Author's Note

[Explicit] [F/f] [Incest]
Characters: [OCs]
Prequel: Books by Ragabash
By Ragabash

[NSFW] Bubbles by Ragabash

Excerpt from the first draft of the fourth chapter:

It didn't surprise me, that she enjoyed it. We were very similar in many regards, so it made sense that little Dahlia liked it as much as little Sunflower did. Even the bath additive was of the same brand as I used when I was her age. And while they did change the formula a bit, it still produced the same beautiful bubbles in the water.

I held my little princess close to me, my front legs embracing her tightly, as we enjoyed our bath together. She stared at the bubbles that covered the surface of the water, making it impossible to see under it. I admired her ability to be so happy about something so small. It was one of many things I liked about foalhood and something I missed, now that I was an adult. Really, there was barely anything I didn't like about foals. The carefree-ness, being able to look forward to nearly anything when you get older, the sheer adorableness, it was truly a wonderful age.

But no other foal represented it better than my ~~Twilight Spa~~ Dahlia. I admired her sunny disposition, her constant eagerness to learn something new and her small body, which I still hugged tightly.

The bubbles were all around us, encasing us like a giant pearl necklace. She still looked at them, her happy face reflecting in the soapy orbs. Just seeing that made me smile too. I dearly loved my daughter. More than anything in the world. More than my son or my husband. It was a different kind of love, like a really strong version of the love of a mother. It was hard to understand and I doubt that anypony else even could. Which is why I'd never tell anyone else just how strong my love truly was.

“M-Mommy?” Dahlia said, startled. “What are you doing?”

I got a bit lost in my thoughts and watching her, so I didn't notice how my right front hoof slipped between her hind legs. But I wasn't shocked, not even surprised about my actions. I realized that this would happen some day a while ago, when I thought about my feelings for my daughter. And I already made a choice back then. I was about to cross a line I shouldn't overstep. But doing so would mean to grow apart. I couldn't stay so close to her without the temptation overtaking me at some point.

And there was no way I would ever do that.

Instead of pulling my hoof back, I began to move it up and down, rubbing over her tiny slit. I smiled at Dahlia, who had an expression of confusion and pleasure on her face. It was messed up, I admit, but I couldn't help but feel proud to give my daughter her first sexual experience.

After a while, she seemed to ease herself, the feeling of pleasure domination over anything else. The little moans she let out were like music to my ears and I nearly wondered why I haven't done that earlier. Of course, it didn't take long until she couldn't take it anymore. She closed her eyes and gasped loudly, as she experienced the first orgasm in her life.

I still smiled at her when she recovered and looked at me with confusion again. Poor filly had no idea what just happened, a feeling that I had too when I touched myself for the first time. Which just so happened to be in a bubble bath, similar to the one we were in now.

“Mommy, what did you do?” Dahlia asked me. “It felt good, but it was also weird...”

I kissed her forehead before I answered: “Don't worry, it's normal to feel like that after your first time. But it's nothing bad, I can promise you that.”

It may sound silly, but I thought it was too early to give her the talk, even after doing that to her, so I was intentionally vague. But in hindsight, I think that I was also scared that she could realize that something was not right, if she knew about sex. She was a very smart girl after all.

In any case, our first time wasn't the last. Even if she didn't understood, Dahlia liked the good feeling of me touching her. After that day, bubble baths had a special meaning for us.