Dave woke to the sounds of groaning. He turned to see Adagio, looking sick, on her side, and not sounding at all like she was even remotely having a good time. He touched her back, felt how ringing wet it was with sweat, and he instantly he began pulling her clothes off of her. His hand touched her swollen stomach, and she looked up at him.

“It’s too hot in here.”

She was right. It was too hot. Living in the workshop was a great idea, or at least it was until the summer months hit. Right now both of them were dealing with intense heat from an unforgiving sun beating down on a tin roof. Added to the fact that he had to keep the foundry going all night long. He was up most of that night, melting the aluminum needed for the statue, and of course pouring it up into the molds he had created for it.

Unlike some of the other sculptures and statues this one was meant to be heavier. Specifically the order was for one solid piece of aluminum. It wasn’t the hardest thing in the world to make, but it meant doing one mold, just one, and having it cool overnight, or overday, whichever the case may be. Right now that mold, and the aluminum inside of it, was still scorching hot, and it would be like that until it finally cooled off. What that meant for the both of them was dealing with the heat as best they could until the aluminum was cool enough to take out of the mold, and moved to a better area.

Still, he wasn’t about to just let Adagio lie there in sweating and suffering. He made sure the fan was running, and then he walked over to the refrigerator. The ice trays were full, the ice bin was nearly full, and then there was the cooler. It was something he had made a while, back. Just a normal hardback cooler, with a pipe sticking out of it, and a miniature fan on the back of it. He could fill it with ice, and fill the trays with water, and hopefully when the ice melted it would be ready to go again.

He went to work, getting the ice bin out first, and the trays. He dumped them all into the cooler, closed the lid, walked it over toward Adagio’s side of the bed, hooked the electric cord from the miniature fan into the plug-in, and turned on the switch. There was a little noise, but he could see the way it was affecting Adagio. She was breathing easier, she moved toward the cool air, and he grinned.

Adagio looked as though the cool air was indeed helping her. He could see her relaxing, and he crawled back into the bed behind her. His arm draped across her, with his hand coming to rest on top of her expanded belly. He could feel the movements of a child, their child, just inside. He placed a kiss on the back of her head, and she made a pleasantly happy moan.

“This is nice,” she yawned as the cold air hit her, “I could get used to this.”

She sighed as she relaxed with the cool air. His hands moved up her belly, feeling the soft texture to just under her breasts.

“Glad that it’s helping,” he said as he gently rubbed.

“Mmmm, that feels good, but don’t get too many ideas. It’s still warm in here.”

He almost laughed at her response. The truth was that she was more than willing to get intimate at pretty much any time. It was almost like she was in heat again, but he knew that wasn’t it. No, it seemed that her hormones were making her as horny as she had been. Still, being there, rubbing her belly right below her breasts, taking in her scent, and listening to the contented sounds of her breathing was certainly enough to make him happy.

The homemade air conditioner was helping, but he knew that it was going to get warmer before too long. Unfortunately he didn’t have the luxury of it being winter. If that was the case simply cracking the windows, letting the furnace die down, and letting the chill from outside help cool the aluminum would make it far easier. They wouldn’t have to worry about it being so hot inside, and she would be far more comfortable.

Unfortunately winter had left for spring, and now spring was giving away to summer. It wasn’t the hottest it had ever been, but it was certainly hotter than when they had first met. He longed for that winter. For the chill in the air, the crisp breaths, the keeping warm by snuggling, and of course the fact that nothing felt quite as good as having the furnace roaring with the coal, or wood, that he would burn inside of it.

He’d forgotten to check the weather earlier. He could have had Bob check it for him, and he still could, but he knew that it was hot outside. Hot outside, hot inside, and only a handmade air conditioner to help keep them cool. He held onto Adagio, and after a moment his mind became made up. It would be at least another six hours before the statue could be removed from the cast, taken outside, and allowed to finish its cooling process outside of the shop.

He slowly got up, looked at Adagio as she turned toward him, “Let’s git out of here fer a bit. There ain’t a reason why we oughta burn up in here, and ‘sides I gotta figure that we could use a new AC unit, maybe get a little lunch while we’re a doing it.”

She smiled at him, “Are you sure?”

He nodded, helped her up, and watched as she walked toward the shower.

“I feel funky, so let me take a shower, and then we’ll go, of course to save water, you could help me and take yours too.”

A smile crossed his face, and he followed her toward the shower. Despite the initial plan the shower wasn’t as accommodating as they had hoped. It was certainly large enough for the both of them to fit, but with Adagio’s pregnancy showing as much as it was the shower wouldn’t allow for much more than helping to soap up and down, a few playful gropes, and the feel of Dave’s manhood nestled between the cheeks of Adagio’s rump.

She let out a lewd moan at that point. Feeling him pressed against her, feeling his hands touching her belly, then her breasts, the way he caressed her, the way he held her. She was beginning to believe that he might have something of a pregnancy fetish. The idea didn’t horrify her. At one time, long ago, she would have been frightened of the idea of being a mother, but that wasn’t the case now.

