The Pirate (Part 3)

The Pirate (Part 3)

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Gleaming would never forget the first time she met Princess Luna. It was the eve of the Summer Sun Celebration, and Shining Armor had just spent the entire day patrolling the streets of Canterlot, waiting for some kind of doom or catastrophe to fall upon the city. But that doom had never come. Instead, the sky returned to normal, and Celestia returned from parts unknown… only to immediately shut herself away in her quarters.

Shining was summoned not long after. He walked into Celestia’s room, gasping as he felt the ridiculous pressure of countless defensive spells cast inside. It took him a moment before he could regain himself, and inside, he saw a red-eyed, tear-streaked Celestia, laying by the fireplace with an unreadable expression.

And sheltered beneath her wing was a periwinkle mare, haggard and weak, looking into the flames with a thousand-yard stare.

Shining’s breath caught in his throat. “Princess…”

“I’ve a new assignment for you, Captain,” Celestia said abruptly. “Allow me to introduce my sister, Princess Luna. She‘s just been purified of the entity that was Nightmare Moon, and will soon be resuming her duties as co-ruler of Equestria. You will treat her as you would treat me.”

Luna was weak and pale, barely even able to stand on her own. She looked woozy, her mind likely reeling from everything that’d happened, and her body had been reverted to a filly’s form. Granted, an alicorn filly was still the size of a full-grown mare, but compared to Celestia, she was positively tiny.

“Your assignment is to assist in her protection until she recovers,” Celestia continued. “Your skill in defensive spells is second to none, and there are a great many threats to her while she is like this. I will NOT allow any further harm to come to her, Captain. She has suffered quite enough.”

Shining didn’t know what to say. He’d heard the legends of the Mare in the Moon, but to find out that they were true?! This had to be some kind of joke! There was no way that this little mare could be—

And then Luna looked over with those ageless eyes—eyes that DRILLED into his, as if she could judge his very soul.

He was bowing before he even realized it.

Celestia couldn’t help but laugh. “Erm, apologies, Captain. Her magic is a bit on the fritz right now. She might seem a bit… intense.”

Shining was gasping for breath. It felt like his mind had been studied under a magnifying glass! What the hay was this mare?!

Suddenly, Luna’s faint, tired voice sounded in his mind, tinged with the slightest bit of intrigue.

The brother of Twilight Sparkle…? Hmph, t’would seem mine fate is entwined with this house. One a scholar, the other a soldier, pure and powerful prodigies both... I sense the wheels of destiny turning, here. Yes... I think I shall watch you two closely...

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“Welcome to the party, Auntie Lulu!” Eros made a note of speaking loudly, letting all in the vicinity hear. “Enjoying yourself so far?”

Luna, who was a far cry from how she’d been all those years ago, hugged Eros and took stock of his genderswapped form. “Indeed, dear Nephew. And it would seem I owe you some bits—you are indeed taller than me in that form. You might even be taller than Tia!”

Luna was a proper mare now, was only about a head shorter than Eros. Her mane and tail had regained their ethereal quality, and she held herself with regal poise, graceful and sure, wearing a silver crown and regalia that glinted in the moonlight. There was a calm, serene air about her that felt almost dreamlike, and the smile on her face was an earnest one.

Eros laughed. “I think Auntie Celestia might still be the winner, but we’ll have to test it sometime. Maybe we’ll do it when we come down for your baby shower!”

Luna good-naturedly shook her head. “There will be no such thing. There are much more qualified parents out there than I’ll ever be. I’m a surrogate, and nothing more.”

It wasn’t all that obvious yet, but it was starting to be. At sixteen weeks into her pregnancy, Luna’s middle was filling out, rounding into a proper maternal shape. The curves of her body were getting softer, her hips gradually starting to widen. She had a jovial air about her—a smile that never quite left her face, and there was a genuine openness with everything she did. The glow of her mane and tail was extraordinarily bright, filled to the brim with vigor and life, and her full, lustrous coat shone in the moonlight.

Eros folded his arms, a knowing smirk on his face. “I think you’d be a better of a parent then you’re willing to admit.”

