Pounding Pumpkins

Having a twin is a beautiful thing. A twin is someone who shares a piece of you. Twins aren't always identical. For instance, if a boy and girl were identical twins, that would be terrifying. It is the physiological and emotinal bonds that twins share that is the stuff legends are made of. Pound and Pumpkin, twin brother and sister, share a bond like no other. Their hearts, and genitals, collided together without warning and without regret. What was already a strong bond became something far greater. Friendship became love, and love became companionship. This is the end of their story... and the begining of their new life together.

"This is unbelievable..." Mrs. Cake mutters as she holds her hand to her head.

Several days later, after the great threesome, Pound and Pumpkin were caught. It was Mrs. Cake who smelled the thick aroma of sex emanating from Pound's room. When she investigated, she found her children making love. She took it quiet well, actually. She didn't yell. She didn't flip out. She didn't tell her husband, either. She did, however, give them a brief interrogation... and a warning.

"H-How long has this been going on?" Mrs. Cake asks them.

"We have been doing this for a week, since our birthday..." Pound admits glumly.

"Alright..." Mrs. Cake nods. "Does anyone else know?"

Pound and Pumpkin exchange sad looks.

"Aunt Pinkie Pie knows..." Pumpkin says. "She was... with us when we were..."

Mrs. Cakes eyes widen to the size of diner plates.

"She has had sex with you?"

Both twins nod. They were on the verge of tears.

"Yes, ma'am, both of us..." Pumpkin says quietly. "Oh, Mom, please don't hate her. We love Aunt Pinkie Pie."

"Yeah, Mom. Aunt Pinkie means everything to us. Please don't punish her. Punish us instead." Pound pleads.

Mrs. Cake couldn't believe Pinkie Pie would have sex with both of her children. Her mind was completely blown.

"Alright, Pound, if she really means that much to you, I won't punish her."

Both twins sigh with relief. They were glad they could save their aunt from their mother's wrath.

"As for you two, I don't want you having sex with each other anymore. Incest is a foul thing, and it should not be practiced in the Cake household."

"No, Mom! You can't do that!" Pound yells. "I love her! She is my life!"

Pound was in tears, holding onto his sister's arm out of desperation. Pumpkin was crying, too. She wraps her arms around her brother to keep him from leaving.

"Pound, Pumpkin, stop this right now. It's not right for a brother to have sex with his sister."

"No!" Pound pleads. "I love her!"

"And I love him..." Pumpkin growls through her teeth.

Something inside Mrs. Cake's chest sparked. She came to realize something. What she realized was that this was not just recreational, lustful sex. This was true love.

"Pound... do you really mean that? Do you really love her?"

"More than anything, Mom. I love her with all of my heart." Pound says with pride.

"And Pumpkin-"

"Yes, Mom. If I can't have my brother, I won't have anyone else."

Mrs. Cake bites her lip. She bit down to the point where she could taste blood. The twins flinch when she clears her throat.

"Alright..."

"A-Alright?" Pound asks.

"You two can stay together, but you must keep in mind that I do not approve."

"Are you gonna tell Dad?" Pumpkin asks.

"No, I won't tell your father. If he finds out about your relationship, then you will have to deal with him alone. I will not protect you, and you do not have my blessing. You are old enough, and mature enough, to make your own decisions now."

"Thank you, Mom." Pound says as he hugs her.

"What about Aunt Pinkie?" Pumpkin asks.

"What about Pinkie Pie?"

"C-Can we still... you know..."

"You still want to have sex with Pinkie Pie?" Mrs. Cake finishes for her.

Pumpkin nods.

"Yes, but please just make sure you are quiet. The racket you were making was how I found out in the first place. Well, that and the smell." She says. "I have one more question... How EXACTLY did this start?"

Pound cracks a small smile.

"You started this, Mom, when you spilled the bag of flour on me. I took a shower, like you asked me to, and Pumpkin jumped in to help me wash off..."

"Then, after breakfast, we had sex in his room." Pumpkin finishes. "He was so sweet and gentle, Mom. Did you and Dad ever make love to you gently, or was me more aggressive?"

"I'm not discussing that with you, Pumpkin. Now, go to your rooms. You two are grounded for the afternoon."

"Yes, ma'am..." They say in unison.

Pound and Pumpkin stand up to leave the kitchen.

"Thank you, Mom." Pound says, giving her a crazy grin.

"For what, dear?"

"For letting me keep my sister."

Mrs. Cake almost smiles as she watches her children walk up the stairs, holding hands. Maybe, she would keep her vow. Maybe, she would never approve of her children's love. Pound and Pumpkin didn't care. They had each other. Mrs. Cake grins as soon as they are out of sight."

"You're welcome..."

***THE END***