Author's Note
Yep. A short story after a year of inactivity. Go pinch yourselves, you aren't dreaming. Hope you enjoy it. I'm a bit rusty.
The Only Chapter
"Ughhhhhh!" Scootaloo moaned in frustration as she tossed about in her bed, kicking the comforter to the wooden footboard. The young mare groaned as the silk sheets danced across the flared tip of her mostly flaccid stallionhood, dragging it away from her incredibly swollen pregnant belly; before it smacked back against her, matting her vibrant orange fur with an inch thick line of precum, just stopping right below her snout. Scootaloo was no where near as narcissistic as Rainbow Dash was, but even she couldn't be helped but feel deeply aroused by the heavy scent of her musk as it prowled around her bedroom, preying on sleepless fillies with large cocks.
As if having both sets of genitalia wasn't enough for the mare, Scootaloo's bulging stomach looked out of place on the filly, looking like she had swallowed a watermelon whole, a feat that seemed impossible for a tiny horse her age. But ever since the night of her first heat she had spent with Rainbow Dash, Scootaloo had obtained a size that put a mare at the end of her term to shame. Unfortunately for Scootaloo, this left the poor filly in a constant state of being perpetually horny, to the point she was losing sleep over it.
Letting out a sigh of defeat, the young filly winced as she tried to reach her thick appendage with no avail. Her face flushed red as droplets of sweat formed along her brow. Taking a deep breath, the pegasus stretched her foreleg as far as it could go, the limb crying out in awkward discomfort. "Agh! This is not fair," Scootaloo pouted as she gave up her struggle to stroke herself off, collapsing back onto the bed. No matter how hard she tried to reach her cock, her oversized stomach made bending forward a challenge. Even sitting up took more energy than what it was worth...but the thought of having her penis rub against her smooth, warm tummy was too enticing to let go of the fantasy. Scootaloo licked her lips as she mindlessly imaged herself being able to suck her fat, drooling horsecock off again. To have it stretch her jaw open, and run along her tongue as it slurped up her gloriously hard shaft, flicking against the sensitive skin, and teasing the tip when she pulled out, just to thrust back into her mouth. The filly was quite thankful that all that practice and physical training with Rainbow Dash had granted her the body strength to be fairly flexible...when she wasn't with foal that is.
Scootaloo squirmed as she felt her cock give a few appreciative squirts of precum onto her bulging stomach. It was not an unwelcomed gesture, just it felt pleasurably strange, in a good way that is. Her tennis ball sized testicles rolled back against her hips, tickling the young futanari's puffy clitoris, eliciting a deep moan that was quickly muffled with a hoof that darted for her mouth. Describing the crusader as the embodiment of sexual need would be an understatement to say the least. Scootaloo's brain was rattled with pleasure as the endorphins ran amok, filling her with the overall desire to relieve herself. How she longed for the feeling of satisfaction at this time of night, looking up towards the moon beaming down through her skylight, the rays of light waltzing over her stomach, weaving between the clomps of precum coated fur.
She needed relief and she needed it badly. And maybe some hay fries...and a belly massage. Unfortunately, most of the ponies she knew were already asleep, which didn't do much to help her predicament. Hopes shattered, Scootaloo pondered for awhile, "There's got to be somepony that would help me out..." Her mind wandered until she came to a realization: the CMC mantra was that a crusader would be up for anything, and who better would know how to tenderly care for an expecting animal than Applebloom! Scootaloo blushed at the thought, imagining Applebloom toiling over her friend, bringing her milkshakes and maybe doing...that other thing...with...Scoot's penis and her mouth. The pregnant pegasus gave a slight, fairly embarrassed smile as she shooed the idea from her head. Yet the thought lingered, the image of Applebloom, her best friend, milking her stallion part like it was a cow's udder, sloppily slobbering over the teat as she sucked every last drop out. This deeply aroused and only slightly disturbed Scootaloo, but her own musk was making her too horny to care about details.
