“Have a wonderful evening,” said Rarity as she politely waved goodbye to her last remaining customer of the day. Her smile held for several moments, her hand still raised until she was sure they would not be returning. Only then did she let it diminish slightly as her hand lowered. She was still smiling, but it was a bit more subtle with a hint of playfulness that was not for her clients. Her horn lit up, the bag of bits she had received flying over to a corner to be locked up while the lights began to dim. Dresses that leaned crooked on their hangers suddenly straightened up while the small bits of trash and dirt that had found their way into her shop were removed.

Once this was all done, however, Rarity began to walk to the door in order to lock it while silently bemoaning she couldn’t use her magic to do so from a distance. This lock had replaced her old one, a gift from Twilight and installed by her dear Spikey-Wikey. According to Princess Twilight, it utilized the same magic nullification that was now around the castle in Canterlot making it impossible for a unicorn to use their magic to pick it. Such a thoughtful gift, especially now given Rarity’s current state. Still, it was such a bother for her to make the trip every day.

But before she could even get halfway across the room, the door opened to reveal two familiar faces.

“Hey Rarity,” said Apple Bloom and Scootaloo in unison.

“Good evening girls,” replied the older mare. “What can I do for the both of you this evening?”

“Well, the both of us were just in the neighborhood an’ thought we’d check up on ya,” said Apple Bloom, her eyes moving away from Rarity’s own and heading lower.

“Yeah, can’t be easy carrying, er, looks like triplets,” added Scootaloo only to be elbowed by a disapproving Apple Bloom. As Scootaloo complained aloud, Rarity brought one hand to her mouth causing the ring on her finger to glisten in the setting sun. It was so adorable to see them still acting like this, even after so many years.

“That’s very sweet of both of you,” said Rarity as her ring hand lowered itself downwards. Lower and lower it went, gliding across her stylish maternity gown she had created only stopping once she reached the large bulge at her belly. Gently she patted it, savoring the feeling of the life inside of her as it moved about slightly. Life created by her and her dragon husband. “But there’s really no need to worry about me dears. I’m getting along perfectly fine thanks to all the care Spike and Sweetie Belle have been giving me.” As she said this part, a light blush appeared on her face and she had to bite her tongue to keep from saying what kind of care she was receiving from the two.

“Yeah, ah,” began Scootaloo as she brought both her hands behind her head, her eyes slightly shifting as if she were scanning the place. “Speaking of Sweetie, we’re heading out to meet with some of the guys and we thought, you know, she might like to come along? Meet some new ponies?”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t think that Sweetie will be able to make it,” said Rarity, her smile twitching slightly as she fought hard not to let it become perverted. Her other lips, however, were not so easily controlled as they began to wink madly while beads of her lust began to form. “We had plans this evening, you see. A movie night with me, Spike, and her. The poor dear was so excited that I think I heard them starting the film while I was attending to my last customers here.”

“I’m sure she is,” muttered Scootaloo, in a tone that most ponies might have missed. Though not Rarity. No, she had been expecting her to say something like that.

And it seemed that she wasn’t the only one who had been expecting her to say something like that since Apple Bloom became a little nervous. “W-Well,” laughed the farmer mare as she grabbed her friend by the wrist, pulling them both to the door. “Glad ta’ see that Sweetie is helpin’ out her family like this. Better luck next time.”

Rarity just stood there for a moment, smiling and waving goodbye to them as the pair made their way out the door. Once the door closed, the fashionista’s eye took on a more mischievous look as her smile grew. Neither of them suspected that anything was different. It was clear that Scootaloo thought that Sweetie was still pining for Spike, refusing to move on from her crush in any meaningful way. Perhaps Apple Bloom thought the same or that Sweetie was just comfortable doing family activities while they lived together. But, regardless, nopony was any the wiser at just how close and personal the three had become.

Quickly turning the lock, Rarity walked towards the stairs while her dress was removed thanks to her magic. The pregnant mare walked up the stairs, trails of juice moving down her legs from her slit as her heart beat fast in anticipation. Even with her belly like it was, Rarity still remained the picture of elegance as her fur was still pristine. Her legs were still soft and shapely, while her breasts had grown a size as they were now preparing the milk that would feed her future young. A part of her wished she could still be wearing one of the wonderful harnesses she had crafted, even if the pleasure received was limited due to her current state. But, as her Master said, if she did wear them things might escalate far too quickly. The last thing he wanted to do was put his future offspring in any danger.

Upon entering the bedroom, Rarity smiled at the scene before her. Spike, her Master and beloved, was sitting at the edge of the bed with nary a stitch of clothing on him. His legs were spread as his other slave knelt before him, pleasuring his member with loud sucks and slurps. “Mmm,” moaned Sweetie loudly with her mouth still full of their Master’s wonderful cock as it went deeper into her throat. Adorable Sweetie Belle was nude save the very same harness she had worn that first night their Master had claimed her. Though there were a few changes. The first was that she now wore a stocking mask like the one Rarity normally wore, ending in a thick collar warped tightly around her throat, when she submitted to her Master. The younger mare’s mane was tied up in a tight bun similar to what Rarity normally did as was her tail showing off the anal plug firmly inserted inside her. The younger sister’s nipples had been pierced with hooped rings with bells attached to the middle. Both of the bells chimed as Sweetie squeezed her ample chest around his shaft and worked it up and down, all while worshiping within her hot mouth. But perhaps the most important change was the mark that now branded her as the property of Spike. The small green dragon’s head with fire circling it were right where it should be above the obedient mare’s sex.

