The Prodigously Pregnant Pinkie Pie - Extra Icing

"Open mine, Darling. I'm sure you'll love it!"

Pinkie Pie graciously took the gift Rarity offered her and tore into it as best as she could. Beyond the wrapping paper was a plain box which told her very little of what could possibly lie inside. She opened the box and squealed in delight.

"Oh, my gosh! Satin sheets!" Pinkie exclaimed. She pulled the cloth out and unfolded them. Without a second thought and spread the soft cloth over her belly. "I can't wait to try them tonight!"

"Well, these were sewn with your... unique condition in mind. I have another set that is dramatically smaller for later," Rarity explained.

Pinkie sat propped up on a large pile of pillows. Now nine months along, her belly protruded forward with a diameter of five feet. Moving in this condition unassisted was impossible. It was no easy task to bring Pinkie to the library for her baby shower.

"I love them, Rarity. They're like soft fluffy clouds. I can't wait to use them tonight."

Before she could say anything else, she noticed Fluttershy looking to the door.

"Don't worry, Flutters! I know she'll be here at any moment," Pinkie said confidently.

"She should've been here two hours ago..." Rainbow grumbled.

Pinkie ignored the snide remark. Instead, she just rubbed her taut belly and sat there with a serene air about her.

"Ummm, well, I guess you should open my gift now," Twilight said, using her magic to hover over another box.

"Oh, I can't wait! After this though, I want another one of those lemon meringue pies!" Pinkie declared. All of the other ponies shared a look of amazement at the voracious appetite she displayed. She had eaten three different cakes, two dozen cookies, seven lotus blossom sandwiches, four servings of hay fries, and had just recently polished off two pies. Though her eating was always a little excessive, now there was no mystery as to where the food was going.

"Oh look! Crib sheets and blankets... alot of them..." Pinkie noted, the enthusiasm leaving her voice.

"Are you ok? What's wrong?" Rainbow asked with a worried tone in her voice.

"This... this is going to cost alot isn't it?" Pinkie asked sadly, tears starting at the corners of her eyes.

"What? No, Darling! I assure you we each budgeted properly for gifts!" Rarity explained, trying to calm the unstable mare.

"No, not the gifts. I mean me having this many foals! There's gotta be money for diapers, cribs, food... oh Celestia have I been eating food! The foals and I are gonna eat the Apples out of their home! Oh no! What am I gonna do? I should have never gotten pregnant! Applejack would be better off without me!" Pinkie cried out. The other ponies gathered around to ease her worries.

"If I had known Applejack had gotten a virility potion from Zecora, I wouldn't have cast that spell," Twilight lamented.

"Whooo wee! Sorry fer keeping ya waitin' everypony!"

All eyes turned to the open door where Applejack stood triumphantly.

"Applejack! Get in here! Your wife needs you!" Twilight hissed at her.

"Sorry, Twilight! Ah was just finishin' up some business that couldn't wait. Now what's all the commotion?"

Pinkie peered around her friends with fresh tears in her eyes. "I'm a huge disgusting whale that's gonna eat you and the Apples out of house and hooome!" Pinkie wailed sadly.

"Hah! Don't count on it!" Applejack said before clearing her throat. "Everypony, I present to you, founder, " she said pointing to herself, "and co-founder," she said pointing to Pinkie pie, "of Fancy Pant’s PinkieJack Cider!"

The other ponies stared in awe as Applejack removed a bottle of cider from her saddlebags. The ornate label featured prominently a grayscale profile of Pinkie and Applejack side by side. "Our money troubles are now over!"

Pinkie's frown spun upside down, but the tears formed even faster. "Oh, Applejack! You are so amazing!"

Applejack wasted no time in running over to Pinkie, hugging and placing kisses all over her partner's face.

"Oh boy, this could enter 'get a room' territory real fast. Rainbow muttered. Twilight glared at her.

"Ah told yah Pinkie. Ah'd find some way to keep food on our table. Heck, Ah did better than that, we won't need ta worry about money ever again!" Applejack exclaimed. "Well? What do ya think?"

Pinkie sat immobile with tears running down her cheeks and a beautiful smile painted on her face.

"I think I want another of those white frosted strawberry cakes..."

Pale moonlight beamed down through the trees in the orchard. Applejack walked slowly down the path pulling a wagon carrying her most precious cargo. They pulled up to their home and came to a halt.

"Be right back, Sugarcube."

In another side of the Apple family farm, Applejack and various members of the Apple family helped build a home just for the two of them with Pinkie's condition in mind. A wider door frame was needed, as well as a double sized bed, and a massive shower/tub combo which was in itself, an entire room. Popping her head inside, Applejack grabbed a specially reinforced cart just for moving the massively pregnant mare around the farm.

"Ok, Pinkie, let's get you inside," Applejack said as she pushed the cart next to the wagon. She offered her hoof to keep the mare stable.

Pinkie gratefully took her hoof and waddled over as best as she could. The only way she could manage to do this though was to scoot back and forth on her rump. After a little bit of a struggle, she sat comfortably on the cart. Applejack dutifully jumped in the harness and pulled the gravid pony inside.

