“W-what, what is this?”
Twilight Sparkle, personal protege of Princess Celestia and multi-time unicorn heroine of Equestria, stood shocked within the middle of her room, staring over her side at her large and round belly. Her womb ached, as if inflated like a balloon. Reaching with a hoof, she carefully rubbed and felt around, noticing right away that her gut wasn’t squishy with body fat, but was rather firm. Glancing further back, her hips were a little bit wider than she was used to seeing. “This can’t be… How did... Am I p-pregnant?”
Her breath caught in her throat as she felt something within her uterus playfully poke back at her caressing hoof. She thought it just an imagination of the mind before a long and gentle ‘kick’ pushed up a small area to the side of her gut and stroked downward towards her belly button. “Oh Celestia,” she whispered and gulped.
“Calm yourself, Twilight. This is probably nothing, just a simple spell with some pseudo-life magic and-hrrk!” she said before her words and thoughts were interrupted by a sudden aching pain around her womb. “W-what? What’s going- nngh!” Twilight dropped to her knees face scrunched in agony, letting out a low whine as her belly squished and squeezed, changing into all sorts of shapes as it pressured the amniotic sack within.
And just as soon as it began, it ended, accompanied by a popping sensation and a rush of water flooding through her birth canal, gushing out her dark virgin lips like a waterfall and splashing atop her wooden floor.
Twilight’s eyes had never been wider. “Oh no.”
Her womb suddenly contracted again, causing Twilight to wince in pain with droplets of tears around her eyes. “Uuuugh,” she groaned as she was overwhelmed by an urge to bear down her abdominal muscles inward and push against the new foreign life within, her round midsection hardening into an oval shape as she did so. More clear fluids squirted out of her exposed and swollen nethers, splattering all over behind her as the contraction went its course.
Twilight reanalyzed her situation. “O-okay, so I... I’m... in labor. I-I’m giving birth to a baby.” She shook her head. “N-no, I can fix this! Right, the book! It was just a spell! The baby’s probably not even real anyway. N-nothing a reversal can’t fix!”
She quickly and awkwardly waddled over to an old magenta book on the floor, ominously labeled beneath its leather cover in yellow cursive ‘The Forbidden Book of a Thousand Taboos’, and turned it open, flipping through the ancient pages until she landed on the page she had cast the wrong incantation. “Found it! The ‘Instant Full-Term Pregnancy and Labor’ spell...” Twilight rolled her eyes at the uncreative and blunt name, before another strong cramp reminded her of the situation. “‘Brings the spellcaster to a full-term pregnancy only seconds away before amniotic rupture. For those looking for a little spice in their life.’ Well okay, good to know. Now the reverse spell should juuust be on the other side,” she sing-songed as she grabbed the worn edges of the page and flipped. The words ‘Instant Sex Slaves’ was all she found at the top, mocking her with its curly font.
“Where is it?! Whereisitwhereisitwhereisitwhereisit?!” Twilight screamed. She flipped through the pages in a panicked flurry, ignoring a slow contraction. “It-it-it should be right here! Why isn't it here!?" She flipped back to the ‘Instant Pregnancy’ page and read the text more thoroughly. A portion of small text near the bottom right hand corner caught her eye, right under a diagram of a masturbating preggy pone. “Warning. Spawned fetus is alive and real. Spell should only be used in a safe and comfortable environment. Once casted, spell cannot be reve-Why would something this important be in small text!” She yelled in frustration and threw the book at her bed before collapsing to her haunches.
“Come on, Twilight, think! Think of something, anything! What am I… What am I going to do? I can’t… I’m too young for this! I don’t know anything about taking care of a baby! W-what about my studies? What will Celestia think? And my friends?! I’m not ready to be a mother!”
"Twilight?" The aforementioned mare whirled around towards her door. It was Spike. “What’s with all the shouting and grunting? Are you okay in there? I’m coming in.” The young dragon reached out towards a golden doorknob only to yelp in surprise as something slammed against the door. “W-wha?”
“N-no! Y-you can’t come in!” Twilight stammered with her back to the door, hesitant eyes on her bare protruding belly. Her hips ached as gravity pulled the unfamiliar heavy infant inside down atop her hips
“Why not? Are you hiding something again?”
