfiction, Equestria ]
Peering down her chest, splaying her hind legs, she knit her brow. Her teats, normally concealed by her coarse, golden-brown fur, were visible and swollen, like little, fat, round fruits. She pursed her lips and frowned. Her crotch-breasts, the technical term for a mare's teats, looked obscene. The fact that they were so obvious made her blush.
The hot, sticky summer day had seemed to drag on forever and it was still hours away from the autumn equinox, but now she knew why she was feeling so miserable. Her body always gave her away. Her cycle was as regular as the turn of the world and its seasons, just like every other mare in her family. Every spring, as the snow began to melt on the mountainsides and the plains thawed out, her body readied itself for mating. She became more restless with each passing day, and then finally her breasts swelled up like this—more so than any other horse she knew. Then came the heat, and the unbearable urge to breed.
And thus began the annual search for a suitable stallion.
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[ Author: Lauren Faust, M.A. Larson, Justin Eisinger; Tags: My Little Pony, Fimfiction, Equestria ]
"Birthday bucking for the birthday girl!"
"Mmmf, h-happy birthday!~" Ender groaned as he thrust into her rear with his throbbing cock with his last big thrust, finally able to give his marefriend his "gift," his hips grinding against hers and pulling her body closer to his with every grind and pump of his cock.
Star could only moan and whine out as his body pressed her onto the table and cake, submitting as his cock spread her out and pumped her warm and full, covered in frosting all along her front, belly and rear. Seems they couldn't wait to let everypony see his gift to her, it just had to be done during the party…
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[ Author: Lauren Faust, M.A. Larson, Justin Eisinger; Tags: My Little Pony, Fimfiction, Equestria ]
Shining Armor knocked loudly against the strong oak door. Stepping back off the porch, he looked nonchalantly around as he waited for the door to open. Canterlot was as warm and inviting as ever, with ponies chattering away as they trotted through the streets. Everypony seemed relaxed and in control, a far cry from the previous few months of Shining's own life. Of course, the birth of his daughter had been the best thing to ever happen to him, but in Celestia's name, was she exhausting to care for. A normal foal would've been tiring enough, but young Flurry was a special type of hoof-full. But now it was Shiny's chance to relax, a much needed opportunity to unwind. He'd left Flurry in the care of her mother and several maids, before hopping on the first train to Canterlot.
He whipped his head round as the door flung open. Standing in the doorway, hooves wide, were his mother and father. They'd been expecting him, and from the looks on their faces, they were more than happy to see him. Especially his mother…
"Oh, Shiny darling!"
Twilight Velvet jumped out onto the sidewalk and embraced her son tightly. He smiled, deeply embarrassed, as he heard passers-by titter at the sight. Twilight Velvet finally released him, grinning at her son's bright red face.
"Honestly Shiny, you shouldn't look so embarrassed to see your Mother! Come in, come in!"
As eager as a foal on Hearth's Warming Eve she ushered Shining Armor into the house, before telekinetically drawing the door closed. The house was very inviting, with warm sunlight drifting in through the open windows, and a gorgeous smell of cooking food emanating from the kitchen. They'd known Shiny was coming, and had obviously wanted to put on a celebratory spread.
"Hello Son, how is everything? How's the Missus and the little filly?"
Night Light took the opportunity to greet his son. His doting mother had been all over him, and Night Light hadn't wanted to interrupt their special moment.
"Thanks Dad, I'm well! Cadance and Flurry are both fit as ever! Though I'm very tired, she's such a hoofful!"
"A hoofful, eh? Which one, Flurry or the wife?"
Night Light jabbed his son in the ribs with his elbow, proud of his cheeky joke. Shiny grinned as he rolled his eyes, before following his mother into the kitchen. That beautiful smell of mother's pie grew ever stronger as Shining crossed the threshold. She was bent over, her rear shaking slightly from side to side as she reached into the oven. Caught off guard, Shining ended up with a clear view of her privates. Embarrassed, Shining coughed to announce his presence. Velvet turned, giggling slightly at the deep red hue of his face.
"Oh, I'm sorry Darling, is having your Mommy cook for you embarrassing for a big brave soldier?"
