Chapters How to Fake Your Pregnancy (without really trying)
The Appointment (Cloptional)
Author's Note
FAIR WARNING: Dr. Twilight Sparkle intimately checks Shining's sperm count.skip this chapter .
The Appointment (Cloptional)
That afternoon, after train ride south, Shining Armor sat nervously in the Canterlot Clinic waiting room. He had made a general appointment, without specifying what it was he was being seen for that evening. Being a prince now, he had to be wary of the rumor mill concerning juicy gossip about celebrities. And the prince being tested for infertility was about as scandalous as it got, short of having an affair.
"Mr. Armor?" the receptionist nurse asked into the room. He stood up and walked over to her. "This way." He followed her down the hallway to the examination room, directing him inside. "Please have a seat on the table. The attending nurse will be along shortly, along with the doctor," she said before closing the door and returning to her position at the front desk.
It was late in the evening. But he insisted on scheduling the appointment that day, as soon as possible. Like removing a bandage, he wanted this to be over with as soon as possible. A quick knock at the door before it opened and the nurse stepped inside, her bangs hid her eyes, looking down and reading her clipboard.
"Good evening. So what brings you in this evening Mister..." She adjusted her glasses as her eyes ran over the form, seeking the patient's name. "Armor!?" Her head snapped up. "Shining!?"
"Twilight! ? What are you doing here?" He asked.
"I got bored in my Crystal Tree Castle, so I decided to go out for my doctorate degree. I'm doing my requisite clinic hours," she explained, showing him her badge on her white lab coat. "Why are you here?" she asked. He blushed, running his hoof through his mane.
"It's- um, medical," he said. Twilight blinked at him.
"Wow. How do you not already have your doctorate?" she asked with sarcasm thick enough to sink into a pool of mercury.
"It- it's personal. It's... embarrassing," he said. Twilight rolled her eyes. It was not the first time she'd heard this from a patient.
"Okay. Alright. What did you get stuck in your butt?" she asked.
"What!?"
"Did you get something lodged in your rectum that you can't get out?"
"What!? NO!" he shouted.
"Okay, okay. I just figured I'd go with the common reason first," she said.
"Common!? How often does somepony come in here with THAT problem?" he asked in disbelief. Twilight's eyes just sort of drifted off, staring off into nothing, a thousand yards away. Her memory flashed back every time she'd had to go 'spelunking' for some hapless pony that had gotten too ambitious with their back-door behavior. Every sphincter, seared into her memory.
the horror... the horror
Twilight shook her head after a long, silent moment, returning to the present moment.
"That's confidential," she said at last. "As is anything you tell me inside this room, unless you are planning to harm yourself or another, then I am required by Equestrian law to intervene. Are you planning on harming yourself or another?"
"No."
"Okay. Then you can tell doctor and I anything and we are beholden by law to keep that information in this room." She nudged him with her elbow. "Don't worry, your secret is safe with me," she teased. It did not improve his mood.
"You would be on the list of ponies that I don't want to have find out about this," he said. "Can't I just talk to the doctor?"
"Shining, the doctor is very busy. You need to tell me what the problem is so we're not wasting his time. He's not going to bother if you just have a sliver that I could just as easily remove. That's why I'm here, the entire purpose of this job." She looked at the clock, approaching the end of the hour. "Look, you're my last patient of the day and then I can log my hours and leave. I want my doctorate, Shining! Don't screw this up for me!" She gave him that glare that told him she was serious. "I've seen countless thing lodged in rectums, every sexually transmitted infection you can think of, thrush and ass-rot. There is nothing that you can tell me, nothing left at all, that is going to shock me."
"Thrush?"
"It's a yeast infection... in your mouth," she explained.
"Ugh!" He recoiled. "I don't even want to know what ass-rot is!"
"Imagine somepony going through their entire life without ever having been taught how to properly wipe."
"I- I don't want to imagine that."
"So what is it that is so embarrassing that you don't want to tell me?" she asked. His eyes darted back and forth for a moment. He took a deep breath and steeled himself to answer.