Twilight bit the bottom of her lip and tried to stifle a groan from the onset of another contraction. An intense sharp sensation expanded within the middle of her waist, like if her cervix was slowly being stretched open. Amniotic fluids trailed down her right leg, pooling around her feet. With a deep breath, she stammered, “N-no no, of course not, mnng... W-what would I be hiding?”
“Well for one thing, you just rammed against your own door for no reason, were just yelling to yourself again few seconds ago, and took 5 whole seconds to say ‘no’. I counted, by the way.”
“Well, I—”
“C’mon, Twi. I’m your assistant. We’ve known each other since forever.”
Twilight sighed. “A-alright. Just don’t stare or anything, okay?”
“Gotcha!”
Spike heard Twilight move away, signaling the ‘go-ahead’ to open the door. And so he did. He did not however keep true to his ‘no stare’ word though, and gazed with wide eyes at Twilight’s new maternal glowing figure. “Okay, you were definitely not this fat last night. When did your hips get so wide? And your fur so shiny. And why is there water spilled all over the floor? I just cleaned it yesterday!” Spike took a closer look. “Wait a minute, this isn’t water…”
“Spiiike!” Twilight yelled with a flushed face.
“Right, no staring, sorry.” Spike coughed into his hand awkwardly. “Sooo, what’s happening? Mess up a spell again?”
“S-sorta,” Twilight said, and motioned towards the magenta leather-bound book she threw earlier now sitting near a bookcase, miraculously still on the same page. “I was, um, experimenting with some spells a few minutes back and accidentally casted one that made me, well um…” Twilight gulped. “...pregnant.”
“I don’t know what that word means, Twilight.”
“Oh. Well, when a mare’s pregnant, it means that she-nnngh!” Twilight cut-off mid sentence and clutched her belly once more, face scrunching in pain and sending Spike into a panic.
“Twilight? Twilight! What’s wrong, what’s happening?! Twilight!?”
The mare let out a low whine for a few seconds before grunting. “Huff… Spike… puff… I need you to get a book for me. It’s called “Natural Foaling”, in the healthcare isle. Can you get that for me please?”
“A-are you sure? Just a book? Y-you look like you’re hurting a lot. M-maybe I should go get you some ice or some pillows, maybe get a doctor or-”
“No! No doctors! No anybody! Nobody else can know about this!”
Spike rose an eyebrow of suspicion. “What about-”
Twilight hissed. “Spike, I’m kinda in labor right now and, uunf, I know next to nothing about giving birth to a baby. I really, reaaally, need this book right now.”
“...I understood like half of that.”
“Spiiiiiike!” she whined.
“Right, book. Be right back!”
Twilight grimaced to herself as the young dragon ran out her room. Slowly she waddled herself to her bed and gingerly laid her body sideways atop its silken sheets, carefully maneuvering to avoid harming the new unfamiliar and mass pressuring down on her abdomen. Even though the contractions didn’t hurt as much as the rumors said they would (having an anvil dropped on her while her bones were broken had been worst), they were still strong enough to quickly tire her out. Twilight couldn’t tell if she just had an abnormally high pain tolerance, or if the real pain hadn’t started yet.
A slow upward stroking motion from inside her enlarged womb drew her attention. Her eyes wide in wonder, she brought a hoof to her stomach and pressed down slightly. She felt a tiny hoof push back against her own. A real hoof from a living and soon-to-be breathing foal. Her foal.
Unease and uncertain emotions filled her thumping heart.
“Twilight, I got your book!” came Spikes’ voice from beyond the door, the sound of thumping wood approaching before came in a purple dragon holding a large paper book in the air.
“T-thank you, Spike…” Twilight said with a quiet voice, propping herself up with an elbow and taking the book out of Spike’s hand. ‘Natural Foaling—by Penny Smiles’ was at the top in a nice arial font, with a picture of a pink mare holding her pregnant belly as she laid against a wall. “You’re a real life saver.”
“No problem, I’m your number one assistant, after all!”
She smiled back at the young dragon. Before she could open the book, Spike said, “Oh, and I also just sent the Princess a letter about your, um, condition. Thought she’d be know more about this than we do. ”
Twilight didn’t feel the next contraction. “...You did what?”