Luna scoffed. “I wouldn’t know the first thing to do with a foal if I was in charge of one full-time! They’d likely wind up driving me up the wall.”

“Hi, Luna!” Spike said, waving. “Nice entrance. It gave me chills!”

Luna hesitated, not realizing who had addressed her. She looked around for a second before seeing Spike curled around Eros’ shoulders.

“What are you doing there, little comet?” She leaned in and gave him an eskimo kiss. “Enjoy doing that while you can. Soon, you’ll be too big for it.”

“Nuh-uh!” Spike said. “I’ll just find a way to shrink myself down! Being big is boring.”

“Is that so?” Luna tickled his chin with a brush of magic. “Perhaps Twilight Sparkle and I will arrange that then, someday.”

A short ways away, Dusk cleared his throat.

Luna turned. “Speaking of which…”

She swept over to Dusk and Rainbow, examining both of them with a critical eye. Luna and Dusk could almost see eye-to-eye, with Dusk being just a touch taller. Although it might’ve actually been a bit more than a touch, as he was trying to make himself look smaller.

“G-Good to see you, Princess...” he stammered. “Erm… surprise?”

Rainbow was all bravado, of course, striking a pose with a hoof around Dusk. “Wow, Princess! That. Was. AWESOME! Holy hay, you sure know how to go all out! You totally surprised everyone! We didn’t even know you were in town!”

“I prefer to keep a low profile, Rainbow Dash,” Luna replied. “I’ve found it makes travel much easier.”

“Why are you here, anyway?” Dusk asked, curious. “Is something wrong at all?”

Luna tilted her head at Eros. “Quite the opposite! I’m here to discuss the specifics of the Crystal Empire’s involvement in the bat pony repopulation campaign. There is much to plan, and the addition of the crystal pony volunteers has required us to step up the scale of the operation.”

Rainbow snickered. “So what you’re saying is that B.R.E.A.S.T.S is expan—”

Dusk cuffed him with a wing.

Luna looked between them, noting how close they were with each other. There was a moment of silence before a sly smile crept up on her face.

“I was wondering when you two would announce your courtship,” she said in a teasing voice.

Dusk and Rainbow both did a double-take.

“Wait, what?!” Dusk squawked.

“Oh, cool! You knew!” Rainbow said. “That makes things a ton easier.”

“But of course I did!” Suddenly, Luna’s expression grew very serious. “It’s my priority to personally watch over the dreams of ponies at risk of psychic attack. Queen Chrysalis’ assault showed me just how vulnerable we are to such tactics, and I will NOT allow you or your friends to be manipulated or controlled. Tis bad enough your sibling was assaulted in such a manner.”

Gleaming and Eros, who had been listening in, looked away and shut their eyes. They wished Luna had adopted that policy a little sooner. Maybe if she had, their wedding wouldn’t have nearly been a disaster.

Dusk and Rainbow’s faces went grim. They exchanged a quick look, something silent passing between them before turning back to Luna.

“W-well, I suppose this goes without saying, but uh…” Dusk’s wings fidgeted at his sides. “Keep what you see in our dreams to yourself. Please?”

Rainbow nodded. “What he said.”

Luna’s warm smile returned. “Your minds and thoughts are your own. I promise.”

Gleaming and Eros shifted a little closer to each other. Even months afterward they’d still occasionally woken up in a cold sweat, lost and in a daze, dashing for a mirror to see if their eyes held that sickly green. Luna could erase the memory of the dreams, but the visions were caused by remnants of strange changeling magic, so she couldn’t do much else. All that could be done was wait for it to go through their systems.

Luna exchanged a few more pleasantries with Dusk and Rainbow before at last coming over to Gleaming. She sat beside her in a newly-arrived chair, letting out a small sigh of relief.

“Well met, Niece,” Luna said teasingly. “Your costume is both fun and intricate, although also rather impractical. Forgive me, but I do not see the purpose of having three swords.”

Gleaming laughed at that. “I had one of my helpers pick it out for me. He was the one who insisted on it.”

Luna yawned, sinking gratefully back into her cushions. “Likely a reference to something I’m unaware of. I’m still learning the last few decades of popular culture.”

