Instincts of a Mother

“So... long story short, a spell or two went wrong when Dashie and I were snuggling, and... now she’s the size of a foal.” Twilight took a sip of tea from her cup, then placed it back down on the living room coffee table. She was laying on her side on the sofa with Dashie nestled in between her forelegs, fast asleep. After a quick diaper change, Dashie had curled up into a ball, nuzzled Twilight’s leg a couple of times, then had promptly fell asleep. Twilight wasn’t sure how she was able to sleep, especially during this nerve-wracking situation, but she figured that she probably just needed to nap, like all little foals do.

Night Light nodded, sitting on another sofa across the coffee table. Twilight Velvet sat next to him, her side pressed up against his.

“So... you’re taking care of her like a real mother would?” Twilight Velvet asked with a soft smile. Her daughter nodded. “Well, I think that’s great of you. Little Dashie is lucky to have somepony love her like that.” Her gaze drifted down to where Dashie slept away, then to Twilight’s breasts that sat in plain view. “I remember raising you like it was yesterday. Shining always wanted to play with you whenever you took your late morning nap, but I always had to tell him to be patient,” she said with a giggle.

“How long has she been like this?” Night Light asked, his tone neutral.

Twilight thought for a moment. “Just a few days. Celestia has been looking for a cure, and I’m meeting her and Luna for dinner tonight. I think they might have found something, so... that’s nice.” She blushed lightly and glanced down at Dashie. “But if I was being perfectly honest, I...”

“What, dear?” Twilight Velvet asked.

Twilight bit her lip. “I... I kind of like being a mother. Taking care of something so precious makes me feel all... tingly inside.”

Twilight Velvet looked up at her husband who looked down at her. She smiled at him, then nuzzled his neck with a soft smile on her face. When he nuzzled her back, she said, “I know what you mean. Raising a foal is a lot of work, but it’s worth it in the end.” She looked back at Twilight, her smile faltering ever so slightly. “But with your choice in a lover...”

“I know, Mom,” Twilight said, her voice soft and with a hint of regret. “Two mares can’t make a foal, but...” She looked down at Dashie and laid a light kiss on her head. “Rainbow Dash is worth it. She’s everything I could ever dream for in a partner, and, well... I truly do love her.”

“Well, I’m very glad to hear that you’re happy,” Night Light said with a small smile. “You two look really cute together, even when Dashie is just a cute little foal.”

Twilight felt a little bit of relief flow through her. She relaxed and took another sip of her tea. “Thanks, Dad.”

Dashie stirred a little bit, then cracked an eye open. She stretched then licked her lips, wiggling her hips all the while. So wam... Me like this a wot... After a short yawn, she rolled over onto her back and rested her head on the side of Twilight’s leg. She blearily blinked a few times, then smiled when Twilight looked down at her. Dashie felt so content, so happy that her mommy was right there for her. “Wha time is?” she asked.

Twilight glanced at the grandfather clock. “It’s about three-ish. You were out for quite some time, little one!” She leaned down and nuzzled the tip of Dashie’s nose, eliciting a happy hum from her foal. “And in just a little bit, we’re gonna go to see Luna and Celestia to see if they’ve found a way to change you back!”

“Gweat...” Dashie yawned again. The cute pink onesie she was wearing had kept her all nice and warm throughout her nap, and even though she wanted to take another nap in her beautiful and sweet mother’s embrace, her body had other needs attending to.

Twilight heard Dashie’s stomach grumble. “My cute wittle foal hungwy?” she asked in a light sing-song voice. Dashie nodded up at her with a bashful smile on her face. “Alright then! Up we go!” She lit her horn, gently lifted Dashie up, and placed her near her swollen breasts. They had been sore for the past hour or so, but Dashie had looked so sweet and adorable that Twilight didn’t want to wake her up. She glanced up at her parents. “You... you don’t mind if I feed her now, do you? All she can eat or drink is my milk, so I don’t really have any other options.” And this couch is too comfy to get up from...

“Oh, it’s quite fine,” Twilight Velvet said with a wave of her hoof.

“Of course. I’ll be back with some more tea.” Night Light slipped off of the couch, then walked around the coffee table. He kissed Twilight’s forehead, then lovingly tousled her mane. “I’m so glad that we ran into you, Twilight.”