As the words left her mouth, Twilight heard a loud *blink* and a sudden rush of air across the room. She felt her heart stop at the sight of her mentor before her. “P-princess Celestia!” echoed two voices, one of relief and one of horror.
The white winged unicorn looked around the room with a placid expression, taking note of the various spots of puddles and stains around as well the Forbidden Book laying on its pages near a bookcase. She raised an eyebrow while looking over her student’s plump underbelly. “Oh my, Spike wasn’t joking. You really have gained a lot weight since the last time I saw you, Twilight! I believe that was a week ago, I think?”
Spike walked over to Celestia and tugged at her leg. “Thank goodness you’re here, Princess Celestia. So you can help with Twilight’s pregnant problem?”
Twilight stammered. “W-wait! I-”
“Pregnant problem, hmm? That sounds more serious than I thought.” Celestia said as she held a hoof over her mouth and turned towards the troubled librarian, a hint of mischief in her tone.
“Mhmm! Twilight said she’s giving birth to a baby. I don’t know what that means though, but from all the noise she was making earlier, it sounds scary.”
“Oh my, is this true, dear student?
On cue, Twilight’s belly clenched once more, sending the surprised mare curling up in pain. “Ngiiii! It’s… huff… not what it looks like!”
Celestia shook her head with a smile. “Oh Twilight…” She turned towards Spike and said, “Thank you for telling me, Spike. You may leave now. I’ll help Twilight from here.”
Spike blinked. “O-oh, alright. If you say so.” He looked at Twilight with a cheerful expression. “Don’t you worry, Twilight! Princess Celestia is going to get you all fixed up in a jiffy. By the time she’s done with you, you won’t even remember you had a pregnant problem! I’ll go get your friends in the meantime. See ya!”
Twilight weakly reached out a hoof towards her assistant as he left and closed the door behind him. “No wait, Spike, don’t do tha-aaaah~” The pregnant mare gripped her belly again with a moan, the force of the contractions growing stronger by the seconds. Even though the baby had moved only at most a quarter of a centimeter, it felt like a foot for her sensitive insides.
“‘The ‘Instant Full-Term Pregnancy and Labor’ spell,” Celestia narrated. Twilight turned her head over to see her mentor reading her open spell book near her bookcase. “‘Brings the spellcaster to a full-term pregnancy only seconds away before labor. For those looking for a little spice in their life.’ My, Twilight, I would have never guessed that you were into this particular kink.”
“Wa-ait, p-please! I-I can explain, Princess Celestia!”
“Oh no need, I perfectly understand. I too have used the ‘The Forbidden Book of a Thousand Taboos’ back when I was younger, personally tested all of its spells even! I can still remember Luna’s annoyed look for over a thousand nights when she would find me in my room, panting heavily after a long session of ‘experimenting’. Oh what times those were.”
“But I-wait, all the spells?”
“Correct. Down to the last page. I don’t believe I’ll ever be trying that ‘ero-guro spell’ again though, and neither should you.”
Twilight ignored that last part. “So, if you’ve tried every spell, you must know how to dispel them too, right? You can reverse,” Twilight motioned towards her laboring womb. “this and bring me back to normal?”
“Oh no, there’s a reason why I tried to have all these copies of the book burned with prejudice. There’s a real baby in you, I can’t dispel something that’s not made of magic.”
“Oh… So, am I really going to have to…”
Celestia nodded with her carefree serene expression.
If Twilight hadn’t felt so broken than she was already, she might have started crying. All that came out was a depressed sigh, however. “Horseapples…”
Celestia brought a hoof to her chin, before letting out an ‘ah’. “I have an idea. Although I may not be able to reverse your condition, I can however guide you through your little predicament, even make this a bit more easier for you.” Celestia’s horn lit up in a golden aura as she levitated the ‘Tips on Natural Foaling’ off the bed and placed it atop a nearby nightstand. “You’ll have to trust me though and do everything I say.”
Twilight opened her mouth to question only to grit her teeth, as her muscles squeezed down on the baby and forced her cervix open another centimeter. She didn’t think twice on her answer. “A-anything, Princess Celestia! I’ll do anything you say!”