Placing the steaming pie down on the counter-top, she leaned towards her son and gave him a slobbery kiss on the cheek.
"Mother, stop, please! I'm not a colt anymore!"
Shiny laughed bashfully, but trailed off as his mother loitered there against him. Instead of breaking away, she slowly began to run her tongue over Shining's cheek, before wrapping her hooves around his neck. Shuffling awkwardly on his hooves, Shining didn't know what to do or say. Fortunately, he didn't have to do or say anything, as the approach of his father quickly caused Velvet to retreat.
"Wow, that smells good dear!" He turned to his son before going on, "Nothing like being greeted by your Mother's fantastic pie, eh?" Whistling cheerily, he continued into the kitchen, pulling up a chair at the readily laid table. "So Twilight, what have we got?"
Shining slowly took a seat at the table, filling three tall glasses high with wine. He watched as his mother placed the dish down in front of them.
"It's a baked potato and gravy pie, a perfect family meal!"
Night Light smiled as the words fell from his wife's lips. "Oh, that's fantastic, dear! My favourite! Though, knowing you, this pie will be incredibly filling!"
Twilight Velvet grinned at the two stallions, her eyes stopping to linger at Shining.
"Why, you colts know me. What can I say? I just love getting stuffed."
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[ Author: Lauren Faust, M.A. Larson, Justin Eisinger; Tags: My Little Pony, Fimfiction, Equestria ]
Big Mac stepped into the room, smelling the scent of a fertile mare's musky estrus scent strong in the air, giving a shudder as he felt his body reacting to it, his sheath swelling and his flare popping out. As he stepped in further, the scent only grew stronger, before seeing his marefriend laying on her bed, looking back at him with her rear facing him.
"I've been waiting for you, Big Mac." Fluttershy said sensually, before quickly flicking her tail to the right, revealing her soaked, winking pussy and her ponut, hiding nothing. "I'm in heat… and I think I'm ready to take you up on your offer of starting a big family…"
Big Mac, not wanting to let this long-awaited moment pass him by, quickly approached and mounted his wife, earning a deep, pleasured moan from her at the weight on her croup and his now-hardened cock rubbing her puffy pussy.
"C'mon Macie, let's make some foals."
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[ Author: Lauren Faust, M.A. Larson, Justin Eisinger; Tags: My Little Pony, Fimfiction, Equestria ]
You stare around the terminal with wide eyes, your jaw hanging open.
Beneath you, your hooves sink into the white fluffy clouds up to your fetlocks. Normally, you'd have fallen straight through them at this point—being an earth pony and all. However, the silver amulet currently hanging around your neck thankfully prevents this. It glows softly, imbued with a simple cloud-walking charm.
You take in the breathtaking sights around you as the rest of the passengers disembark the airship. A low murmur fills the air as the herd of ponies venture further into the terminal, where they begin to disperse. They chat happily with one another, some moving off to pick up their luggage while others hurry off to try and catch connecting flights. A few even head towards the small food court to grab a quick bite to eat.
It's painfully obvious on first glance that there are very few non-pegasi present in the crowd, or in the station itself for that matter. They fly by over head, effortlessly soaring through the air as they head off towards Celestia only knows where. In fact, besides yourself, you can only pick out a hoofful of non-flying ponies nearby.
There are three unicorn fillies gossiping excitedly together as they make their way towards the other end of the port. Dressed in fancy school uniforms, it's clear that they are from some private school in Canterlot. Probably on vacation or something.
An earth pony stallion sits alone at one of the tables outside a small cafe, drinking in silence as he stares down at the table. He looks a little worse for wear, but that just might mean he got off of a red-eye flight.
And lastly, a pair of griffons study a nearby map of the area, conversing in their own harsh, screech language.
In awe, you slowly turn in place, trying to take in everything. The station is like nothing you've ever seen before! Massive columns of cloud loom high overhead, holding the ceiling aloft. Banners of rainbow light flow between the pillars, twisting and turning around the solid clouds like ribbons. In the center of the station is a fountain that is spewing liquid rainbow into the air in a shower of color. A few pegasi roost upon the lip of the pool, as well as at the few tables surrounding it. A few are sleeping, and one or two appear to be snacking on something, but for the most part all of them seem to be waiting for another flight.