"I- we, Cadance and I have been trying to have a foal. It's been difficult. And I came in to see if it's because of me," he admitted. Twilight's demeanor returned to, and remained, professional. She held a pen to the forms on the clip board, jotting some notes.
"Are you having erectile difficulties?" she asked, keeping her tone perfectly neutral. She asked the question as plainly to her brother as though she were asking what flavor of ice cream he preferred. She took his shocked silence for confusion. She looked up at him, elaborating, "Are you having erectile difficulties?" she repeated, "Are you able to achieve an erection?" she asked.
"No! I mean, yes! I mean, IT works, I can... achieve erection," he half mumbled. Twilight doubted very much that he could, with whatever blood he had left, that wasn't rushing to his red cheeks.
"Are you able to achieve vaginal penetration?" she asked.
"I- we uh, I uh, I-"
"Yes or no will do," she said, trying to help.
"Yes," he said quickly.
"Are you able to achieve orgasm?"
"Y- Yes," he said. Twilight jotted a few more notes.
"Are you able to bring your partner to orgasm?" she asked.
"What? What does that even have to do with-" Twilight cut him off.
"Studies have consistently shown uterine contractions during orgasm may help propel sperm into the cervix. And the flood of oxytocin during orgasm definitely makes her more relaxed. And that means you've already cleared the biggest baby-making blocker: stress. A mare that orgasms during intercourse is approximately thirty five percent more likely to conceive."
"Oh."
"So, are you able to bring your partner to orgasm during intercourse?" she asked again.
"Yes," he answered. He couldn't help but smile a little, proud of the fact.
"How many times per session?" she asked. He gave her a bit of a sideways look. "I'm just asking the standard questions to narrow down the root cause of the problem. How many times per session?"
"Uh..."
"On average."
"Five or six? I guess," he said, somewhat unsure. It could have been more. He lost track sometimes. Twilight arched an eyebrow slightly.
"Lucky gal..." she penned a few more notes. Shining's grin widened. Twilight flipped over the page to another section, filling it out. She opened a drawer of the cabinet and retrieved a large liter cup with measurement lines on the side. "Well then, all that's left is a sample for the lab, and we can get a count for you." He blinked at her. She passed the cup to him. He took it, looked at it and looked back at her, unable to fully register what she was implying. "A sperm count?" she said, pointing at the cup. His mouth hung slightly ajar. "From a sperm sample. From you."
"Uh..."
"I know you're familiar with the mechanics of it. I used to wash your sheets, you know. Now hurry up," she said, taking a seat in a chair in the far corner of the room. She took out a crossword puzzle to busy herself with while she waited for him to 'produce'.
"Uh, Twilie, do you have to sit in here for this?" She looked up from her puzzle.
"Oh, don't worry about me. I deal with this stuff all the time. It's nothing I haven't seen before. We used to take baths together, remember?"
"That's not what I mean. I uh, you being here is- it's a little 'distracting'."
"Oh, did you need something to stimulate yourself? I think we have some Playcolt magazines in here somewhere." She looked through the bottom shelf of the cabinet for some 'inspirational material' as they called it around the office. In the small space, she couldn't help but to have her backside directed at him. She rifled through the cabinet for a few moments. "Well, we don't have any magazines or mare extract," she said. "You can look at mine I suppose." She hiked up her lab coat and flagged her tail, flashing him a view of her marehood and wafting her scent toward him with her tail. He crossed his hooves in front of his eyes.
"Twilie! No! You're my sister!" he said.
"Not right now, I'm not! I'm Head-Nurse-soon-to-be-Doctor Sparkle. And you are my patient. And that's it," she said with authority. She leaned on the counter and returned to working on her crossword puzzle. All the while, presenting herself to her ~~brother~~ patient. "Now you can look and smell all you want. I'm not going to judge you. But when I finish this puzzle and turn around, there had better be a sample in that cup." She glanced backwards. He was still just sitting there, trying to look anywhere but at her displayed privates. "I would hurry if I were you. You know how good I am at crosswords." She went back to her puzzle, filling in the squares with her pen. That's right. She didn't use at pencil. She used a pen when doing crosswords. Yeah . She was that good.