The alicorn smiled. “Excellent! Then we may get started then.” And then Celestia gave her foaling student a smack on the butt with her left wing. Twilight yelped.
“W-wha—” Twilight found a hoof to her mouth.
“Relax, beloved student. I did ask you to trust me, didn’t I?” the larger pony whispered into her ear, before she began nibbling on it.
Twilight’s uneasy heart raced. “P-princess, I don’t understand. W-what are you doing?”
“Providing support," Celestia chirped as she slowly stroked Twilight’s back with the tips of her feathers, moving down to the side next to the bottom of Twilight’s bed.
“B-but how is this—Ah!” Twilight's face immediately flushed red as she felt the folds of her vagina being spread open by a warm sensation. She whipped her head around to find a sitting Celestia using her golden magic to hold open her insides, staring deep into her most sacred place with a single wide eye. "P-princess!?"
"Twilight Sparkle, you're absolutely soaking down here!” Celestia pronounced cheerfully, taking note as well as to her near-fully dilated cervix.
“W-what are you doing!?” she repeated, with a bit more panic and embarrassment in her tone.
“Being your midwife, what else would I be, Twilight?”
Twilight was about to ask another question before the tightening around her belly returned, only threefold of the last. Instinctively, she curled into a ball and grasped her pregnant belly with her arms, prepared for the overwhelming urge to push with the new contraction. And as she did, Twilight felt the unmistakable sensation of a tongue slowly sliding up between her folds, stopping as it reached her clit followed by a soft suckling.
Twilight’s expression turned into a mix of surprise, agony, and arousement. All other thoughts gave way to her labor and the vaginal stimulation flooding her senses. “Aaaahng!”
Celestia ignored her student’s cries and continued to play with her sensitive clitoris. Her plump dark pussy had flared open with the contraction and Celestia took the signal in kind to begin her ‘support’, licking between the twitching folds while fluids flowed gingerly down her chin. Her passageway twitched at the contact while aromatic fluids began to mix with amniotic ones. “Mmmnng!” Twilight moaned, as the euphoric stimulation caused her uterus to contract with extra vigor.
Twilight felt something begin to give, and let out a loud gasp. Celestia stopped and held open her vagina with her magic again, watching Twilight’s dilated cervix bulge outward and widen. The urge increased again mid-contraction and Twilight pushed harder on the foal, bearing down as the contraction reached its peak. Slowly, the head of the foal passed through the tight collar of her womb, moving into the middle of her waist and pushing into her birth canal. “Congratulations, Twilight! It’s a Unicorn!” Celestia exclaimed as she saw a small and blunt stub pointing outward beyond the rest of the infant’s head.
Twilight finally caught her breath and collected thoughts as the contraction ended. “What...pant… was that?”
“Which part?”
Twilight struggled with her words. “The um, orally molesting me while I’m in… gulp... child birth.”
“Oh, just a little stimulation to help move things along. It’s not the strangest thing I’ve done over the years,” Celestia responded. Twilight briefly wondered what sorts of things were stranger than molesting a mare in labor. “If the touch is not to your liking, I may stop. Though by now, the contractions will be quicker and may or may not be more painful.”
Twilight thought to herself for a moment, debating morals and ethics. Another quaking contraction interrupted her train of thought as her belly button caved inward. “Aaaahnng… N-no, no please, hnnng… don’t stop.”
Celestia grinned. “As you wish,” she said and knelt down beside her bed, taking in her student’s musk before digging her muzzle into Twilight, licking and tickling with her experienced tongue. Her horn glowed golden once more just as a warm golden aura surrounded Twilight’s erect and dark purple nipples, pulling and playing.
“Fuuu...Fwaaaaa~” Twilight moaned in guilty delight while she buried her embarrassed face in her hooves, pushing with the urges all the while. Her hips involuntarily twisted and turned around the licks of her mentor’s tongue, easing the foal through her hips.
“That’s good, just keep pushing like that. Breath in and breath out, nice and easy,” Celestia said while she massaged the sides of Twilight’s belly with a wing, using her other to massage the rest of her body. “You’re liking this, aren’t you?” she teased before she gave her clit a quick suck. Twilight shook her head in denial. Celestia chuckled but said nothing, continuing her ‘support’.
