School had been fairly normal for the young Button. That is to say he had spent all of his time playing games on his Joy-Boy. There were princesses to save and monsters to slay. Time had come for math, however, and that meant no playing. Ms. Cosine would flip her shit if she saw Button playing. With a heavy sigh, Button put his Joy-Boy away and waited.
As the door opened, a familiar pony walked inside. Button's jaw dropped as his mother strode inside the classroom while everypony around him snickered.
"Look! It's Button's mom!"
"Maybe he forgot to get his morning smooch!"
Button felt himself scoot lower and lower into his seat. His mother looked at him and smiled. Yet it wasn't the smile he was used to. She looked... different. Normally, she only smiled like that at his dad.
"All right, class, settle down. Ms. Cosine is sick, so I'll be your substitute teacher for the day. My name is-"
"Button's Mom!"
Every pony in the classroom laughed heartily. Except for Button himself. His mother chuckled and caught her son's eye.
"Yes, you can call me that, if you want to," she responded with a whisper.
Button gulped as his mother gazed at him. Her eyelids were half-closed and a devilish smile graced her muzzle. His heart almost stopped beating as she quickly bit her lower lip.
"Right, then! Let's get started."
Button could barely focus on what his mother was saying. It was something about numbers, that's for sure. But all of his attention went to digging a mental grave and burying himself. He could feel the condescending looks from all of his classmates on him. Whatever reputation he had managed to build had been thrown out by the window by his mother. At least Sweetie Belle didn't go to this school.
"Who can tell me the correct order of operations?"
Button's mom looked out over the little crowd of fillies and colts. Once again the gray filly in the back had her hoof reaching for the sky. And she was, like all the other times, the only one. Ignoring the enthusiastic filly, her eyes fell onto her son.
A slight blush appeared on his cheeks as she stared at him. She giggled quietly and bit her lip again. Button felt a strange tingling in all of his body. Horror stuck his mind as he realized it extended to that place, too.
"How about you, Button?" she asked in a sing-song voice, causing the students to snicker.
Her son, however, simply opened his mouth slowly.
"I... I, uh..."
"Come on, son," she urged him with sugarcoated words. "You can do it."
Button gulped as he fought strange, rising urges in his body. He licked his dry lips and opened his mouth.
"P-Parenthesis."
"Mmhmm..."
"M-Multiplica-"
"Wrong, my dear."
Button could hear his classmates holding back laughs all around him. He felt exposed around them, as if they could see his very being. All he hoped was that they couldn't see his lower half. These alien sensations flowing through his body made the colt feel strange. If they ever noticed, his life would surely be ruined.
"Looks like you'll need a bit of... extra teaching."
The mare winked at her son before turning to face the blackboard. Button buried his face in his hooves and closed his eyes. Back to digging that mental grave it was. His mother kept talking about the order of operations, but Button didn't listen. There were more... pressing matters in the way. The colt wasn't quite sure what was going on, but it was a strange combination of pleasure and humiliation.
A sudden, sharp ringing pulled Button from his shelter of hooves. All around him ponies were rushing out the classroom, finally letting loose their thunderous laughter. Button sighed heavily before grabbing his Joy-Boy, hell-bent on getting out of the room.
"Not so fast, my dear."
His eyes went wide and his heart skipped a beat.
"You won't be spending recess out there, playing video games. Put that away," his mother ordered with sweetness in her voice.
"But, but mom!"
"I'm not your mom right now, but your teacher. And your teacher says to put the Joy-Boy away."
Button stared at his mother as she moved closer and closer. Once again she was sporting the smile intended for his father.
"Come on, mom. You already embarrassed me enough already!" Button whined. "I just want to play my games in peace."
His mother merely giggled and put her hoof on his head. She gently ruffled his hair and scratched him behind his ear.
"I told you, I'm your teacher in here. And students do what their teachers tell them."
Button sighed and mumbled: "Yes, ma'am."
The mare put her hoof underneath his muzzle and forced him to look at her. "Now, let's do something about that... problem of yours."
Button's eyes went wide and he gulped. "I, I dunno what you're talking about, mo-, ma'am."
His mother merely giggled and moved her muzzle closer to his. "Oh, you think I didn't notice, huh? You have a habit of underestimating me."
She turned around and walked towards her desk. Button gasped as his mother's tail flicked to the side, revealing something he had never seen before; at least not in real life. The burning, tingling sensations intensified in his young body, and he felt compelled to move forward.