“Yeah, me too.” Twilight felt Dashie start to suck from her as her father walked into the kitchen. “So, Mom... Luna mentioned something about buying bras to help support my breasts. Do you know anything about them? Because I sure don’t.” Twilight giggled, her tone slightly nervous.

Twilight Velvet nodded. “I sure do! Why, do you need some? By the looks of it, I think you do.”

Twilight blushed a little. “Well, my breasts do get a little sore when I walk around sometimes, but only if feel like they’re about to burst. Good thing my little filly here is almost always hungry. Do you know of any good places to buy a couple of bras?”

“Mhm. Tell you what... Let’s let your father watch Dashie for the next couple of hours, and we can go out and find you a couple bras, my treat!”

Twilight looked down at Dashie. “I don’t know... what if she misses me?’

Dashie pulled her lips off of Twilight’s teat. A small line of warm milk slipped from her lips to drip down her cheek. “Twiwight, jus go! I fine here for a wittle while...”

“What about this one?” Twilight Velvet asked, holding up a hot pink bra with little blue rounded stars. “It’s in your size!”

“No thanks, I don’t really care for that design. I want something practical that’s comfortable, looks good, and works good. I’ll be wearing it out in public, too, so I don’t really want anything really flashy.”

“Hm... okay then. What about purple or pink? It’d match your mane colors!” Twilight Velvet held up two bras with her magic.

“What about a lighter purple? I’d like for it to blend into my coat, if they have one.” Twilight Sparkle looked around the small store but didn’t see any bras of the color she wanted.

“Yeah, I don’t really see anything that would match your coat... What about this one?” Twilight Velvet held up a light blue bra that almost nearly matched Dashie’s coat. “They have two of them!”

Twilight held them up with her magic as she looked at them. She ran her hoof inside the cups of the bra. Her eyes widened when she felt just how soft they were. “Okay, I’ll try these on! I think they look cute, and I’m sure Dashie would love to see them in her color.”

“I agree. Now, there’s a dressing room right back there.” Twilight Velvet pointed over her daughter’s shoulder towards the back of the store, just past the cashier. The pegasus behind the counter simply smiled and waved at them.

Twilight waved back, then walked towards her with the bras held in her magical grasp. “I can just walk right in, right?”

“Of course!” the light orange mare said. “Take as long as you need, m’kay?”

“Thanks,” Twilight said with a small smile. She picked the door on the right and stepped inside, then closed the door behind her. She laid one of the bras down on the small chair that sat in the corner, then undid the clasp on the other bra. Watching herself in the mirror, she levitated it down to her breasts, hoping that she wouldn’t leak into the fabric. If she didn’t want these bras for any reason, putting them back on the shelves with breast milk stains in them probably wouldn’t be the best of ideas.

Curious as to how the bra would feel supporting her breasts, she used her magic to lower it near her breasts. Using the mirror, she lifted the bra up and seated her breasts into the soft cups. She wiggled her rear to make sure her breasts were all the way inside the cups, then she lifted the ends up around her lower back and after several moments of difficulty, she was able to hook the two ends together.

Twilight released the bra from her magic and looked over her shoulder. The part of the bra with the clasps sat right where her barrel met her hind legs. She turned to look back in the mirror and blushed as her breasts swayed with her hips. The bra held her swollen orbs snugly, though it wasn’t tight at all. Nearly all of the pressure and strain was gone, replaced by a soft, cool comfort.

Twilight thought she looked adorable.

Deciding to keep it on, Twilight grabbed the other bra, made sure it was the same size as the one she was wearing, and stepped back out into the store. She closed the door behind her and looked up to find her mother waiting a few paces away.

“So? How’s it feel? Wonderful, right?” Twilight Velvet blushed as she looked down at Twilight’s bra. “I remember the first time I felt the wonders of buying a bra for nursing. If you didn’t know, those cups can also stretch a little bit to accommodate the size difference in between feedings. It’s not a huge change, but it helps out a lot.”

“Yeah, okay... It feels different wearing something like this, but not in a bad way.” Twilight swished her hips from side to side, letting her breasts swing from her motions. “It holds my breasts really well. Do you think I’ll only need two bras?”