Now, now she felt hope, and honestly if he got off on a mare being pregnant, well, she wouldn’t mind having another foal or two. She laughed softly at that. That was her Earth Pony nature. She felt it, and she knew it so well. When the magic that transformed her into a siren had done its job that nature was simply gone.

Oh, she still got horny, she still had itches to be scratched, but she didn’t feel the need to have foals. She didn’t feel the drive to bring more ponies into the world. That was different now. She felt that drive working overtime. She was going to be a mother, she was going to have his foals, and she felt him pressed inside of her rump, rubbing against her tailhole, and Celestia above it was driving her crazy. She looked back at him, a needful look on her face, a desire that he could understand all too well. He stepped back, as far as he could, letting her bend forward, resting her hands on the wall of the shower, and he moved closer to her. He felt the entrance of marehood. It was sopping wet, ready, and he gently pushed into it.

The fear was still there that he could, unintentionally, harm their child, their foal, but regardless he wanted to give her everything she needed. It began light, and soon it was obviously something hard and thunderous. The need they felt was nearly overpowering.

The one thing it wasn’t was long lasting. Neither of them wanted to spend very much more time in the shop then they had to, but this was something the both of them needed. They finished washing off. Together they stepped out of the shower, and he found her a sundress that would fit her. She slipped it on, forgoing a bra, finding a pair of panties that were comfortable, and she pulled them on as well.

He dressed in a clean pair of underwear, jeans, and a clean shirt. Finally a pair of socks and his old work boots were added, and the two of them walked out into the heat of the outside world. He opened the door to the truck and she climbed inside. He started it, rolled down his window, and began moving out of the old salvage yard. She looked at how different it looked in the summer. Before nature had painted with her wintery landscape, but now she could see the vines growing up inside of the old carriages, or cars rather, and how nature was slowly reclaiming the area for herself.

It was still beautiful, but it was a different kind of beauty.

As they journeyed into town, Adagio began to take in the wonders of the land. Wild flowers grew on the side of the road, ranging in colors and shapes. Insects were alive and well, doing what they do best-fly. Of course, the birds were not too far behind, chasing the slower bugs for an easy meal. Off in the distance, if she squinted, she thought she could see a family of deer at the edge of the forest. She hoped the winter had been good to them, and the summer would be even better.

As the drive went on, the scenery changed from natural to man-made. Grass turned to pavement, trees into buildings, and animals into the rude citizens of the town she lived by. She felt herself wanting to let out an irritated sigh, but when Dave placed his firm hand on her thigh, she knew why she came into town.

“Alright my love, “Dave said. He pulled his truck into a parking space between two luxury cars before he continued speaking, “The Ac unit should be in that building over there. While they get it ready, inspect it, and whatnot, me and you can explore. Ya think you could make that journey?”

“Look Dave, I’m pregnant, not crippled,” Adagio replied, opening her door and slowly scooting out, “I can make the walk...just might take some time.”

She felt the ground, and steadied herself on her hooves. Being pregnant didn’t do her any favors when it came to getting into, or getting out of, Dave’s old truck. The feeling of her hooves on the cement made her cringe a little. She could feel the heat radiating up. She looked at Dave and wondered how he was handling it. His shoes were worn so thin that she knew he had to be feeling the heat of the sidewalk as well.

He didn’t leave her though. He stayed beside her, walking with her, right up until they walked into the large building.

“Welcome to a MegaMall,” he said as he held her hand. The two of them walked into the entrance, and from the outside it didn’t look that big, but she realized that the mall was built going down, being buried beneath the Earth and not above it, “Over four hundred shops, businesses, and most of ‘em are automated.”

She walked with him as they passed a store called Eyemart that had a digital assistant helping the customers, filling out prescriptions, and then the glasses were made on site by what looked like strange arms and hands that hung down from the ceiling by wires and hinges.

“Not that I mind, but why is it like this?”

He shrugged his shoulders, “Guess that a lot of places like having machines instead of people. Cheaper, I guess, and the machines don’t get tired, need a break, or complain about the work load. I figure it’s jest easier for ‘em.”

She looked at the businesses, and she felt a little conflicted. Several of the pon...people in this town were less than accepting, but at the same time most of them were barely making it. A place like this would have provided jobs they desperately needed, but at the same time she knew if they worked here then she’d be dealing with their ire.

That conflict kept at her right until they started to pass a shop that she had to stop at. Dave watched as she walked into what had been the twentieth and beginning of the twenty-first century answer to a curiosity shop. He followed her into Hot Topic, watching as she looked at a few things, but then he noticed what had really attracted her.

The section was smaller, but he noticed it all right away. Hot Topic had their 1980’s style of clothing. When Adagio had appeared she was wearing what she had been wearing in the movies. Her clothes, and look, was modeled after the 1980’s, so it made sense that she was attracted to this section. She touched a belt that looked similar to the one she arrived with, but then she moved on to something Dave never would have thought that she liked.