"Ah hope you're ready for a shower."

Walking the cart into the bathroom, Applejack was silent. Thankfully they built the shower/tub with a ramp just for this sort of situation. Pinkie, with the cowpony's help, waddled off of the cart and onto the stairs leading into their oversized shower. Applejack turned on the water to the perfect temperature. By now, she knew exactly how Pinkie preferred her shower.

"Alright, jus a little more," Applejack said, helping push the almost immobile mare under the shower. She started to grab the shampoo when a new sound caught her attention. Amidst the sound of the water pattering all around them, she could clearly hear Pinkie crying. She wasted no time in killing the water.

"Pinks? Are you ok? Talk ta me, Sugarcube!"

"Applejack, I'm... I'm so stupidly fat and useless!" the pink mare cried out between sobs.

"Now, now, none of that, ya hear?"

"But it's true!" Pinkie protested. "You've gone through so much trouble for me, and all I can do is sit here uselessly. I want to dance with you, I want to play with you! I want to throw you a party! It's not fair!"

Applejack ran her hooves through Pinkie's mane. "Don't you worry none. Won't be long before you'll be done carrying them foals. You'll be on your hooves in no time!"

"But..."

"But nothin'! I love ya, Sugarcube, and that ain't gonna change. I'm too dang stubborn for it to change anyhow."

Pinkie's crying continued unabated. Applejack did the only thing she could do. She hugged the sobbing mare for all she was worth. She didn't know how long they sat there like that. Time meant little compared to her lover's distraught feelings. After some time though, the sobbing slowed.

"A-Applejack?"

"Yeah, Sugar?"

"C-can we do it tonight? I want to make you happy."

"I appreciate the thought and all, but Twilight said it ain't safe an all to be doin that now. Might hurt the foals."

"Ubhh, what about the other way? Wouldn't hurt them if you took me the other way."

Applejack raised her brows. She never would have guessed that Pinkie would suggest the backdoor, so to speak. "Ah'm not sure that would work. If you really wanna please me, you could just use your tongue."

"Nuh-uh. Last time I did that, you faked it!"

Crap, how did she know? It was true. Pinkie was not great with her tongue. Rather than let her lover down, she just faked it as best as she could. Though Pinkie looked skeptical, Applejack was sure she bought it before the night was over.

"Ah s'pose we could go the other way... but, you tell me if it gets ta be too much."

Pinkie nodded satisfying Applejack. The cowpony left the spacious bathroom and ran to her nightstand. It had been so long since they had been together in such a way that she had to dig through a mess of papers and assorted junk before she pulled out the dust covered flask.

"Ah sure hope this thing ain't got an expiration date," she said as she walked back into the bathroom. Stepping back in she beheld the gravid pony in all of her glory. Pinkie sat atop her swollen stomach filled with new life.

Apart from the new size increase, there was one other difference. Below the pink mare's glistening sex rested two fat and filled crotchboobs held in a fashionable strap. They had formed about halfway through last month, but didn't start leaking until about a week ago.

To cope with this new development, Rarity made a strap that would stretch around Pinkie's flanks to hold the filling mammaries in place. Set into the straps were indentions where they could put pads to collect any drops that leaked. At this point, the pads were obviously in need of changing as they showed dark spots where the mare's mammaries had leaked.

"Ok, Applejack. Lemme have it."

Applejack smiled. She had the pink pony right where she wanted her.

"No."

"No?" Pinkie repeated.

"Ya heard me. We ain't doin this till you've had a good cleaning."

Pinkie sighed in resignation. "Okey doke."

Applejack walked back to be faucet and set the water once again. Before aiming it at Pinkie though, she would need to remove the little clothing the pink mare wore. Out of her candy floss mane, Applejack removed a peppermint hair tie. Pinkie had on several occasions tried to eat it, only to be hit with the realization that it was plastic. Nevertheless, it became one of her favorite pieces.

With hair items out of the way, that just left the strap on Pinkie's crotch. She pulled on the strap slowly so as not to cause any pain and set the large tits bouncing.

"They're kind of full," Pinkie announced.

Applejack eyed the overfilled and leaking tits before an idea popped into her head. She leaned down to one of the fat dripping nipples and took it into her mouth.

"Ahhhhh, keep doing that," Pinkie urged her.

Applejack was caught by surprise at how much milk was being held back. It flooded her mouth with a strawberry creme flavor and made it difficult to keep swallowing. Still, she swallowed mouthful after mouthful until the flow slowed. Once it became manageable, she let the nipple fall out of her mouth where it continued to flow into the large tub, mixing with the water and flowing down the drain.

"The other one too please."

The cowpony stared at the other bulging and leaking organ. She patted her belly feeling it slosh from the large amount of milk she had already drank. She wasn't sure how much more she could take, but decided to try anyway. She slurped up the nipple and let the flow start.

"Thank you! Thank you so much!"

