How to Fake Your Pregnancy (without really trying)

After a few minutes, Cadance walked out, showing Shining the tester. He looked at the symbol, expecting a negative result. It was a plus sign.

"A plus sign? Positive!? Cadance!?" He looked at her. She smiled back at him. "You're pregnant!?" She nodded enthusiastically in response. He all but tackled her with his excited hug. "You're pregnant! This is great! You're going to have a foal! We're going to have a foal!"

"I'll make an appointment with my doctor tomorrow," Cadance said. Although in truth, the appointment had already been made.

The next day, Cadance walked to Dr. Dova's Crystal Empire office location. She didn't have any more of her prescribed pills to take. And after a cold bath that morning, she was feeling the sweet relief from the constant need of her insatiable heat.

Expected as she was, Dr. Dova waited just inside the door.

"Princess Cadenza," he greeted.

"Doctor," she replied. He opened the door for her, taking a polite bow, and held it open for her as she walked inside. "How many times must I ask you to call me Cadance?"

"At least one more time, Your Highness." He bowed lower. The outside facade of the office looked much the same as the surrounding crystalline buildings. But the interior was nearly identical to the Canterlot location. He trotted in behind her.

"So, how have you been since we last spoke?" he asked, offering her a seat in the exam room. Cadance blushed, taking a seat in the chair.

"Busy," she said with heavy innuendo.

"That was to be expected," he said, grabbing his clipboard and pen, making a note. "Did you take all of the medication? One each day?" he asked.

"Yes."

"And you didn't take one this morning?"

"No. I took the last one yesterday morning," she said.

"Good. Good," he said, writing a bit more. "So, how many times were you... 'busy'?" he asked. Cadance blushed again.

"A lot," she said.

"How many times would you guess? Ten?"

"Oh, no! More like..." Cadance tried to count in her head the number of times that Shining had flooded her fuckbox. "... more like 40~ish," she said. Dova lowered his glasses at her.

"In one week!?" he asked. She nodded. "Are you okay? He didn't hurt- uh, I mean, you didn't get hurt I hope?"

"No, I'm fine. Shining on the other hoof..." she smirked a little. He was probably still in bed with a fresh pack of frozen peas on his loins, "he's still recovering."

"I'm sure he'll be fine," he said without concern for the stallion, writing down the number. "Did you take the pregnancy test?"

"Yes. He was very excited," she said.

"So you've decided to keep the secret to yourself?"

"Yes. At least for now," she said. "He doesn't need to know unless he needs to know. I'm sure he doesn't mind with how often we've been getting busy," she said. Dr. Dova stopped writing for a moment.

"Um, have you been 'busy' this morning?" he asked.

Cadance shook her head, "No."

"And have you bathed since the last time you were?" he asked.

"Yes, of course."

"Okay. I don't want to find any surprises during the exam," he said, with a tone mixed of levity and seriousness. He wrote down a few more notes. "It looks like we're ready to begin. He put his clipboard down on the counter and washed his hooves before pulling on a pair of long hoof gloves. "If you could please climb up onto the exam table?"

Cadance stood from her seat, sliding up onto the exam table, putting her legs into each stirrup. A week ago, she had only the slightest bit of dampness within her folds during his initial examination. He hadn't even touched her yet and she was visibly moist, wetting the paper on the table beneath her. Her vulva was puffy and engorged. Her clit likewise swollen, winking, exposed from its hood. Yes, she had stopped taking the medication, but she was clearly still experiencing the effects.

Dr. Dova pulled his stool over to the edge of the exam table, trying to not obviously stare at her divine marehood on full, beautiful display before him. Sitting closer now, her strong scent hit his nostrils. A week ago, he was able to ignore it. But unlike a week ago, it was the strong musk of a mare in heat. A mare's heat had obvious, and well-know effects on the mare. But it had another, very real effect on the stallions around the mare, one that ponies didn't like to talk about...

Dr. Dova's senses were flooded with her arousal. He felt a stirring in his loins, heralding his coming erection. He could feel his higher-functioning parts of his brain shutting down and his animal brain-stem took over, urging him to just move his face a but few inches closer. To stick out his tongue and taste her beautiful pussy. To pin her down on the table, and rut her senseless, sating her urgent need, dousing the flames of her heat with his potent seed, deep inside her, making her his mare. All he needed to do was reach out and...