Gleaming took note of Luna’s fatigue, glancing down at her aunt’s nascent baby bump. “How’re you feeling? You seem a little tired.”

Luna shrugged. “I only woke up an hour ago. Still not used to having only one cup of coffee in the evening…”

Okay, Gleaming could relate to that. Limited caffeine was probably in her top five things she disliked so far about being pregnant. Made the mornings absolute murder.

“Though I might pose the same question to you,” Luna said, looking over at Gleaming. “You may not look tired, but my guards informed me of the light showyou put on for your recruits earlier during your teaching session. Do you think it wise to use so much magic in your demonstrations?”

Gleaming’s cheeks flushed a bit. “I’ve... had a lot of magic to burn lately. My doctor’s having Twilight and Eros supplement me with energy, and it’s jump-started my body into overdrive. The tykes are absorbing most of it, but there’s still some excess, and I start to feel antsy if I don’t use it up.”

“It’s true.” Eros put a hoof on Gleaming’s shoulder, rubbing her back. “Her body can’t always absorb all of what we give her fast enough, and she’s left glowing like a light bulb for an hour or so. We’re getting better about the amounts, though.”

Luna raised a hoof to her chin. “I do recall you speaking of your healer’s plan for your children’s magic development. I’ll admit it’s unorthodox, but then again, it does seem to be working thus far.”

Gleaming sighed dreamily. The warm, weighty mass of her womb moved with her slow, steady breaths, throbbing gently every time one of her little ones moved. Constant heat blossomed out from her core, swirling lazily throughout her body before sinking into her smooth, supple skin. The enormous meal she’d just eaten was merrily digesting away, the fullness of her gut adding to her satisfaction, and soon, her tummy would swell even more from it, larger and larger as her children grew.

Luna noted Gleaming’s silence and followed her gaze. “Your rate of growth is impressive, even for the number of foals you carry. How many was it again? Five, I believe you said?”

Gleaming snuggled against Eros, her horn not even coming up to his chin. “Mmm-hmm. Five big, strong foals from my big, strong stallion. We’re definitely gonna have our hooves full.”

Eros leaned down for a quick nuzzle, sweeping his enormous wing over her like a blanket. “We’re currently in the process of hiring an army of nannies.”

Spike, who was nearly dislodged from Eros’ sudden gesture, pretended to gag at the affection. He hopped off of Eros before anything more could happen, making his way over to Dusk and Rainbow instead.

“I’d imagine,” Luna said. “Though I would caution, you do not want other ponies to be doing everything.They’re your children, after all. They shouldn’t see you as strangers.”

Gleaming and Eros exchanged a glance at that, grinning at some shared joke.

Luna cocked her head. “What?”

“We’ve talked about that at some length,” Gleaming said. “We’re still figuring out the scheduling, but we definitely want to be around as much as possible. It’ll be tricky, but we think we can find a good balance.”

Gleaming giggled. “The problem will likely be that we spend too much time with them, ignoring everything else.”

Eros rolled his shoulders, his lithe muscles flexing and stretching, sending a collective murmur from all the nearby mares. “Gleamy will be the one that spends the most time with them, at first, what with needing to nurse them, and all. We’ll try to keep it even once they’re older, though.”

“Nursing…” Luna rested a hoof on her moderate swell, her gaze turning thoughtful. “I’ve been considering that, myself. I’ll likely need to take some time off once these little ones are born to rest, but Tia’s already said she’s fine with covering for me.”

Both Eros and Gleaming blinked several times, Luna’s words hanging in the air to form a pregnant pause.

“Little ones?” Eros said at last. “As in plural?”

Luna feigned surprise. “Oh, no! Did I say that out loud? Why, that was supposed to be a secret…”

Gleaming’s eyes filled her head. “Oh my gosh! Luna!”

Eros was grinning from ear to ear. “How many how many how many?!”

Luna snickered. “Now that, I think I’ll keep to myself. I’ve been told that multiples are quite common in this process, but additionally, I’ve also been informed that I’m a prime candidate for being a surrogate, which likely increased my chances. T’is a cruel irony, wouldn’t you say? Tia and I are unable to have foals of our own, but we’re ideal for having somepony else’s. Destiny is a strange mistress, indeed…”

Gleaming didn’t know what to say. On the one hoof, Luna seemed casual and nonchalant, but there was a sadness in her eyes that suggested otherwise. The younger of the royal sisters had never been an easy one to read, but if Gleaming had to guess, there was more than one reason why Luna had chosen to become so involved in her own campaign.