Scootaloo sighed as she rolled off the side of her bed, softening the decent with a few flaps of her wings as she landed on her hooves with a plop, her engorged tummy only a few centimeters from touching the ground. The pregnant mare trotted out of her room, and left her house, heading off to Sweet Apple Acres. Luckily Ponyville was a safe enough town that a filly her age could wander about at night. So long as she didn't go into the Everfree Forest, she'd be alright. But despite being safe from harm, she wasn't safe from her raging hormones. The brisk night air wavered through the quiet ambiance as it lightly painted its cool breeze against the needy mare's nethers. It was a welcome but fleeting feeling, that made Scootaloo only thirst for more. Dribbles of the mare's juices encompassed her pussy lips, where it pooled just above her clit, inciting the filly to bit her lower lip just to restrain a deep moan from escaping. Her sensitive bulb trembled as her nectar trickled down the delicate mound, sending shockwaves of pleasure up Scootaloo's spine. It was enticing, electrifying and only served to make the young mare even more wet than she already was. It took as much willpower as she could muster to stop herself from finding the nearest street lamp to rub herself off on. Her body was an inferno of passion waiting to explode and the sheer toll of it all was exhausting on her body. Perhaps she could use a little stop.
With a sigh, Scoots recalled back to Ms. Cheerilee's teachings on the importance of breathing techniques during a filly's first estrus, how it worked against the plundering hormones as they razed a pony's sex drive to near extreme levels in their first heat. Scootaloo took a deep breath and tried to emulate the patterns she was taught. Breathe in, breathe out. Wait three steps, then breathe in, breathe out. Breat-plop, plop, plop. "What was that??" Startled, Scootaloo stammered as she turned around in awe. Behind her was a three inch wide glimmering creak of precum along the rough cobblestone path leading from her house to right where she was standing. The crusader's face became one of sheer embarrassment. Her cock, long enough to drag along the road yet somehow was still flaccid had been leaking.
"Oh shoot." Scootaloo quickly wobbled off to Applebloom's house before her situation could get any worse, holding her tail close to her nethers in hopes to halt the flow of her sexual juices from splattering everywhere.
Plunk. The piece of bark rolled off the window of Applebloom's room. Plunk. Another direct hit. "Come on, she's gotta be home," Scootaloo quietly cursed to herself. Pang. The pegasus grew more annoyed as she continued to chuck chunks of bark at the glass window pane. She didn't want to break the window by using a rock, fearing it would cause more of a disturbance than what was necessary. The window opened slightly as a yellow coated earth pony stuck her head out the window, her mane frazzled by bedrest. Applebloom rubbed at her eyes with her fronthooves as she got a glance of the very pregnant pegasus on her front yard.
"Scootahloo, what ya'll doin' at this hour?" Applebloom said hazily.
"Applebloom, can I come up to your room?"
"Why?"
"It's an emergency, I need some help and I thought you would know how to deal with this sort of thing..." Scootaloo trailed off.
"Well Babs is currently ovah, but there's some room in the barn if ya want to stay there. Ah'll be there shorter than a baby snake!" Applebloom quickly ducked back inside and closed the window behind her.
The pregnant crusader shook her head as she head off to the barn. At least maybe some soft hay would be nice to relax her tense back on. Scootaloo entered the barn, which was surprisingly empty, but no less still a barn.
"Ahm sorry for the mess, ah'll be on barn cleaning duty tomorrow. We hadta move all the animals out early. So what's yer probl-oh wow," the earth filly trailed off as her friend's hefty musk assaulted her snout, causing the yellow filly's cheeks to turn a heavy shade of pink. "Wow ya are really needing it, aren't ya?" Scootaloo just nodded bashfully.
"Well here's a haybale for ya, why dontcha lay down on yer back and we'll get started"
"Are you sure you're alright with this?"
"Scoots, ah can smell the heat on ya. Aint healthy for animals to be that pent up and sure aint healthy for ponies neither. So git up on the bale and we'll get started," the country filly explained proudly.
Scootaloo did as she told, looking up at the barn ceiling as Applebloom hovered around the pegasi's crotch. Uncertainty loomed over the young flier as her farm friend spread the pregnant filly's legs for a better view. Maybe she should have stayed home and thought this through, was she really ready for this level of relationship with her friend?
"Uh...Applebloom maybe I should..."
But the farm filly finished her friend's train of thought, "Nonsense, Scootaloo, aint nothing ah haven't seen before. Everypony has sex, nothing too special about it."
Well, as long as she's okay with it, the futanari thought as her friend fondled her plump testicles with a hoof. "Ah!" Futaloo shrieked in delight as Applebloom lightly lapped up the pregnant mare's juices as she gulped them down from her friend's dripping snatch. The warm muscle wrapped around the very puffy vaginal button, delicately tapping on the sensitive mound, causing Scoots to wither from the shots of pleasure being directly injected into her very existence. "Ohhh yes, please more AB," the futanari moaned. The golden filly just smiled as she spread her friend's flower open and shoved her tongue inside the musky vagina. Scootaloo screamed as her fellow crusader licked up and down her inner walls, planting kisses along her labia as more of her nectar leaked out of her deep fleshy caverns. Applebloom was relentless with her treatment, running her tongue along every inch of Scootaloo's insides, as futanari juices splattered around her snout. The earth crusader hummed as she went about her work, simply ignoring the fat testicles dangling on the bridge of her muzzle for now.