Twilight Velvet thought for a few moments, rubbing her chin with a hoof. “Well... if you think you’re going to be a mother for the next few days, then two will be more than enough.” She ignored the look of utter confusion from the cashier. “But if you’re gonna be a mother for longer than that, well... you know where to come!” She used her magic to grab the bra that her daughter held in her magical grasp then placed it on the counter. “I’d like to buy this one plus the one she’s wearing, please! They’re both the same, so just ring up this one twice.” Twilight Velvet smiled as she pushed the bra on the counter towards the cashier.

“Alrighty then!” The cashier looked at the price tag, did a little bit of quick math in her head, then said, “That’ll be twenty four bits!”

“Okay...” Twilight Velvet pulled out her purse and counted out what she owed, using her magic to pull one bit out at a time. “Twenty-three, aaaand twenty-four!”

“Perfect! Would you like this other one bagged, ma’am?” the cashier asked.

Twilight Velvet looked at her daughter, silently asking what she wanted.

“Yes, I’d like a bag for the second one, please,” Twilight Sparkle said.

“Okay!” The mare placed the second bra inside a small pink bag, then laid it on the counter for them. “Have a nice day!”

“Thanks, you too!” Twilight Velvet replied with a cheery smile. She grabbed the bag and let her daughter grab it with her magic. “Shall we go back to the house and see what Dashie and your father are up to?”

It took them just over ten minutes to make their way back through the streets of Canterlot. They walked up the steps to the house, and with a quick spell, Twilight pushed the door open. All of the strain from her breasts was gone by now, and even though they were swollen and in need of being drained, they didn’t feel sore in the slightest. “Hello?” she asked, hoping that either one of them would answer so that she could pinpoint where they were in the house.

Nothing but silence met her ears.

She closed the door behind her, then cocked her ear towards the living room. She heard something, but she couldn’t figure out what it was. Placing her bag down by the front door, she trotted into the living room to find both Dashie and her father fast asleep. Night Light was laying on his back on the left sofa, gently holding Dashie as she slept curled up on his chest with his big forelegs.

“Awww...” Twilight Velvet cooed. “They just look so adorable!” As she stepped closer to her husband, she whispered, “Do you remember how he used to do this with you and Shining? Your big brother was always so jealous of you when you got to sleep with your father like this, but by then, he was too big for doing this.”

She paused, now standing beside Night Light. “Wake up, dear, we’re back...” she murmured. Twilight Velvet nuzzled her husband’s cheek until he woke up, then she placed a quick kiss on his cheek as he opened his eyes.

“Oh... hey, you’re back.” Night Light yawned, then gently shook Dashie awake. “Come on, little one, time to get up... your mommy’s back!”

Dashie groaned. Everything felt just right, and she was still exhausted from playing with Night Light. “Wive moar minutes...”

Twilight giggled, then used her magic to levitate Dashie off of Night Light’s chest. He mouthed a quick thank you at her, then slid out from under Dashie. Twilight then set her back down right where her father had just been laying so that her filly could stay all nice and warm.

“How long were you two out for?” Night Light asked as he lay down on the other couch.

“About a couple of hours. We had to go to more than one store because the first one didn’t have anything good. So because of that, we went to that nice one all the way across town, and they had exactly what she needed.” Twilight Velvet said as she lay down on the opposite side of the couch her husband was on.

Mimicking her parents, Twilight settled down around her filly and covered Dashie with a wing.

Dashie hummed in content and snuggled closer to Twilight. She didn’t even have to open her eyes to know it was her. She would know her mother’s sweet and comforting scent anywhere, and besides, Twilight was the only pony to have wings in the house, so that was obviously a dead giveaway. I wuv you, mommy... Dashie buried her muzzle into Twilight’s side, pressing it between her belly and the couch. Both were wonderfully soft, and Dashie wanted nothing more than to fall asleep again, just like this.

She had had so much fun playing tag with Night Light. Once she was tired from running all over the place, they had played hide and seek, but only on the first floor. Night Light had told her that he didn’t want her trying to climb up and down the stairs. Dashie felt like she could sleep for ages, and she had every intention to do so, but a tiny part of her mind reminded her that she and Twilight had to go see Princess Celestia to find out if she had found a cure for her present situation.

Even though she wouldn’t readily admit it, Dashie loved being Twilight’s foal.

Part of her wished things could stay like this forever.