“I know I’ve said this before, but you are quite brave for doing this,” Luna said to Gleaming. “It must be strange as a stallion to be in such a situation, yet you’ve done so nonetheless. I do hope you haven’t faced much persecution for your choice.”

Gleaming was indifferent. “Eh, I don’t expect everypony to understand. There may have been other options, but this was the most straightforward one. I don’t mind if there’s a little bit of muttering because of it. And besides, we’re getting more out of it than we even dared dream!”

Eros perked up at this. “Oh! That reminds me. Auntie, is there anything you know about natural alicorn births? The doctors have been throwing theories around, but that’s about it. I figured that if anypony would know more, it’d be you.”

Luna mulled that over for a moment, her gaze flicking from side to side. “None... that I can recall. My own mother and father were nothing special, and there was almost nothing known about such things as genetics in millennia past. Of course, it also didn’t help that such things weren’t really discussed with me, nor Tia. The healers of today likely have a better understanding of the cause than either of us.”

Gleaming’s spirits sank a little. They hadn’t been expecting much, but still, It would’ve been nice if Luna had known something more. A new piece to add to the puzzle, as it were.

“Speaking of your healers,” Luna said. “I actually had an appointment with one of them while in between our meetings the other day—Doctor Natal.”

Gleaming perked back up. “Oh, neat! What’d you think?”

Luna smirked. “The good doctor’s reputation precedes her. Her bluntness was quite the reprieve from the plot kissing, wishy-washiness I endure in my day-to-day, and our interactions were quite pleasant as a result. She was flattered when I told her I’d specifically requested for her expertise.”

“Do you think you’ll have any problems?” Eros asked. “I mean, you to tell Talia how many you’re having. Did she voice any concerns?”

Luna shook her head. “Unlike fair Gleaming Shield, I have the energy and hardiness to support a pregnancy like this without outside assistance. It does not matter if I’m with two, twenty, or more. The moon and the stars will sustain.”

Hmph. Some ponies got all the luck. Gleaming supposed that it was a good thing in the long run, but she swore, things were never easy for her. Maybe that was another aspect of the ‘destiny,’ Luna was fond of referring to.

“Wanna make it a bit of a contest, then?” Gleaming asked playfully. “Let’s see who has the bigger baby bump when it’s time to foal, eh? I bet I beat you by a landslide.”

Luna squinted, getting an awkward look. “Erm… I don’t think that that would be fair.”

Gleaming shrugged. “Hey, if you know you won’t win—”

“That is not what I mean.” A bit of smugness crept into Luna’s voice. “I mean it wouldn’t be fair for you. Besides, it would not be an appropriate focus for competitive sport. Remember that we are in the public eye, Niece. We must keep in mind how others might view it.”

Okay, now Gleaming was intrigued. Wouldn’t be fair for her? She was carrying quintuplets! How many was Luna knocked up with?! The odds of getting pregnant with anything more than twins were astronomical! What did Luna do… to…

“You used some kind of fertility magic,” Gleaming realized. “You had to have.”

A bit of pink crept into Luna’s cheeks. “I wasn’t sure whether I was able to become pregnant at all! Even with my healer’s reassurances, I didn’t want to take any chances!”

Well, this was certainly an interesting development. Gleaming wasn’t sure whether to be amused or concerned, but either way, if it was enough for Luna to say a competition would be a landslide in her favor—

Something poked Gleaming in the side.

It started out faint, barely noticeable through the clothing, but as the seconds passed it grew larger and harder, snaking its way out of its hiding place. Gleaming felt the heat of Eros’ privates grow warmer, his stallionhood pressing against her like a throbbing rod of steel, each throb making it that much longer... thicker... heavier...