"Oops. I forgot my mask," he said. He turned around quickly toward his cabinet. His shaking hooves tore through the drawer, grabbing a surgical mask and a smelling salt. He broke the salt into the mask, and strapped it to his face. The painfully strong ammonia smell of the salts burned his nose with blinding ferocity, making his eyes water. It overwhelmed all other sensations, stopping his erection cold in its tracks before it even began. Firmly back in control of his emotions, he filled a small bowl with warm water turned back around to face her, taking a quick breath.

"Okay, we're ready to begin," he said. On the tray beside the exam table there were several tools where he then placed the bowl of warm water. Just as last time, he placed the speculum in the warm water, giving it a moment to lose its chill. "Okay, you know what's coming next," he warned. Cadance nodded in acknowledgement. He gently parted her folds with one hoof and with the other, slid the speculum into her entrance, moving its entire length inside her in a single, smooth, motion.

"...aannd a pressure," he said, spreading it open inside her. Her warm confines felt a quick rush of the room's cool air getting sucked into her. Dr. Dova bent over in his seat, looking inside, with the light on his head band. He inspected everything as with a normal exam. And, just like a week prior, everything appeared healthy. The key difference, however, was her cervix. Before, it had appeared as it normally should, a tiny, tightly-closed sphincter. Now, after her week of specialized hormones, it was a small, but open, hole. He sat up in his chair, reaching for another tool. It was a smooth, narrow rod, about two feet long, no thicker than a pencil, with measured markings and a sliding ring on it.

"This is a sounding rod," he explained. "I'm going to put it into your cervix to precisely measure the depth of your uterus. Do you understand?"

"Mhmm." Cadance nodded. The doctor leaned in again, applied a bit of lubrication, and put the rod inside her vagina. The spreader gave him plenty of room to maneuver the rod to the back, at her cervical entrance. It butted against it, the small hole was still a bit snug. He applied a bit of pressure. Cadance felt butterflies in her stomach at the strange sensation. He gave the smooth rod a little twist, getting the lubrication spread, and worked it inside at last. The ring on the rod stayed at the cervix entrance, moving down the rod, measuring progress. Cadance could feel the foreign object moving deeper into her than any stallion or toy ever had.

"Let me know when you feel a discomfort. I will likely feel like cramping." He pushed the rod deeper, very slowly until he bumped against something.

"Ooohh!" Cadance moaned, lurching a little. He had reached the deepest part of her womb. He backed the rod off.

"Easy now," he comforted, "this part is over." He slipped the rod out of her cervix and her vagina, looking at how far down the rod the ring had been pushed. "Almost twenty three centimeters!"

"Is that... good?" she asked.

"It's the third largest on record," he said.

"Who were the first and second?" she asked. He was about to open his mouth to answer when she cut him off, "Actually, never mind. I can guess."

"It's good," he said. "It means that you'll be able to comfortably receive the IUD. And start with a larger one, which means that we'll have to change it less often throughout you 'pregnancy'."

"Why did you say 'comfortably' like that?" she asked. The doctor released the latch holding the spreader open, letting her stretched vagina relax as it closed. He slipped it out of her and set it aside.

"Well, the average uterus is around twenty centimeters. The first-stage Intra-Uterine Device is only fifteen centimeters to allow for a small womb. But you have plenty of room to start with the second, twenty centimeter sized. Which saves you a visit here." He opened a drawer and retrieved the IUD. It looked like a thick, deflated balloon with a tiny, flange valve at the bottom, and a tube inside the balloon from the valve base, holding the balloon in a long, narrow shape. "And believe me, you are going to want to minimize the number of times we have to do this." He held the IUD in one hoof, applying lubrication to it with the other hoof, as well as to entire the length of his glove.