Not you though—you are most definitely at your destination.
Suddenly, a loud air horn sounds off right behind you, pulling you from your daze. The airship you just got off of slowly begins to rise into the air again. Twin propellers slowly roar to life, pushing the bulbous ship forward. You watch it float out of sight before turning and moving further into the station.
A pair of heavy dual-saddlebags shift about on your back as you walk, causing you to sink into the clouds. You have no fear though—the purple glow from the amulet signals that the charm on it is still active. Magic might be a complete unknown to you, but you trust your dad completely, and he is the one that enchanted the amulet.
If he says that the spell won't fail during your stay, you believe him.
It was your parents that originally decided that you should leave Canterlot while the city was being cleaned and restored from the Changeling Invasion. Your house was located in the middle district, and while it hadn't suffered the worst of the damage, there was still enough to be fairly inconvenient. Rubble clumped up the streets, and several blocks were still without power or water. Clean-up crews were still hard at work, but due to the insistence of the nobility, the upper district was receiving most—if not all—of the attention at the moment.
That had been an inconvenience for your family, with both of your parents in the guard. Luckily, they didn't work on the day of the Invasion, but they had been working almost nonstop every day since.
With your dad in the Solar Guard and your mom in the Lunar Guard, they tried to alternate shifts at home. Most of their off time was spent sleeping though. With double shifts as the norm, it was not uncommon to have a zombie parent stumble home and collapse onto the couch without even taking off their armor first.
Not that you minded the lack of attention; you'd usually just draw silently next to whichever parent was currently passed out at the given time.
It appeared that your parents cared though. After about a week of this, your mom sat you down and informed you that they'd feel more comfortable with you out of the city during the restorations.
"We can't be there to watch you all the time, hon," she had said. "Both of us would feel better knowing you were safe elsewhere. At least until all the excitement has calmed down and things get back to normal."
It made sense when you thought about it—while the threat from the changelings might have diminished, there were several cases of theft and looting from within the city almost every day.
You originally thought that you'd be going to stay with your grandparents in Van Hoover, but apparently they had taken an extended vacation to see the world one last time before they settled down for good and enjoyed their retirement. Instead, your mom had informed you that you'd be staying with an old friend of hers from school.
The fact that this friend happened to live in their old hometown of Cloudsdale just made it all the more better.
You had never been to Cloudsdale yourself, but you had grown up hearing stories about the city from your mom, though most of them had always seemed vague. Still, these tales had always made you long to see the city in the sky. Unfortunately, with your parents' weird work schedules, there was never a good opportunity to do so. Plus, your mom always seemed to change the topic whenever you brought up the possibility of visiting.
That was about to change though. You are going to be staying up in the Cloud City; you'll be able to see if it really lived up to all the hype.
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[ Author: Lauren Faust, M.A. Larson, Justin Eisinger; Tags: My Little Pony, Fimfiction, Equestria ]
Cup Cake followed her son as they made their way back through the coach section of the train to the sleeper cars. Pound checked the ticket number on the key he had in his hoof and compared them to the cabin doors.
"2D... second car... cabin D... Ah, here it is!" he said. He slid key in and opened the door. The cabin was barely larger than a closet. "Oh. Just one bed. I told them it was for two ponies!"
"They must have thought you were bringing your special somepony," Cup Cake teased.
"Mom, you know I don't have a special somepony."
"I know. But don't worry. It's a big enough bed," she said, sitting on the edge of it and making herself comfortable. "It'll be like when you used to come to our bed whenever you'd have a bad dream."
"I did not!"
"Oh, you did so," she said with a smirk. She glanced through the small window of the cabin. The sun was getting lower in the sky. "Did you want to go the observation car and watch the sun set?"
"It's something to do, I guess." They left their bags in the cabin and went to the observation car. The town of Ponyville was a distant memory as the land rolled by outside. Everything turned to a dark orange hue as the sun got lower to the horizon.