Slowly but surely, with each push and squeeze, the foal inched out more and more through her birth canal, her trembling aroused walls working their way around the infant’s head. Celestia’s ‘support’ did its job mostly to at least distract her from the pain. Twilight shuddered at her mentor’s touch, having never been intimately touched by another pony, let alone a mare. With each lick of Celestia’s tongue, a new indescribable sensation began to pulse all around her body, slowly building up in intensity until...
Twilight suddenly yelped as waves of spasms enraptured her vagina while her entire abdomen clenched like a vice around the foal, her embarrassed thoughts crashing into nothing but bliss. Her face immediately went beet red as soon as she realized that she cried not a quick scream of pain but a long and drawn out moan of ecstasy. “D-did I just?”
Celestia looked up over Twilight’s side, face covered in a spray of ‘marecum’. “I believe you just have.”
From embarrassed to flustered, Twilight stammered, “Is that what an orgasm feels like? B-but that was my f-first time. And I came… while giving birth to a-a-a baby.” She wanted to recoil in disgust.
“Hmm, perhaps you really were enjoying this,” Celestia teased again. “Maybe that spell wasn’t an accident after all!”
“N-no! It was! I-I’m not enjoying this, I can’t be!” Twilight began to doubt herself. “I-I can’t be… I’m not a freak… am I?”
Celestia rolled her eyes. Dramaqueen. “You were just using a book for sexual deviants, one of the spells was sure to have pushed your button in time. Or, maybe I am just more savvy than I thought.” She emphasized her point as she gave one of Twilight’s many nerve points around her neck a quick pinch with her wing, eliciting a moan before she quickly covered her mouth. “Nevertheless, it did seem to help. You are already starting to crown.”
“I-I am?”
Twilight attempted to look over her enlarged stomach but realized it was still too large. Celestia gently pulled Twilight’s hooves away from her flushed face and brought them down around her tummy and in between her legs. “There, now feel.”
Twilight gulped but gently began to search around. Her hooves moved around her outer folds, gingerly feeling around as if her swollen pussy wasn’t hers. In the middle now she felt it, the head of a foal, pushing her puffy labia just slightly apart.
Her uterus began to contract again accompanied with that all too familiar urge. Biting her bottom lip, Twilight gently pushed, hissing at the aching pain but curious all the same. Slowly, the foal moved out of her canal, spreading her lips wider and wider. Curious, she forced through the pain and tried pushing harder, the opening of her lips changing from its oval shape to a circle as it tried to make room for the baby’s head. A searing pain like a hot iron pressed up against her pussy however stopped her advance as her force crumpled. Without her pushes, the foal sunk back behind her tight folds, returning her vaginal entrance to its oval slit.
Twilight reached down again to feel how much she had progressed for all her efforts. To her dismay, it wasn’t by much. “H-huh?”
Celestia shook her head. “Childbirth is a slow and natural process, Twilight. Your body needs time to adjust. Rushing through it will only hurt you and your child more than it would help.” Caressing Twilight’s leg, Celestia continued, “It looks like you’re going to need another oomf if we’re going to get that baby out of you. Your orgasm earlier seemed to help. “Let’s try that again, shall we?”
“W-wait, I-mnnnnngh!”
Twilight grunted again with a pained expression, clutching her hard and firm belly with her hooves as it contracted. Her grunts turned into muffled moans as Celestia worked her magic, sucking on her sensitive teets like a baby herself while she fingered with her small feather her labia and clit.
Her lips parted ways again into a circular shape as the infant’s head struggled to widen her vagina. The searing pain returned as well, too painful to be completely numbed out by Celestia’s efforts. Twilight, hardy as she was, only pushed harder, prepared this time for the pain.
“Eeeeng, hnnnng~”
“That’s it, Twilight, just a little more!”
The circle gave way to Twilight’s efforts, trembling as it slowly opened from the size of an baseball to an orange. Huffing and puffing, she pushed as hard as she could, her pussy wider than ever before, the circumference of the infant's head stretched her burning vagina wider than she ever thought possible.