Before entering the room, Rarity got down on her hands and knees to crawl inside. Her pregnant belly swayed slightly, almost touching the floor as she made sure not to get in the way of the nearby camera whose red light showed it was recording the two. A smile graced the mare’s lips as she moved the long way to get to the pair, making sure that nothing could get in the way of recording Spike’s dominating smirk as he looked down at the mare beneath him. Nor did she wish to block the glazed look in her sister’s eyes for even a moment, watching her consumed by her own lust and revealing what a dirty little slut she was for the camera.

After all, this was movie night.

Rarity’s tongue began to hang out, panting like the bitch she was as she made her way up onto the bed. Her dirty pussy was leaking even more now, her juices dripping onto the bed as she inhaled the scent of sex before her. The well trained body of this dirty slave leaked in anticipation, but knew it would still be a while before she could be of use to her Master. So, for now, she did all she could as she pressed her engorged tits against her Master’s face in offering, while looking down at the little bitch that was her sister. Brought to heel by the leash grasped tightly in their Master’s claw, tethered to Sweetie’s collar, a loyal bitch she was indeed.

“Ah, Rarity,” said the Master as he felt her body against his. The white mare shuttered as she felt his tail glide across her flank, the spade circling around her cutie mark. “You’re a little late tonight. Did something happen?”

“No my Darling Master,” replied Rarity with a purr in her voice as her Master turned to capture a nipple between his lips. The pregnant mare cooed as he began to suck, nip, and lick at her nub while she looked down at Sweetie. “We just had some last minute company is all. Scootaloo and Apple Bloom came to see if Sweetie would join them tonight. Of course, this little whore of yours knows her where she belongs. Don’t you Sweetie?”

“Glurk! Hmmmpshurk! Glank!” came the unintelligible noises from Sweetie’s stuffed maw, her face still alight from the bliss of severing the one they loved more than anything. Giving him their everything and more.

However, Rarity’s smile slipped briefly though as she took note of some of the less obvious changes to her younger sister. At least, for now it was.

“Master, what shall we do when Sweetie’s pregnancy becomes more noticeable?” asked Rarity, causing Spike to pull away. “What will we tell her friends, our families, our-” Rarity was then silenced as Spike placed the tip of his tail over her lips, his wings moving behind her in order to drape her. He then gently pulled her in a little closer as to comfort his most prized possession.

“Do not fret my pet,” purred her Master. “I have been working out the details on my end ever since Sweetie tested positive. Right now, I’m just going over the fine print but things are looking very promising.”

“Oh Master,” cried Rarity happily as she basked in his warmth. How silly of her to worry about this now. The mare’s smile returned as she looked down at Sweetie who just kept slurping away at the great dragon cock before her. “If that’s the case, then would you be opposed to adding a few more sluts to our family? I would hate to see you unable to sate your lust even for a few months.”

Master Spike threw back his head to laugh loudly. “Oh, I already have two of the finest treasures in all of Ponyville,” he said while tightening his hold on the leash. “But, even so, there is always more room in my horde. Tell me, are there any gems out there that have caught your eye? You have always been a good judge of quality my pet.”

“Oh yes Master,” purred Rarity again. “I was thinking of Scootaloo and Apple Bloom. Those two darlings are still single and it would be such a shame to break up the set. Just image the three of them worshiping at the base of your cock, putting in the same energy they used to put in to finding their cutie marks! Oh, Smolder might do as well! She has been coming to me lately, asking for lessons on how to be more ‘womanly’. Perhaps she might like to take an advanced lesson in becoming a cum dumpster for you. And we shouldn’t forget about Gabby! I know just how close the two of you are. She had matured wonderfully, wouldn’t you say?”

Again, Master Spike barked out a laugh. “Those are such wonderful ideas,” he said before pulling hard on the leash. “Tell me Sweetie Belle, which one of your friends would you like to see turned into a dragon cum craving slut like yourself? Which one should be bound to the bed and bred by my cock?”

For a moment, Sweetie said nothing as she pulled herself away from their Master’s shaft. Rarity watched as Sweetie, eyes still hazy and vacant, moved her head forward a bit to allow the shaft to slide against her cheek. A lopsided smile formed as she looked up at the pair of them.

“Whatever you desire, Master,” was all she said before beginning to inhale the scent of their Master’s ball sack.

Author's Note

Another commission done with another in the pipeline.

Soon, back to my own projects. And one will be popping up sooner rather than later. Hope you all want some fun under the sun with Sunset