“Ahem. It is an unexpected occurrence, but in the long run, a fortunate one,” Luna continued, her ears still pinned against her head. “After all, it means that there will be more bat ponies! And as I said, my physiology is more than up to such a task… although, there may be some challenges. For instance, I’ve had to set the Mage’s Guild with the task of coming up with a spell to prevent me from becoming immobile.”

Gleaming could feel Eros’ cock pressing up more and more against her, his wing hugging her more and more tightly. She glanced up and saw that his face was flushed, his tongue wetting his lips every few seconds as he breathed through his nose.

“I’m… glad to hear it.” Gleaming fought to keep her voice even as she started to become randy herself. Honestly, she was starting to think there was some kind of sympathetic reaction between their libidos. Sneakily, she picked up one of Eros’ hooves and placed it on her womb, eliciting the tiniest of groans from him. “As long as you and the babies are going to be okay—that’s the most important bit. I imagine the press is going to have a field day with this, though. Probably will make a game of it, themselves.”

“Most likely,” Luna agreed, grinning. “Though I’m fine with that! It’ll give my campaign more visibility in the public eye! A fun little distraction from the regular droll news reports, don’t you think? ‘How Many Foals is Princess Luna Having?!’ the headlines will read. I can already see ponies making bets.”

Eros was now  hard as a rock. He was making louder and louder grunts as he wiggled in place, his hoof massaging Gleaming’s taut tummy with care. Occasionally he’d tease her navel, sending little jolts through her each time, and she could feel a wetness seeping from his tip, already making their costumes stick together—

“Oy!” Rainbow called, walking up to them. Beside him were Dusk and Spike. “We’re gonna go take Spike trick-or-treating! Wanna come?”

Eros pursed his lips. “E-Erm…” He flicked his tail like he was trying to swat a fly, fighting to keep the yearning out of his voice. “I think we’re gonna stay here, yeah. Gotta be up early tomorrow! Might even turn in early.”

“Same!” Gleaming said a little too quickly. She yawned for try and cover for it. “Big day with the troops! Need my sleep.”

“Ah, come on!” Rainbow gestured to the far window, the streets beyond still dotted with candy seekers. “The night’s young! We’ve got a whole city to snag loot from!”

Luna brightened. “Indeed! That sounds marvelous!” She rose and made ready to leave. “Candy and treats await! We must claim our bounty!”

Meanwhile, Dusk was studying Gleaming, trying to get a read on her. “Something wrong?”

Gleaming simply replied with a look.

Dusk’s eyes shrunk to pinpricks. “Okaaaaay!” He turned and ushered Spike and Rainbow off the platform, signalling for Luna to follow. “I guess we’ll just be off, then! G’night!”

“Huh? What?” Rainbow stumbled from Dusk’s nudgings, jumping into the air on habit. “Twi—I mean, Dusk! Hey!”

Spike seemed just as confused… until he turned back and saw Gleaming. Suddenly, he wasn’t too keen on sticking around, either. “Eep... Y-Yeah! Trick-or-treating! Let’s do this, guys! Woo!”

Rainbow still didn’t get it, but he wasn’t exactly winning the battle. Dusk was now pushing him with magic, as well, and he wasn’t letting up. “Ack! Not the scruff! Stoppit-stoppit! Okay, I’m going! Sheesh!”

Luna blinked several times. Curious, she glanced at Gleaming... and immediately scrunched up her face. Flashbacks of seeing that same withering look on her own older sister played before eyes, and even now, those memories made her squirm.

“Ah, you already have a good glare,” Luna said. Laughing, she motioned to her guards. “That will serve you well as a parent.”

Gleaming’s horny thoughts were derailed. “Eh? I have what, now?”

Luna didn’t elaborate, instead choosing to change the subject. “I must return to Canterlot in the morn. The details of our meetings will be my first priority, so you can expect the necessary staff and supplies to arrive by the new year. I’ll also be sending one of my advisors to assist with the logistics. You remember Apogee, yes?”

It took a few seconds, but the image of a fatigued, snow-flecked bat pony surfaced in Gleaming’s mind. “Oh! Um, yes. Sounds good.”

Luna watched her guards clear a way for her through the crowd. “I would also invite you both to Canterlot to attend the Winter Moon Celebration, but I can imagine that that would be difficult. Perhaps something else might be arranged, though, if you’re willing?”