And just when she was so close to breaching her own gates, the contraction ended and so too her efforts. The foal sunk back behind her folds, and she could not find the strength to push again. “This… this is impossible. I can’t do this.” Twilight heaved out.
“Come now, Twilight. Hundreds of thousands of mares go through the same process every day in Equestria. And the Twilight Sparkle I chose as my student was no quitter. Just give me one last push,” Celestia said in encouragement.
Twilight rolled her head side to side atop her pillow. “I can’t… Not enough strength.” She emphasized her point by trying to squeeze her abdominal stomach muscles as another contraction rolled by only to immediately let go. “I’m too tired.”
“Hmm, well that’s no good. Whatever shall we do?” Celestia said in mock befuddlement. “Oh, I guess I have no choice. First time for everything I suppose.”
Celestia’s horn glowed it’s golden aura as she prepared to cast an unknown spell. Twilight shook her head. “W-wait, what are you doing?”
“Do not worry, my dearest student. It’ll only just be for a moment.”
“I think I’ve had enough of anyyyyaaaaaaaah~”
In ecstatic sensation welled up down around her crotch and then all around her body, like she was stuck at the brink of an orgasm. “W-what did you d-oooooh!”
Her uterus contracted, and as it did, Twilight felt nothing but pleasure. The rhythmic contractions felt like waves of massages. Her amniotic waters dripping out her pussy felt like saliva from another’s tongue. The burning searing pain was gone, replaced by a consistent and comfortable heat. Even the air wafting through her hair and the sweat rolling down her skin sent tingles of good feelings through her spine.
“This spell is typically used during rather intense nights of BDSM. It dulls any intense impulses sent to the brain while boosting the sensitivity of the duller nerves. What you get is what you’re receiving before you.”
Twilight gasped and gasped, panting as as every breath tickled her nerves. “I… I’m… I feel it coming… I’m coming!”
“Just one last push Twilight.” Celestia whispered into Twilight’s ear.
“Hrraaaagggh!” Twilight came with a shout, giving her last push with all her might. Her vagina, worn and weakened from all the stretching, finally allowed the foal’s large head to slip through her tight folds, releasing a gush of fluids from around its head before she pushed the baby out up to its shoulders. Riding the euphoria, Twilight pushed again with a loud moan as her womb collapsed inward in orgasm, pushing the rest of its smaller and slender body out in another wave of water into Celestia’s hooves.
Twilight dropped flat on her bed with closed tired eyes, fur doused in sweat. “Huff… huff…” she panted, tired but finally relieved of her ordeal. Her ears twitched as she heard the soft sounds of a foal’s cooes. Sitting upright and opening her eyes once more, she took her first look at her baby held within Celestia’s arms. A violet coat with a blue mane, a pink and purple stripe running down the middle. A horn protruded from her skull, with a pink umbilical cord running from its stomach down to her privates. A unicorn filly.
“Congratulations, it’s a girl.” Celestia praised, levitating the Twilight’s baby into its mother’s arms. The foal looked up into her eyes, reaching up with its hooves with a silly smile.
“Wow… She looks… just like me.”
Celestia nodded. “Because there was no ‘father’ so to speak to share traits or genes, the spell had only you as its template to create the foal. It does not just look like you, Twilight, it is you. Genetically speaking. Whether she becomes studious like yourself is up to you.”
The silly filly began to play with her nose, pressing it up like a pig’s nostrils. “I… See.” Her unease and uncertain emotions returned as she watched her newborn foal, leaving her feeling melancholic. She would never admit it, but she took pride in her acts of heroisms and occasional shenanigans. Was this now her destiny? To simply sit in the sidelines and toil day by day raising her foal like a proper mother as the world passed on by, all because of a simple mistake born from lust?
She wasn’t even sure if she loved the infant in her arms at all. This was just all so sudden.
Celestia noticed Twilight’s empty gaze. “If you’d like, you can simply give her to me and I can take care of her for you,” she said as she slowly levitated the cooing baby just a tad bit out of Twilight’s arms.
Twilight suddenly found the baby between her outstretched hooves and then back next to her chest warm and safe chest. She blinked twice before she realized she had just snatched her foal away from her esteemed mentor. “W-what?” she asked herself, bewildered.