The denim jacket and skirt were modeled after the eighties, to be sure, but it just didn’t look like something she would be that interested in. She touched the material, a soft smile crossing her muzzle, and she lightly picked it up. The skirt would have fit before she was pregnant, but even then her ample… hips, would certainly have been more than noticeable in it. A small part of him almost wanted to see her dressed in it, watching her hips sway as she walked, enjoying seeing her coming and going, and then enjoying the feeling of pushing it up, or pulling it off.

Adagio had absolutely no doubts in her mind that Dave was considering what she would have looked like in the skirt. She didn’t have exactly this kind of attire before, not really, but she did have a skirt similar to this. Oh, it had been black denim material, a bit tighter than this seemed, and how she turned heads in it. She sighed. At the moment she couldn’t fit into it, but it didn’t stop her from imagining it. She placed it back and saw a headband and scrunchie set.

Memories of going to a gym, working out, wearing leg warmers, a purple headband, and scrunchies filled her mind. She picked them up, looked them over, and smiled.

“See something you like?”

She turned, expecting to see a digital assistant, but instead there was a girl that looked like she belonged to a long bygone era as well. She smiled at her, “If you’re really wanting that skirt and top set, we can totally order it in for you. We can even get it in adjustable wear, like that Back to the Future movie, you know the kind where the clothes adjusted to fit the person? We can order that, and it’ll fit now, and later.”

She looked at Dave who nodded, “Please, and thank you.”

She grinned, “No problem, we won’t charge until it gets here, but I’ll need you go ahead and scan in for the approvement to be charged, okay?”

Dave quickly did it, denying Adagio the chance to pay for them, and she realized that they really were going to be for him too. Well, if that was the case then when they came in she was going to have to wear just them, and nothing else. The two walked out of the shop, and a smell hit them. The two of them walked toward it, and Adagio stopped. Her ears pointed as she heard the sound coming from somewhere behind the counter of the little Tico Taco food court store.

“It’s Taco Tuesday everyday!” the voice sung.

“No…”

She walked forward, listening to the sound.

“Tacos, from out of the sky, tacos, no need to ask why. Just open your mouth and close your eyes, it’s raining Tacos!”

She carefully stepped to the counter, looked around, and then the sight of a dark blue mane with a midnight blue stripe running down it appeared as a Unicorn Mare raised up grinningly brightly holding two wrapped tacos. Her eyes were closed, her Uniform looked strangely pristine, and she seemed to be exceptionally proud of herself.

“It’s Raining TACOS!”

“Sonata!”

Two violet eyes opened, that brilliant smile turned into a surprised O face, and then Sonata lovingly sat her tacos to the side, jumped over the counter and grabbed Adagio into the biggest hug she could muster.

“DAGI! YAY! DAGI, LOOK! IT’S A TACO PLACE!”

Adagio, carefully, peeled away from her overly excited sister, and looked at her, “Where have you been?”

Sonata looked at her like she was asking the dumbest question in the world.

“Duh, right here! I mean Tacos!”

Adagio groaned, “Sonata, please, where else have you been?”

It was like a light turned on inside of the slightly ditzy Unicorn mare.

“Oh, well, see I first kinda sorta wondered into this stallion’s house. He was super nice, although he was kind of busy with his marefriend… You know most of the ponies here look like your coltfriend there, anyway, they totally knew who I was, or actually she did.”

“Where was that, Sonata, please…”

She looked at her again like she was asking a dumb question, “Duh, in the grove, you know, lower. Wow, I actually know more than you Dagi?”

Adagio looked at Dave, he rubbed his chin for a moment, “Oh, oh, that ain’t good. They’re squatters. They’re living in the model homes below the mall. They were built to show how living underground could be better than living above it.”

“Well is it dangerous?” Adagio asked Dave, worry flowing through her.

“Oh no...it just has a few folks who are down on their luck. From what I hear, they’re nice people with a shared struggle. ”

A protective feeling overcame Adagio and she immediately knew that she wanted to meet the people who were now taking care of her sister. Unfortunately, she was becoming a bit tired from the day and desired rest.

“Sonata, can Dave and I see visit your home?” Adagio asked, “We can catch up and other things.”

“Sure, then you can also tell me how you got pregnant. I mean, I know how, but everything else. You know, I never figured you were one for childbearing. Honestly thought Aria would get pregnant before either of us, “Sonata said, picturing a pregnant Aria, “Anyway, I’m off the next two days. Just call and I’ll meet you guys and take you to my home.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Dave spoke.

The groups exchanged numbers and after quick hugs, went their separate ways. No sooner did they do that, another group came ,and Sonata greeted them enthusiastically. She began to list the day’s specials without skipping a beat. Anyone could tell she actually enjoyed her job ,and the people that came around.

“Let’s say we get that AC and get home?” Dave asked, noticing Adagio getting tired.

"No. I can still walk around a bit..."

"What if I throw in a foot rub when we get home?"

“Now that sounds like a plan to me.”

Author's Note

Sorry about the wait, but things are gonna get back on track.

Make sure to check out the other Vogon stories to get a big picture of the universe and the other ponies.