Applejack felt grateful she could help her lover with the problem, but had a problem of her own. Her belly now swelled out creating a large paunch. She swallowed as much of the milk as she could before reluctantly letting the nipple fall out of her mouth.

"Buuuuurrrapt!"

Pinkie giggled at Applejack’s impressive burp..

Despite feeling like she just gained a hundred pounds or so walked back to the showerhead and aimed it straight at Pinkie. Water flowed down her pink coat causing her to glisten in the artificial lighting. Her fluffy mane straightened under the flow.

Applejack wasted no time in grabbing the soap and rubbing it gently along Pinkie's back. Suds formed along her coat and washed down her ample midsection. Slowly, Applejack rubbed and scrubbed every inch of the pink mare, occasionally earning grateful sighs. Putting the soap away, she grabbed a washcloth and wiped away the suds that remained until nothing remained except Pinkie's naturally bright coloring.

"Can we play now?" Pinkie asked.

"Ah think we earned it."

Applejack closed in and kissed Pinkie, exploring the pregnant mare's mouth with her tongue. They pulled away now and again only to start anew.

"Applejack, I want to make you feel good… for all you’ve done." Pinkie moaned out.

"Ah know ya do, Sugar." Applejack grabbed the potion and tipped it back. She didn't want to go too crazy given Pinkie's size. After all, it was hard enough moving her as is. From beneath her swollen belly came the expected growth. She felt the cock grow magically and a set of balls expand from her crotch. Once the tingling went away, she gently rolled Pinkie back where she could get a good angle. She placed her hooves on Pinkie's wide flank and bumped her tight plothole.

"You ready?"

Pinkie nodded. Slowly, applejack started pushing her length inside the gravid mare.

"Aahh-pplejaahhhh..."

With a slightly faster push, Applejack buried the rest of herself into pinkie's twitching plothole.

"Urghk!"

Applejack stopped hearing the pained moan from her partner. "Are you ok? Should we stop?"

"N, no! Just, ohhhh, start... slow..."

Applejack nodded and slowly pulled herself out, feeling Pinkie's insides pull tight again after the intrusive thrust.

"O, ok."

Applejack, upon hearing that, slowly buried herself in again earning another pained/pleasured moan from the mare. At this point, Pinkie's breathing had become less hurrried, so Applejack started thrusting faster.

"Ca,can you to-touch me too?" Pinkie stuttered.

Only very willing to oblige her partner, Applejack began massaging the bloated mare's sex.

"Ooooohh yes! Please keep doing that!"

Applejack couldn't acknowledge her. She was too busy drinking in the feeling of the tight hole she was sawing back and forth in. She focused as much as she could on pleasing her partner, but her mind was stuck on the intense tightness on her massive cock. She could feel every imperfection in Pinkie's bowels as she sawwed back and forth.

"A, Applejack! Just a bit mo-more!"

The cowpony complied, slowing her thrust so she could please her partner first. Pinkie's breath quickened as the pleasure rose to a fever pitch. Applejack gently brushed against Pinkie's clit, causing the mare to cry out in pleasure. She was rewarded with a dribble of juice on her hoof. Applejack brought her hoof to her mouth and licked it as she began pounding Pinkie once more.

"I'm so close!"

Applejack began bucking wildly against the bloated mare's backside, thrusting in and out as her cock began to flare. She felt the balls hanging beneath her churn and pump their load into her cock as it swelled inside the mare.

"Here it comes, Pinkie!"

Applejack thrusted once more, this time sending Pinkie forward and raising the cowpony off her hooves she she clung to Pinkie's massive rear. Finally, the dam burst, and she started blasting Pinkie's inside with a flood of cum. Applejack punctuated every twitch of her cock with a buck into Pinkie's bloating body.

"Ther-there's so much!" Pinkie screamed. Her belly widened and grew out and rounder, bringing Applejack higher into the air.

"I hope you're almost-ungh!- done!"

Unfortunately, she wasn't. Every spray of cum seemed larger than the last, with each burst making Pinkie's belly jiggle like a waterballoon. She grew larger and larger still as Pinkie felt the pressure rise.

"P-Pinkie! There-huff-there's so much that it hurts!"

"Applejack! My tummy feels wei-ULP!"

Pinkie's cheeks bulged, her mouth suddenly filled with Applejack's seed. She held it in for a moment before another gush forced her to spit it out into the water below them.

"Aren't you done yet?!"

Applejack heedless of Pinkie's pleas, finally thrusted one last time. She lost her grip on Pinkie's rounded out bottom and fell onto the shower floor with a thud. She opened her eyes and quickly closed them again when she saw a gush of cum burst out of Pinkie's plothole and splash onto her.

"A-Applejack..." came a shaky voice from the ballooned mare.

"Y-yeah, Pinks?"

"I know I told you I wanted to try those satin sheets Rarity made for me tonight, but I changed my mind. I don't think I'm leaving the shower tonight. Ungh!"

Another spray of cum flew out of Pinkie's plothole, spraying onto Applejack once again. "Ah think Ah'm gonna just lie here until the water washes all this off iffn you don't mind," she said as she clutched her swollen stomach.