Celestia smiled. “I’m glad you chose your decision, Twilight Sparkle.”
Twilight opened her mouth to retort, but found herself afraid to do so. Not of Celestia, but of the possibility of giving up her newborn child. These foreign thoughts that seemed not her own was frightening already.
But then what would happen to her studies? What would happen to herself?
What did Celestia think of her?
“Just to be clear, I’m still testing you next week.”
Twilight’s ears perked up. How did she?
Celestia smiled. “I know what you’re thinking. Oh how I must be so disappointed in you for such taboo curiosities, how you won’t be able to continue on as a student now with the responsibility of a child in your hooves. Truthfully, I think this whole ordeal was a lesson of responsibility in itself, albeit unplanned for.” Celestia knelt down next to Twilight. “You are my student, and I your teacher. I am obligated to help you in any way I can. I could never be angry or disappointed with you, my most faithful and dearest student.” Celestia paused for a bit in thought, her face scrunched in a frown. “Well except that one time during Cadance’s wedding, my fault entirely of course.”
“You mean?”
Celestia nodded. “You’ve already raised Spike all on your own as well, and have both he and your friends to assist you in your endeavors. I’m sure you’ll be fine.”
Twilight looked back at her curious foal and back to her Princess before breaking out a bit in tears. “I was so worried that I’d…” Twilight shook her head and wiped her tears. “Thank you, Princess Celestia. I’m glad you came.”
“You are most welcome, Twilight Sparkle. Want to try this again some time? ”
Twilight immediately and vigorously shook her head while Celestia laughed like she never had in a long time. Well not really, that prank she pulled on Luna a month ago was pretty funny as well. Oh how she screamed when she opened her bedroom doors only to be washed down the hallways by a river of cake batter.
“Um, Princess Celestia?”
Celestia turned her head back towards Twilight. “Yes, Dearest Student?”
“Was all that, um, you know.”
“Oral sex?”
Twilight still was still unused to Celestia’s sudden bluntness. “Y-yeah. Was that safe?”
“Twilight, I would never do anything that would endanger you nor anybody’s life if I had find it so.”
Twilight sighed in relief.
“I mean you could have had a heart attack or bled out from hemorrhage, but that’s about it really. Nothing serious.”
“What?”
Rainbow Dash suddenly burst through her windows, startling her. “Twilight! I heard the news, are you okay?! Do you need a docto-oh.”
Her wooden door on the opposite side of the room was thrown open as well, as Fluttershy, Applejack, Rarity, and Pinkie Pie found themselves in a tumbled heap. Spike walked in a second later waving. “Heya Twi! I brought your frie- hey, where did’ja get that baby?
In a second, all her friends rushed to her side were all over her asking her questions while Twilight subconsciously held her baby as close to her chest as she could. Princess Celestia looked on with an amused look before picking up the book that had caused so much trouble and discreetly teleported back to her castle.
“Happy Mother’s Day, Twilight!” Pinkie Pie screamed ecstatically. “Soooo, who’s the lucky guy?”
“Pinkie, that’s rude! And Mother’s Day was five days ago!” Applejack stood still for a moment and counted the dates in her head. “Eeeh, four?”
“Darlings, you’re scaring her! Not so close, give her some room!” Rarity leaned in closer, against her demands. “Although, I must admit, I’m a bit curious how and why you hid this from us. How did you even manage to hide this for five months?
“Yeah, kinda upset about you hiding this from us. But eh, no biggie. So yeah, who is the lucky guy?” Rainbow asked.
“Hey, how come Rainbow Dash gets to ask?!” Pinkie whined.
“What’s its name?” Fluttershy timidly asked. “Can I hold her? She looks so adorable.”
“Anyone else notice that the baby looks just like Twilight? And why’s there a wire between the baby and your, um, that place?” Spike reached for Twilight and her daughter’s umbilical cord.
“Spiky, don’t you dare touch that!” Rarity cried.
Twilight Twinkle giggled at all the attention. Twilight Sparkle herself sighed in exhaustion and fainted, startling her friends.
It was going to be a long week.
Author's Note