"Princess Cadenza, it pains me to say this, but I am now going to cause you a great deal of discomfort," he said with a truly repentant expression. "Are you ready?" he asked one last time. Cadance only nodded. Dr. Dova spread her lips with his free hoof, placing his other, well-lubricated hoof at her entrance, holding the IUD. "Deep breath," he advised. Cadance took a deep breath. He began to gently push in his hoof, spreading her lips wider, entreating passage inside. Cadance chewed on her lip, feeling herself stretching further as the tip of his hoof began to work its way inside. He made small, rotating motions with his hoof, aiding its progress. His hoof was halfway in. Cadance started to take short, gasping breaths, akin to Lamaze. His hoof was thicker than any cock or toy she had ever taken into her before. He kept going. Cadance clenched her eyes, while trying to keep her lower half relaxed. She couldn't bear to watch. But she could sure feel it. It was all she could feel.

"Nearly there," he said. Indeed, Cadance was nearly there as well. Nearly to her breaking point. Her breathing became more panicked.

"Ah. Ah! AHHH!" Cadance cried out as he gave one last push.

"It's in!" he said. True to his word, Cadance did feel uncomfortable. Her pussy was stretched completely taught around his wrist. But she was glad this it was over soon.

"Is that it?" she breathed. "It's in? We're done?" she asked, looking forward to have her pussy free of his hoof.

"No, I'm afraid not," he said, keeping his hoof firmly inside her. "I meant that just my hoof is in. I still need to get the IUD to the back of your vagina and feed it into your cervix."

"Oh."

"Yes, it's going to be a few more moments, Princess. I'll try to make it as painless as possible so this can be over with." His tone was even, and professional, without even the slightest bit of eroticism. It was strange, hearing it from a stallion between her spread legs up to his wrist inside her pussy. "Okay. Here we go..." Cadance felt the pressure inside her vagina advancing again. She gripped at the sides of the exam table with her hooves. It was all she could do, helpless to close her legs held in the stirrups. He pushed harder, working his hoof deeper inside her. Cadance could see the bulge he was making in her abdomen, traveling up her belly along her vaginal tract toward the entrance to her womb.

"Ngh. Ngh! NGH!" Cadance muffled her whimper as he stretched her to her limit.

"Hang in there a bit longer. We're nearly there," he said, trying to encourage her. Cadance felt him fill her completely, the tip of the IUD bumping against her cervix as his elbow finally came to a rest, just outside of her marehood. "Alright, I'm going to feed the IUD into your uterus," he said. He pushed the tip of it toward her entrance, moving his hoof a bit to try to maneuver it. Cadance felt the muscles of his upper arm pressing and flexing against her clit. The pain of her stretch was overcome by the warm wash of inadvertent pleasure. He finally found his mark, feeling around inside her, feeding the tip into her cervix.

"Ooh!" Cadance moaned, mostly in discomfort. He worked more of it inside. It was a bit thicker than the sounding rod had been. "Ooh! Ow!" she complained.

"Almost done. I just need to fit the valve plug," he said. He pushed the last part. It was a flange-shaped tip, to prevent it from falling out of her womb while she used it. The trick was getting it in first. He tried getting it in.

"Ow! OW! It hurts!" she cried.

"Okay. It's going to be like a pulling off a bandage. Real quick. It'll only hurt for a second. Get ready. I'm going to count to five," he said. Ne nodded. "One, two-" With a quick jab, he snapped it inside.

"OW!"

"Sorry. I lied." He had lied about the count, however, he was right about the pain. The entrance of her cervix closed tightly around the valve, holding it in place. But after a brief moment, it stopped hurting. "All done," he said, still elbow-deep in her pussy, brushing against her clit. Now that the pain had subsided, her pleasure began to bleed through. He began to withdraw his hoof. She could feel the shape and texture of it moving through her. Cadance tried to keep her demeanor calm. But the lingering effects of the medication had left her with a heightened sensitivity as well. The wide part of his hoof moved out past her g-spot.

"Ngh. Ngh. MFFF!" Cadance bit her lip, stifling her moan as she climaxed. Dr. Dova froze his movement as he felt her pussy muscles tremble and ripple around his hoof inside her, gripping him. The wetness of her maregasm squirted out and ran down his glove, dripping off of his elbow onto the tile floor. Cadance blushed in deep embarrassment. "I'm sorry."

"No! Please! It is I who should be apologizing!" Dr. Dova pleaded. "That was not, at all, my intention! I'm not your spouse. It is not my place to... do that to you. I'm sorry," he said. Cadance was unsure what to make of it.