"Twi-"
"It's Nurse Sparkle to you. And I don't hear any clopping back there..." she said sternly, flicking her tail again. In the small room, he couldn't help but smell her scent. He had smelled it before, living in the same house as her. But it was always diffuse. Here, and now, it was directed. She was purposely having him smell her scent. And it was eliciting an involuntary biological response that he was not particularly proud of at the moment. He chewed his lip, wrestling with the conflicting spectrum of emotions he was feeling; from arousal, to the disgust thereof. The prior becoming physically evident. In the reflection of the metal cabinet door, Twilight caught a glimpse of his emerging shaft. "Ah, there we go. Now just run your hoof up and down along its-"
"I know how to do it!" Shining huffed. Twilight smirked to herself and returned to the puzzle, trying to politely not watch, despite the show she was freely giving him. Shining sighed and resigned to the weirdness of the situation. 'Fuck it ,' he mentally gave it, putting his hoof on his shaft, growing to full mast as he began clopping away. He looked up at Twilight's winking marehood. 'Just don't think of her as your sister. It's just some random hot nurse... ' he thought. Twilight briefly glanced up into the metal reflection again, getting an eye for his length and thickness.
'Lucky gal indeed ,' she thought to herself, envious that Cadance got to be on the receiving end of that beast. She tried to push the thought from her mind. She tried to focus on her puzzle. 'A ten letter adjective for inter-familial sexual activity .' She glanced up at her brother in the reflection again, his nostrils flared as he stroked his shaft while he stared at her wet, winking pussy. "I'm almost finished. You had better be, too." She looked back down and filled in the last space in the crossword. Incestuous She put her pen down, loudly. "Time's up."
"Uh! I- I uh!" Shining stammered. Twilight watched his eyes follow her pussy as she slowly turned back to face him.
"Do you need... help?" she asked, pulling on a couple latex hoof-gloves. Before he even had time to answer, her gloved hooves were on his shaft, stroking him smoothly with the lubrication his pre-cum was providing.
"Twi!"
Nurse," she corrected him. He winced and struggled to speak.
"Nurse!"
"Yes?"
"Stop! I- It- I- That-"
"I told you, don't think of me like that," she said.
"It- it's not that-" he stammered. She paused. He gasped for breath and pushed her hooves away. "I, I haven't had to 'take care' of myself for a long time. Especially now that we've started trying to have a foal. We... try every chance I get. And..."
"And what?"
"And I've... IT has gotten a little spoiled. Hooves just don't do it for me anymore," he said. She gave him a stern look.
"I am not putting that in my mouth," she said. Shining gasped, apologizing.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to suggest-"
"Saliva is very bad for a sperm, it kills them, throwing off the count," she explained. She turned around, locked the door, and knelt on the chair, placing the cup on the seat beneath her, between her legs. She looked back at him, and lifted her tail. "Just make sure you get it in the cup," she said, grabbing a hold on the back of the chair. Shining sat there, aghast at her suggestion.
"Twil- er, Nurse Sparkle, I shouldn't- WE shouldn't!"
"It's a standard procedure," she said. He looked at his sister, kneeling backwards on the chair inviting him to fuck her. More and more he was seriously doubting that the statement was true.
"Uhh-" he hesitated. Twilight was growing impatient with her patient. She levitated her clipboard over to her.
"Are you able to achieve vaginal penetration?" she repeated the question from earlier. "I guess I better change that to a 'NO'," she said, mocking him. He narrowed his eyes at her. "Let me just get my big, red, permanent marker and write that in in your medical file. 'EN, OH ', 'Unable to perform'," she said out load. "Hmm, I wonder what else you lied about... I bet the ability to bring a mare to orgasm is another EN, OHhhhhhOOOOHHHHH!"