"Come on, Button. We need to do something about this."
His mother tapped her hoof on her desk, and smiled at her son. The colt stepped forward, his legs shaking with every step. Once he reached the edge of the desk, his mother suddenly leaned forward and grabbed him. Button nearly yelled in surprise as his mother placed him on the desk, belly in the air.
Embarrassment flooded the little colt's body as he laid there, completely exposed in front of his mother. The last thing he saw before closing his eyes in shame, was the unmistakable look of hunger in his mother's eyes. Inside his mind, he put himself down into the grave and started filling it up.
"My beautiful little boy..." his mother mumbled. "How you've grown."
"Mom, please! Can I just go to recess?" The colt dared not open his eyes. Darkness was far better than facing humiliation incarnate.
"No, not before we've taken care of this."
A sharp gasp forced itself out of Button's throat as he felt something soft on his penis. Despite wanting his eyes kept shut, they too sprung open at the sudden jolt of pleasure.
His mother's muzzle was gently nudging his sensitive shaft, her eyes looking right at his.
"W-What are you doing?!"
Her giggling sent vibrations throughout all of his body, creating the most amazing waves of pure ecstasy.
"I'm taking care of my student, that's all."
"But, but I just wanna play video games!"
"Oh, trust me, this is far more fun than video games." She bit her lip and lifted her muzzle. "Your father and I discovered that very early on."
Before Button had a chance to respond, the world went white before his eyes. He slammed his head back onto the desk as extreme and unimaginable pleasure filled his young body. His mother moaned quietly as she took in the remaining inch of his cock in her mouth.
All Button could manage was moaning into the classroom. It seemed all strength had left his little body. Almost as if his mother was sucking it directly from him. But if this was how getting your strength drained felt, he wished she would never stop.
His mother bobbed her head up and down on the young colt's penis, easily taking all of it into her mouth. It was quite different from a stallion's, with the size difference and whatnot, but the feeling was quite the same. She actually felt herself dripping onto the floor already. Everything about the situation sent flashes of pleasure and joy through her body. Button had grown into such a fine colt, and she saw how the fillies looked at him. He might not have noticed it himself; his head was always buried in games, after all. But she certainly had seen, and it ignited something deep inside her. Seeing these fillies look at her son like that made realize what a great son he truly was.
Despite the fact that her love for him was pure, she knew what they were doing was wrong. And yet it felt so good. He squirmed underneath her as she dragged her tongue from his balls to his flared head. Button couldn't quite comprehend what was going on, but he had never felt better in his life. The soft moistness of his mother's mouth made every part of him shiver with excitement, and the looks of sultry hunger she sent him made his mind go numb.
Button's mother felt her son's penis starting to twitch inside her mouth. Despite wanting nothing more than to feel his sweet seed rush down her throat, she removed her mouth from him. The colt laid completely still, panting and moaning on the desk. The sight made her hind legs shiver in anticipation. It took all of her strength not to move a hoof between her legs and go to town. She needed more than that, needed something better.
"Enjoying yourself, Button?" she cooed quietly.
He looked up at his mother and smiled weakly. Despite wanting to, the colt could not find the strength to speak any words.
"Well, I'm glad you are, but you're not the only one here," she continued and gave him a wink. "Come on down. Your teacher needs some assistance." She turned around and slowly lifted her tail, sending Button's mind into a frenzy.
Everything about that dripping wet slit was so beautiful, so amazing. It oozed of love and other emotions Button didn't quite understand. But he felt it all the same; that drive and incentive to move forward. With renewed strength, he got up and walked to the edge of the desk. He stuck his hoof out, but stopped it halfway in the air. Something about this felt wrong, like he shouldn't be doing it. He bit his lip as he stared at that perfect opening.
"Come on, Button. Just reach out and touch it."
"But, I, I don't think I-"
"Shh, don't think. Just do it. Trust me."
She moved back slightly, aching to feel his touch. Button gulped as he leaned forward, his hoof rapidly closing the distance. His mother gasped loudly as his hoof suddenly came in contact with the sensitive flesh. He scrunched his face at the weird feeling of the pink folds. In mere seconds his hoof was getting drenched. With a shrug he started moving his hoof experimentally. Up and down the slit he moved, pressing onto her soft flesh.
His mother's legs were shaking wildly underneath her, threating to give out. She reared her head back, moaning loudly enough to scare Button. Never before had he heard his mother like this. He removed his hoof and looked at her in shock.