"I've never heard a stallion apologize for giving me an orgasm before."

"I only hope that it can assuage the feeling of discomfort."

"It did." Cadance admitted. "I'm okay now." He continued to withdraw the last part of his hoof from her. Her pussy lips stretched tight around the wide part of his hoof. He pulled it free at last with a wet 'plop', the rest of her marecum ran freely from her gaping pussy. He peeled the gloves from his hooves, soaked in her juices. He discarded them and washed his hooves, giving her stretched pussy some time to recover. He put on an new pair of gloves, opening a drawer and getting out a small hose. One end was a common hose connector. The other end had a different connector that she didn't immediately recognize. In the middle was a valve.

"Okay. Let me show you how this works. First, you take this end, and insert it into your vagina. Guide it to the connector in your cervix." He took the small IUD that they hadn't used, and connected the hose to it with the new connector. "Then just connect the other end anywhere you have water. A common tap, a sink, most prefer the shower." He connected the common to the sink faucet. "Then just open the valve and fill." He opened the valve on the hose, and turned on the faucet. The balloon of the IUD slowly inflated. "Once it's full, close the valve and disconnect." He closed the valve. On the side of the hose valve was a button that released the hose from the IUD.

"Could I use air?" she asked.

"You could. But it's not going to change your center of gravity," he said. "You won't have that swaying waddle that pregnant mares have when they walk. And it will look pretty suspicious when you look eight months pregnant, bounding effortlessly up stairs."

"Oh. Right."

"Are you ready? I'll do it for you the first time so you can get used to how it's going to feel when you do it." She levitated the hose from him, examining it for a moment. She slid the tip into her vagina with her magic, followed by the length of hose. She guided it to the back, fumbling around for a bit until it met the flange. She pressed it into it, snapping it into place. "Did it snap in?" he asked. She nodded. "Okay. Take this." He placed the valve control in her hooves. "I'm going to turn on the faucet. You control the flow until you feel full, like you can't take anymore."

"Okay." He turned on the faucet. Cadance opened the valve in the hose just a tiny bit. She could feel the balloon inside her shift a little as the fluid ran into it. It filled the void, pressing flush against her uterus walls. She turned the valve off. "It's full."

"Does it feel uncomfortable?"

"No. It just feels full. So I stopped," she said. He looked at her for a moment, tapping his hooves together, thinking of how to say this.

"Your Highness, to have a foal, this is going to be a test of your resolve. You're going to need to stretch your uterus to simulate the stretching that you would experience with pregnancy. And unfortunately, no discomfort means no stretching." He gave a directed look at the valve. Cadance gulped and opened the valve just a tiny bit again. She could feel it inside her, pressing against the walls. The pressure built until it was nearly unbearable. Cadance turned the water of again.

"Okay! It's really uncomfortable now," she said, sweat forming on her brow.

"How would you describe it?" he asked.

"It feels like really bad cramping. Like constipation," she groaned. He made a quick note on his clipboard.

"Okay. That's what we're going for. Go ahead and disconnect it." She pressed the button on the valve. The connector inside her released and she pulled the tube out. He removed the other end from the sink and coiled it up. "Okay. This is yours to take home. Use it as often as you can, to maintain your progress. Remember; no discomfort means no stretching." He waved her out of the stirrups. Cadance lifted her legs out, finding that she lacked some of her core strength. She almost couldn't sit up and nearly had to roll off of the exam table. He put the hose in a bag for her and filled a prescription for her.

"Take these," he instructed, giving her an orange bottle of pills. "One per day for the entire duration."

"What are they?"

"It's a different course of hormones. It won't make you go into heat. But it will simulate all of the other effects of pregnancy. Your uterus will become more pliable, so that will help. But it also means that your teats will develop and fill with milk. And it usually is accompanied by food cravings, mood swings and-"

"Morning sickness?"

"Yes. That too, unfortunately. It's the full-package pregnancy. Everything but the foal." He put away his tools and walked her out of his clinic. "And no labor and delivery. So there's that."

"Well that's a plus," Cadance said, rubbing her belly. It hadn't visibly changed. But she could palpate the firmness of her filled, turgid womb inside. The new addition.