"It's so pretty," Cup Cake said. She reached over to the seat beside her and put her hoof on Pound's. Years ago, she would hug him goodbye when seeing him off to school. He used to wince and pull away from her affections for fear of his friends teasing him. But now, he accepted the affection openly. His friends weren't here to see him now. And even if they were, he wouldn't have cared what they thought of him for it. He was very mature for his age.
"Food? Drink?" one of the porters asked as she passed by with a refreshment cart. A rumble in her stomach made Cup Cake realize that, in their haste, they'd neglected to have any kind of a dinner.
"A couple sandwiches?" she asked Pound. He nodded. The porter grabbed the food from the tray and served them each with a small plate.
"Something to drink? Some cider?"
"Ooh, cider!" Pound said enthusiastically.
"Water is fine," Cup Cake said.
"Come on, it's a special occasion," he said, reminder her of just how much they were about to make from this trip. "We worked hard for this. Enjoy it."
"Ugh. Fine."
"Two bottles of cider," Pound said.
"One."
"To share?" he asked.
"Maybe."
The porter gave them each a glass and took a bottle from the ice box. It was not a small single-serving bottle. It was a large bottle that would serve a table. Cup Cake was about to object, but not before Pound quickly paid the porter with his own bits, and thanked her.
"Congratulations," she said to them. "On the special occasion, I mean. It's good to see that love knows no age limit."
"I- I-" Pound tried to correct her but she was already heading to the next car.
"How embarrassing." Cup Cake teased him as she ate her sandwich. "For her to think that your special somepony would be some old mare like me."
"Why do you say that?" he asked.
"That was obviously what she thought. After all, you were holding my hoof, and buying my drink."
"No, I mean, why do you say that it was embarrassing?"
"Isn't it? I'm hardly the most attractive mare these days."
"Don't say that. You're really pretty."
"Oh, you don't mean that. You're just saying that to spare my feelings."
"No. I mean it. You are pretty."
"You really think so? Even though-" There were scarce other ponies in the observation car. None were particularly close to them or paying attention to their conversation in the slightest. Even so, she lowered her voice. "Even though I'm your mother?" she asked.
"Who you are doesn't change how you look," he said. "Why? Are you embarrassed about it?"
"What? No."
"Then why are you whispering? Do you not want ponies to know that I'm your son?"
"No..." she said in a half-truth tone. "It's just... flattering... for somepony to think that I could be dating some young stud."
"Stud?" he asked in surprise. She blushed the the word had gotten away from her.
"Well, a handsome young stallion," she clarified. "Is there another word for it?"
"Really? Me?"
"Well, sure," she said. The seriousness melted away from his face and was replaced with a dubious smile.
"Yeah right. You just have to say that because you're my mom." He finally started eating his sandwich with his free hoof.
"Well, that may be true. You are my son. But doesn't make what I said false. As you said yourself, who you are doesn't change how you look." Pound Cake sat there, still wearing her husband's bow tie. He reminded her so much of him. Though she couldn't explain how. He looked nothing like him. Neither his fur or mane matched her husband's. He wasn't nearly as tall or lanky. Really, all he had was the bow tie. But it still gave her that same feeling when she first started dating Carrot.
They both looked out the window as the sun kissed the land's end. His hoof was still in hers.
"You know, when we were younger, your father and I used to stay up all night just to watch the sunrise."
"What happened?" he asked. Cup Cake chortled.
"Life happened," she said. "Things changed. Running the bakery. You and your sister. We see plenty of sunrises still, getting the morning bread ready. But staying up all night? We haven't done that since before you two were born. When two ponies make a life together, things get more... predictable."
"You sound sad saying that."
"No, it's nothing like that," she said as the sun finally vanished beneath the horizon. "I'm just tired. It's been a long day." She got up to head back to the cabin. He picked up the bottle of cider and followed her. In addition to the bed, the small cabin had a small chair, and an even smaller table that unfolded from the wall. It was a shelf, more than anything. Pound set the bottle on the table and sat on the bed. Cup Cake sat on the chair on the opposite side of the table from him. At the first opportunity, he opened the bottle and was about to take a drink. "Pound!" She took the bottle away from him.
"Hey! I'm old enough... In Fillydelphia."
"We're not in Fillydelphia yet, buster!" She took a drink from the bottle set the bottle on her side of the table, slightly out of his reach.