Gleaming and Eros got a bewildered look.

“Meaning what, exactly?” Eros asked.

Luna produced a pair of blue, glowing gems. Each gem was small, only about the size of a grape, and the aura they emitted was like they were sucking in the light around them.

“These are summoning gems,” Luna explained. She gave one each to Eros and Gleaming. “Their workings are complex, but in essence, if you wear them, I will be able to summon you for a few hours time, even from a great distance. You would be able to attend to the festivities then.”

Gleaming blinked several times. She’d never heard of such magic before. “That sounds… interesting. Do we just hold them, or something?”

Luna nodded. “They will not work otherwise. They are of the single-time use variety, so you needn’t worry about me yanking you across Equestria whenever I please. Do keep them in a safe place though, won’t you? They are rather difficult to make.”

Eros and Gleaming thought about it for a few moments, exchanging a few quiet words before deciding it couldn’t hurt. It sounded like it might be fun!

“We’ll be there,” Eros said. He took the gem and tucked it safely away. “Thank you, Auntie.”

Luna winked at the two of them, her gaze lingering for a moment longer on Gleaming. “Try not to wear each other out too much.”

And with that she walked away.

Gleaming watched Luna go, at a loss for words. Had she just…?

Any further thought was interrupted by Eros’ breathy whispering in her ear.

“I need you. Stars above, I NEED you. Either we go upstairs right now, or I’m going to bend you over and FUCK you in front of this crowd...”

Right. So they should probably work on their subtlety.

FLASH!

Eros and Gleaming teleported into their bedroom, making out and groping each other like a pair of teenagers. They staggered over to the bed in a zigzag, and when Eros felt his calves bump against the box spring, he effortlessly lifted Gleaming up to set her on the mattress. Gleaming squeaked in surprise, his strength taking her off guard, but the feel of his bulging muscles handling her so easily, surrounding her with his might, letting him take what he wanted...

Eros loomed over Gleaming, his gaze getting more and more intense, like a rubber band ready to snap. In an instant he ripped her costume off, sending all of it flying to crash into a corner. His own followed suit, their privates left free to kiss the air, twitching and dripping with anticipation. Eros’ dry, heady musk hit Gleaming all at once, released from the confines of his trousers to wash over her like a wave, and it was like a lightning bolt striking a dry field.

“Eros,” she gasped. “Oh, yes…”

Eros nuzzled her wide, round belly, taking in the firmness of her girth while moaning, grunting, and panting for breath. It made him feel like a bubble of air was rising in his chest. He kissed her navel once, twice, thrice… then devolved into peppering her stomach with hard, darting pecks. He inhaled her sweet aroma, tinged with cocoa butter and the cloying heat from her sex. He couldn’t hold back from rubbing his muzzle along Gleaming’s swollen middle, no—licking her swollen middle, tasting her skin like he had so many times before, as he geared up for the task of making her his...

Gleaming groaned and went cross-eyed, the feeling of Eros’ soft lips and tongue on her taut, sensitive skin, his snorting exhales tickling her coat over and over. Butterflies were gathering in her stomach, fluttering through her veins, making her feel like she was floating. She rubbed the sides of her belly in small circles, the precious mass swaying ever-so-slightly as the fluid within swirled, slow and lazy around their precious lives within. Eros was going a bit higher now, trailing upwards to nibble on her ribs, and each teasing nip sent shocks through her system, making her tail whip from side to side.

“Guuuuuuuuuhhhh...” Gleaming’s groan was low and guttural, her nostrils flaring over and over. She caught the sweet, tangy smell of saliva-slick skin, her gaze gradually being filled with Eros’ massive frame. “I thought… you were g-gonna—unf—go fast?”

Eros didn’t reply. He trailed his tongue in a long, slow lick, going from her ribs to the hollow of her neck. His bobbing dick brushed against her girth, drooling a sticky streak that dripped down to her heated slit. Gleaming’s world was now completely pink, utterly dominated by her stallion, and she couldn’t help but marvel at how everything about him was so big. His hooves were nearly the size of her head, his horn was twice the size of hers, and his wings were each the length of her entire body. She felt herself wink as his mighty hooves THUDDED next to her ears, trapping her, and suddenly he was desperately kissing her, forcing his tongue in her tiny mouth.