The vibrations were powerful to say the least, Scootaloo could feel every note vibrate through her core, as if she was being played like a tuning fork. Her tongue lulled out of the filly's mouth, as she was dumbstruck with enjoyment, complete with a lopsided smile plastered on her face.
"Mmm, yer sure are tasty," Applebloom noted as she pulled away from Scootaloo's pussy, the young flier's juices dripping from her face. But the apple filly wasn't done with her procedure, climbing up onto the hay bale that the pregnant filly was sprawled out on. "Time to take care of dis bad boy," she gestured to the now hindleg-long erect stallionhood straining for attention, already lubed with plenty of precum. Applebloom shifted herself between the swollen, pregnant stomach and the fat cock of her companion. She embraced the futanari's warm tummy, lightly rubbing her hooves around the dried patches of fur that were stained with spurts of precum, as she planted several kisses along the length of the plump belly. Scootaloo's cock laid against her stomach just inches away from Applebloom's snatch, she let out a shiver as she felt the warmth of AB's cooch bridge the gap between their nethers. Slowly, the yellow crusader lowered herself onto the fat equine penis as it stretched her pussy lips wide. Scootaloo's body begged to thrust inside her friend, but she was no where in a position to do so, what with the foal inside of her and the best friend she was very nearly about to penetrate laying on top of her. Applebloom grinned as she shimmied her flank backwards, impaling herself on the futa-cock, inching her way down the shaft.
Scootaloo gasped as Applebloom slid down her shaft, "Oh wow you're so warm! You feel so good inside, Applebloom!" The futafilly reveled in the tightness of her friend's snatch as it clenched around her dick. With a smirk, the farm filly bucked up and down her friend's horsecock with the fervor of a rodeo star, splashing her nectar on each decent. The two crusaders' crotches were caked in their combined juices, only a small sample of how aroused the fillies were. Scootaloo screamed, "I'm so close!" One heavy pump. She didn't have the chance to feel slight wind chill against her bare skin as her cock was unsheathed from the fellow blank flank's snug pussy. Two pumps and the pegasus couldn't see her friend's midsection over glowing tummy. Three pumps and Applebloom suddenly realized how pent up Scootaloo really was, as those thick, cum filled testicles met the back of her flank, her crotch now grinding against the base of the futanari's penis.
"Do it! Make mah belly all big!"
With that, the pregnant hermaphrodite couldn't hold back any longer her legs kicking the air fruitlessly, as her testicles swelled towards her crotch. Scootaloo let out a cry as she came inside her friend. Splurts of tepid, spermy goop shot up her shaft straight into Applebloom's core, filling her stomach. "Yes!" Applebloom proclaimed as she moved her hooves to her own belly, kneading her fur coat as her tummy swelled from the sheer volume of cum pumped inside of her. Applebloom's growing stomach pushed against her friend's expectant bulge slightly; her midsection expanded near exponentially as Scootaloo released weeks worth of sexual tension into her best friend. Semen sloshed about the earth pony's insides, pushing outward to the point of rivaling her partner's pregnant form. Her belly swayed as she lightly bounced on the pegasi's crotch, enticing more of the futanari's seed to fire inside. Sweat droplets formed on the swelling crusader's back, trailing down her spine as her body incubated from the warm mess Scootaloo just kept on providing. It was too much for the feisty pegasus, who passed out in exhaustion.
Scootaloo's eyes creaked open, she was still in the barn and as far as she could tell, it was still night. Dazed, she glanced down to find a yellow foreleg draped across her chest, with a young earth pony cuddled up next to her, happily sleeping. A light, depleted smile grazed the slumbering filly's muzzle, as she slept. Rolling to her side, Scootaloo shifted her body closer to her fellow crusader who brought her so much comfort and delight, their bellies touching as Scoots extended her own leg around her rather cum inflated friend. Scoots lightly sighed to herself in blissful relief. With a gentle nuzzle, she lovingly licked the tip of Applebloom's snout and dozed back off to sleep.