"A-Are you okay, mom?"
"YESSS!"
Suddenly, she fell to the floor, causing Button to shriek in surprise. He looked over the edge to see his mother lying on the floor, panting and moaning quietly.
"Mom?"
"Come down here, Button," she huffed at him.
He quickly jumped off the edge, landing directly behind his mother. A puddle of something sticky had formed around her flank, and it smelled spectacular. Once again he bit his lip as his eyes fell onto his mother's slit. Before being fully hypnotized by her beautiful features, her voice took his attention.
"Now, your teacher needs something," she began, still panting. "And you're going to give it to me."
Button raised an eyebrow at the strange request."Is it my video games? You can't have those!"
His mother sighed loudly and shook her head.
"No, Button, will you just shut up about your video games for five minutes?"
"But they're cool."
"Please, Button, just... ugh. Look, all I need you to do is mate with me, all right?"
Button's eyes went wide and his jaw dropped. A furious blush came upon his cheeks as he stared at his mother in disbelief.
"Y-You want me, to, to-"
"Yes, Button," she began, turning her head to look at him. "Don't you want it, too?"
She shook her rump slightly, waggling her eyebrows as she did so. Button's eyes rapidly went from his mother's slit to her eyes.
"I promise you, it's even better than what we did before."
Her words sent a sudden aching through the colt's testicles. He felt on the verge of bursting, and it certainly hurt quite a bit.
"Don't you love me, Button?" she asked, intentionally coating her words in sadness. "Don't you want to make me happy?"
A crashing wave of guilt hit the little colt's heart, and he nodded eagerly. "Of course I do! But, um, how do I..."
His mother giggled and gave herself a mental hoofbump.
"Come closer," she whispered.
Button did as ordered and walked right up to her rump. Despite not quite knowing how this worked, Button felt his hooves move automatically. He buried them in her soft fur and inched his hind legs closer.
"That's good, good," his mother cooed and bit her lip in anticipation of the glorious pleasure. "Now, push forward. OOOH!"
Both mother and son blurted out in absolute pleasure and relief. Button had taken his mother's directions quite literal and pushed into her as hard as he could. Once again the colors of the world was lost to the colt, and nothing but white was visible before his eyes. His entire body was shaking violently, his bones and muscles groaning in pleasure.
"O-Oh my..." his mother huffed. "N-Now, pull back and- Oh, YES!"
Button wasn't listening to his mother's voice anymore. Somehow, he knew exactly what to do. His control over speed and force was terrible, and as a result, he began thrusting as fast as possible. His mother didn't mind at all, however; she had needed this for ages.
Despite having an underdeveloped dick, his mother's walls still felt extraordinary around his member. The warmth coupled with the wetness tickled and spread around him in such amazing ways. He dug his hooves into her fur, making sure to never let go. His mother was nothing more than a mess of panting and moaning beneath her son's vigorous thrusting. Although he was small and lacked experience, she had never enjoyed sex this much before.
Her cerulean eyes rolled back into her skull, leaving nothing more than the same whiteness she saw. Every part of her mind was screaming at her, ordering her to stop this horrible act, but her body overruled every thought. In this moment, she wouldn't even care if her husband walked inside the classroom. She needed this.
Button nearly collapsed as something overtook his body. He felt like he was being lowered into boiling water. But instead of pain, he only felt warmth envelop him. The little colt groaned loudly as he buried himself deep within his mother's vagina. Wave after wave of pleasure shot through his young body, eventually leaving through his shaft. Button didn't understand any of it, but never before had he felt this amazing.
The feeling of her son's warm, sticky seed spraying inside of her was too much. Button's mother cried out in shameful ecstasy as she felt her walls flood with the purest of love. She felt her son's dick twitch inside her as her juices consumed it. With no regard for pregnancy or the gravity of the situation, she rode the pleasure like a rocket soaring through the sky.
As her body slowly stopped twitching, she felt her eyelids getting heavy. Despite wanting nothing more than to simply lie down and rest, she forced herself up. Button lazily slumped to the ground as she stood up and turned around. His face was one big smile, and his legs were still twitching.
"So, wasn't that much better than playing video games?"
He slowly turned his head and stared right into his mother's eyes. For a while he just lied there, staring at her.
"Damn... straight..."
She giggled quietly and leaned down, nuzzling his stomach with her muzzle.
"Well, then. I guess we'll have to do this more often. Now, clean this mess before the students return."