With a bit more magic, Eros moved Gleaming so he could lay on his side behind her. “I wish—ergh—wish I could make you more pregnant...”

Gleaming was still reeling from the frenzied kiss, but the caught the tail end of that. “E-Eh?”

Eros buried his face in Gleaming’s mane, taking in the mingled scent of sweat and shampoo. “Mmm, a new foal in your belly every time we fucked—making you bigger, more fertile—the rest of you growing to match your expanding womb—you’d tower over the very castle, our family taking up every room...”

An excited shiver ran through Gleaming. Her imagination ran wild with the idea—herself as a city-sized goddess. Her mountainous womb would carry entire generations all at once, and creatures from around the world would come to her, beseeching her for blessings, stroking and worshipping her belly, the power of life emanating from her.

Gleaming rolled on her side so Eros could embrace her, the bed groaning under their combined weight. His strong legs wrapped around her, pulling her in close and snuggling her against his chest. Her heart was singing at how right this felt, and as Eros’ stallionhood pressed against her cunny, she found she had no qualms at all. All she was thinking about was how she wanted a family so badly, her own little ponies to guide and protect, with her beloved Eros, impregnating her again, and again, giving her more and more foals…

Neither of them noticed the slight flash that glinted in Gleaming’s eyes, but if they had, they might have noticed how Eros’ body responded, his magic bubbling forth to pour into her. She drank it all in greedily, a seemingly bottomless well that desired to be filled, and she arched her head back against him, crooning softly, her mind abuzz with a heady rush of power.

Eros slid his dick inside Gleaming’s warm, tight depths, a loud grunt escaping him as her inner muscles pulled him in with a loud schlick. Inch after inch of pulsing stallion cock disappeared into her pregnant pussy, yet still she desired more, to be stuffed so very full. The thick bulge of his shaft could just be seen as her vagina stretched around him, enveloping him in a hot, wet heat, his constant spurts of pre coating her tunnel as his medial ring slurped inside. His nuts were already swollen from the excitement, but now they bloated even more, his hefty sack resting heavily against his thighs, his testes churning with untold amounts of seed.

Gleaming’s jaw was slack, her shallow breaths fast and frequent as she revelled in the sensations. Five foals in her womb, an amazing supper in her belly, and a dick in her pussy. Her horn crackled and sparked as Eros funneled magic into her, making her fly high, higher, higher, and then the first orgasm hit her, making her cry out and clamp even harder down on his fat, twitching cock. Eros snorted in surprise, baring his teeth in a feral growl before pushing harder. He began chewing on Gleaming’s ear, and his daze fully consumed him right as he hilted inside her.

Gleaming let out a girlish squeal. She hadn’t even come down from the first peak, and another was building already. Her heart hammered as Eros pulled out to thrust back inside her, the tension in her core rising to explosive levels. Eagerly, Eros re-entered her desperate tunnel, causing showers of fireworks to go off in her head. A faint glow appeared in her eyes from the magic being siphoned into her, and she pulled Eros’ arms tighter around her, making sure he stayed put. In reply, Eros started sucking on her horn like a lollipop, and her cries hit a whole new octave as he rutted her over and over.

Every stroke was bliss for them both. Eros delighted in the sexy sounds Gleaming made, and he hit all her hotspots while fucking her in a smooth, steady rhythm. Even turned on as he was, he took just as much pleasure in reducing her to a quivering mess, and so he played her like a violin, her noises the perfect melody. The muted beat of five heartbeats set his pace, and he could feel the pressure in his groin building steadily,  the bounty in his balls building up...

Gleaming swore she was cumming on every thrust. It might’ve just been that she was spacing out so much, but regardless. She did notice when her magic reserves were topped off, and while some dim, faint part of her noted that said reserves seemed a tad more… robust, the observation was forgotten. Her thoughts were centered around the enormous cock inside her, how it went in and out so easily, even though she was squeezing so HARD. Eros never went any faster, or slower, maintaining the same speed all the while, and she delighted in how his nuts pressed against her, nestled against her pillowy rear. Maybe it was just her, but every time they seemed just a little bit larger... denser... fuller... almost rumbling with anticipation.