"Wait, why aren't you in the bed? I thought you said you were tired."
"Tired. Not sleepy," she said. "I did bring a book to read if you're ready to sleep."
"Nope."
"Well, I also brought some playing cards."
"What are we going to play? Appleoosan Hold'em? I don't have many bits left."
"I was thinking more like Go Fish, but..." Cup Cake trailed of and smiled before taking another drink.
"But what?"
"No no. It's silly."
"No, come on, tell me."
"Well, your father and I used to gamble with kisses."
"Kisses?"
"Yeah. We'd bet kisses. And if someone lost, they had to kiss the other pony."
"But... wouldn't you have to kiss them back if they're kissing you?" he asked.
Oh you poor, sweet, summer foal, she thought, There are so many places to kiss somepony besides their lips.
"Like I said, it was silly," she said.
"I guess Go Fish is okay," he said. Cup Cake turned and reached into her bag to grab the box of cards. She dealt out a hoof of cards to each of them and left the rest in the middle for the draw pool.
"So what's up with you and Dad?" he asked.
"What do you mean?"
"I saw the appointment you had yesterday. I looked up the doctor. Marriage councilor. So... what's up?"
"Oh sweetie, it's just a... marital check up," she said. He raised a dubious eyebrow. "Are you sick when you go for your annual physical?" she asked.
"No."
"Exactly. We're just... going in for a check-up before there is a problem," she said.
"..."
Cup Cake took another drink.
"Okay," he said at last. She wasn't sure if he actually accepted the explanation or not.
"Your father is a good stallion."
"I never said he wasn't."
"No, I know. I-" She didn't know why she'd said that. She didn't understand why she'd suddenly become so defensive. Why she'd suddenly needed to defend Carrot, and her marriage. To Pound of all ponies. It was none of his business. He didn't need to be burdened with their marital problems. If they had marital problems. Which they didn't. Because they loved each other.
And yet-
No. She loved Carrot. And he loved her. That was enough. That's what all the songs said. All you need is love. And that was enough.
And yet.
Cup Cake took another drink. It would help to calm her mind. She was thinking too much. Over-thinking things. That was the problem. And that was the only problem. Carrot was a good stallion. He worked hard to provide for her and their family. It wasn't his fault that he couldn't make her cum.
And yet.
It didn't matter. It wasn't her place to talk about it with Pound anyway. Her sex problems were her own. He probably didn't even know was sex is.
Sex is.
Sexis.
Sixis.
Sixes.
"Mom?"
"Hmm?"
"Sixes? Do you have any sixes?"
"Oh, uh, no. Go fish," she said. He took a card from the pile. He looked back up at her and waited. She looked back at him. She hadn't minced words before when she'd said how handsome he was. Bow tie or not. If she were just a little more single...
And not his mother! That was the important bit.
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[ Author: Lauren Faust, M.A. Larson, Justin Eisinger; Tags: My Little Pony, Fimfiction, Equestria ]
"Welcome to Sire's Hollow," the gate said as Sunburst opened it. He groaned.
"Ugh! I thought she fixed that," he muttered to himself as he walked into town from the train station.
His mother, Stellar Flare, had been trying to turn their home town into Las Pegasus. The last time he was here, it was with his foalhood friend, Starlight Glimmer. Starlight's dad was on the other end of the spectrum, trying to preserve the entire town into some kind of living museum. The combined effort of Sunburst and Starlight helped them come to a reasonable compromise. Afterwards they reconciled their respective issues with their parents.
Despite Stellar Flare's best efforts, Sire's Hollow was still a town too small to show up on most maps. It was one of those stops that you had to 'request' on the train, or else it would just go right past the platform. Even so, Sunburst remembered his youth in it fondly, even if he had been avoiding it in his recent years. The small-town feel made everypony there feel like family. But it also meant that it was impossible to show up in town without being noticed. Especially with the big bouquet of flowers in his hooves.
"Sunburst!" his mother said, walking out of her home to greet him. "I'm so glad to see you!"
"Hello, mom," he greeted. She looked at him, and then behind him and her smile faded.
"So you're here... alone?" she asked.