Eros’ hooves moved down to Gleaming’s womb, feeling it move with their motions as his tip kissed its sealed entrance. He couldn’t get enough of how soft, yet firm it was, nor could he get over that the ones within were his. He dreamed of breeding this lovely mare over and over, to stuff her full of foals until their progeny spanned all of Equestria. That thought propelled him to go a little bit faster, spurring him on as his thrusts became uneven and jerky. Gleaming voiced her approval and moved in time with him, her silky walls massaging him, her eyes shining bright as his cockhead flared. Eros pushed himself inside one last time, his bowling ball-sized nuts contracting into his body, and then…

“AH!” He erupted inside her, shooting torrent after torrent of jizz like a fleshy geyser. He felt every surge travel up his shaft, making his dick bulge hugely and building up with delicious pressure, releasing blissfully into Gleaming’s moist depths. On instinct he bit her mane and yanked, her tensing muscles making him cum even harder, his wings flaring behind him to their full span.

Gleaming’s mouth flew open in a soundless moan, her eyes closed in an expression of bliss as she reached her highest peak so far. Her body flashed with every burst of his seed, his gooey essence soaked up by her vaginal walls, absorbing the power it held and adding it to her own. Eros was cummingbuckets and yet she drank it all in, some unknown part of her desperate for every drop he could give, and she couldn’t get over how marvelous it felt, a thick, liquid heat spreading out from her crotch to course through her.

Neither of them knew how long it lasted. All they knew was that one moment they were in nirvana, and the next, they’d come down. Eros relaxed and went limp with a happy sigh, a blessed feeling of relief washing through him. Gleaming relaxed as well, humming and purring like a contented kitten. They both lay there for a few minutes in silence, basking in the afterglow while Eros’ member gradually retreating back to its sheath.

“That was... amazing,” Eros said at last. “Holy fuck…”

Gleaming smiled. She turned her head to give him a kiss. “Good for you too, eh?”

Eros grunted. “I’ll never get over how great it feels to be so empty. It’s so opposite from how it is as a mare...”

Gleaming knew exactly what he meant. Stallions felt good after being emptied, mares felt good after being filled. Two sides of the same coin. “Yeah, well, I’ll never get over how long it takes to empty you in the first place. What would you do if I wasn’t so horny all the time?”

“Heh.” Eros wiggled his hips a bit, expecting to feel a sopping, sticky mess. “Probably masturbate a—”

He realized both their lower halves were dry as a bone.

“—lot?”

He sat up and checked himself. The telltale smell of sex was in the air, but aside from that, it looked like they’d just been laying down together. He’d felt the cum sloshing around in his balls, though, even as he’d pumped it all into Gleaming! He hadn’t imagined that!

Eros scratched his head. “Um…”

Gleaming noticed it, too. She reached down and felt her marehood, but aside from the remnants of her own arousal, she didn’t feel anything sticky.

“What the…” She sat up as well and examined herself. She felt glowingly satisfied, a deep, saturated enjoyment that made her want to soar. She felt strong, too, like the weight between her legs was nothing at all.

Eros frowned in thought. “Did you cast a spell of some kind?”

“No,” Gleaming said. “Did you?”

“Nope.” He looked Gleaming over, curious. There wasn’t anything he could immediately tell, although... it almost was if her colors were brighter, more saturated.

“Hmm.” Gleaming tilted her head from side to side. “So I guess… no clean-up?”

“Guess not,” Eros said. He wasn’t sure what to think, but he made a note to tell Talia about it the next time they saw her.

“Well, in that case…” Gleaming stole a quick kiss, pushing him down so that he was on his back. She swung her leg over and straddled him, the weight of her womb resting heavily on his chest. He suddenly had a glorious, bottom-up view of her maternity, and it was all he needed to get hard again.

Gleaming’s smile turned lecherous. “Hope you’ve got some juice left, because we’re not through.”

Eros could already feel his nuts refilling. “Oh, don’t worry. There’s more where that came from.”