"Yes," he answered. "I came to visit you for Mother's Day." He gave her the flowers and opened his bag. He gave her a card and a box of chocolates. "Happy Mother's Day! I mean, I know it isn't until tomorrow but you know me. Early birdie!" he said.
"Oh." She took the flowers, card, and chocolates. "Thank you." She smiled. It was a forced smile. Her son could tell it was.
"Is something wrong, Mom?" Sunburst asked.
"Hmm? No, nothing's wrong!" she said. "I just... When are you going to get rid of this thing?" she asked, giving his narrow beard a playful tug. He rolled his eyes and huffed. She smiled again. "Come on. I was about to start making dinner. Would you like to help?"
"I'd love to!" Sunburst said, following her back to his foalhood home. For as much as she had been wanting to change the rest of the town, her home remained largely unchanged since he had moved out. "Why mess with perfection?" she would say. She placed the flowers into a vase on the table, then set the card and box of chocolates beside them, intent to open them at the appropriate time tomorrow. "So what are we making for dinner?"
"Your favorite, actually. Breakfast for dinner," Stellar said.
"That is my favorite!" Sunburst said. "Were you expecting me or something?"
"Honestly, no," she answered. "I know you said that you would visit more often. And I was hopeful, but... I guess I was just cautious about making expectations and getting my hope up." Her smile faltered slightly.
"Well, here I am now," he said.
"Here you are. And besides, breakfast for dinner is one of my favorites, too. Even if it does make my butt too big."
"It does not," he tried to reassure her.
"You don't think so?" she asked, fishing for compliments as she waved her flank at him. "I thought thicc was in,"
"I don't know. I mean, yeah, maybe. If- even if it was, and I'm not saying that it is, it's not too thicc, if that's what you're worried about."
"It's juuust right?" she asked.
"Yeah, sure," Sunburst said, eager to just move on away from the topic. His eyes betrayed him, watching her flank bounce and shake as she began mixing the batter in the bowl.
"Are you just going to sit and stare are are you going to help a mare out?" she asked.
"Hmm?" he asked, shaking his head back to the present.
"You're a stallion now. You can a least lend me a hoof cooking," she said. "I'm not cooking for you just so you can watch me do it."
"Oh, sorry."
"Come on over here and butter a skillet then get it heated up," she said.
"Okay." He prepped the skillet and she brought the bowl over to start pouring pancakes. After a minute or two he gave the pan a quick lift and twist to flip the flapjack. The wet side came down in the pan with a splat, getting some batter on him.
"Sunburst, you're always in such a rush," she said. "You need to take it slow before you flip them over and wait until they're ready." She leaned over an licked the batter from his nose.
"Mom!?"
"Oh, what? I used to give you spit baths all the time," she said.
"When I was a foal!" he said, wiping his nose with his hoof.
"Oh there you go again, wiping away Mommy's kisses. So inconsiderate." She leaned over and gave him another peck on the cheek. He groaned. "Such a fuss. This is why I could never take you to a restaurant. You would make such a scene. Especially the way you ate your food. It was like listening to a washing machine. I hope you're technique has improved when it comes to eating out."
"I know how to chew with my mouth closed," he said.
"Oh, believe me, I know," she said. "I've got the scars to show for it." He raised his eyebrow. "I was breast-feeding you long after you started getting teeth. I didn't want to keep doing it, mind you, but you would make such a fuss until I gave you my teat. I swear, I thought I was going to have to show up to your elementary school at lunch time to feed you." She began to set the table and placed a glass at each setting, filling each. "I guess it's true. There really is nothing like mother's milk." She filled his glass with milk. He looked at it with suspicion, and then at her. She smirked. "It's not mine, sorry." He placed the first few pancakes on a plate and began to cook the rest of the batter while she mixed another bowl.
"What are you making now?" he asked.
"Dessert," she answered without further detail. He finished cooking the pancakes and set the serving plate on the table. Stellar mixed the last ingredient into the batter and poured the mixture into a baking pan. She put it into the oven to bake and then joined her son at the table.
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[ Author: Lauren Faust, M.A. Larson, Justin Eisinger; Tags: My Little Pony, Fimfiction, Equestria ]
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