Twilight moaned out as he mounted her, bringing his tip to bear against her wet entrance. Another aggressive advance of his hips and he pushed the tip of himself inside of her. It was just a couple of inches at first, but he re-positioned his legs and pulled back on her hips with his hooves, driving more of his length into her. Twilight moaned again as his medial ring slipped inside of her, stretching her wider. He backed off a little, letting more of her wetness lubricate his thick, veiny shaft. He pushed back in the rest of the way, his wide tip butting against her cervix deep inside as his balls slapped against her clitoris, sending tingles up her spine. With his engine's piston well-oiled, he hesitated no longer, jack-hammering away on her. He leaned down and nibbled her ear.
"You were saying?" he hissed as he continued to relentlessly fuck her. She smirked. She knew her brother better than anypony. She knew exactly what to say to get him to do what she want. Years ago, when she wanted cookies, and now, wanting entirely different 'cookies'.
It took all she had just to keep herself from being fucked right out of the desk chair. He was really enjoying it now. Her tightness was a refreshing change. Not to say that Cadance wasn't. But a being married to Shining and trying so often to have a foal had caused her to... adjust to his size. Clearly Twilight did not have such regular action from something of his size. Her snug box was positively heavenly, gripping the veiny ridges of his shaft as he slid in and out of her. Even kneeling on the chair, he was a good deal taller than her, fuck downwards into her, against the g-spot of her vaginal front wall. She could feel her climax building with each thrust. "Ability to achieve erection?" he asked her.
"Yes!"
"Ability to penetrate?" he asked, punctuating the sentence with a particularly hard thrust.
"Yes!" she answered again, even more enthusiastically. He quickened his pace, sensing her impending peak approaching.
"Ability to bring mare to orgasm!?" he asked, sending his hips into a blur, pulling her tail with a free hoof. Twilight felt the knot that had been building in her tummy snap free. Her vaginal walls pulsed and gripped his cock, even as he continued to thrust. Her fresh rush of wetness spurted out of her vagina around his thick cock as she came, hard.
"YEEESSS!!!" She cried out, thankful for the sound-proof ward on the walls and door of the room. Shining grit his teeth and tried to keep going through her orgasm, but her tightness and the dirtiness of the taboo was just too much. He could feel his balls tightening as the pressure at the base of his shaft built. Twilight could feel him swelling thicker inside of her as his humping grew more and more frantic. He was so used to trying to have a foal with Cadance, his body moved on auto-pilot, forgetting about who the mare was under him. She tried to catch her breath to call out to him. She felt the tip of his dick flare wide inside her as he slammed it home, pressing it squarely against her cervix, deep inside her pussy.
"Ngh, NO! In the cup!" she cried. But it was too late. She felt the first throb of his cock, the first bout of cum rocketing up his shaft, bursting inside her with white-hot seed. The sudden feeling of fullness from his tip flaring sent her reeling into a second orgasm. Her 'uterine contractions during orgasm helping to propel sperm into the cervix'. It was a confusing rush of endorphins and adrenaline. The second rope of cum felt even bigger as he pumped more cum into her pussy. "SHINING! NOT INSIDE!"
"OH Shit!" he realized, snapping back to reality, trying to pull out. But the combination of his wide flare and her tightness amidst her own orgasm made it difficult. He pulled away as hard as he could without hurting her, pulling free with a wet 'plop'. The third and subsequent ropes of cum he aimed into the cup between her calves, filling it about a quarter of the way by the time his cock was done pulsing.
"I'm so sorry!" Shining apologized, "I, I got carried away!" Twilight didn't say anything at first, holding onto the chair as she squatted over the cup. She tensed her muscles and performed several kegles, pushing out most of his cum and a few, white gushes, filling the cup nearly two thirds of the way. She took a deep breath and levitated the cup to the counter and quickly cleaned herself, readjusting her lab coat to make herself look decent.
"Twi! I don't know what-" she put a hoof up, silencing him. She took an eye dropper from the drawer and drew up some of the 'sample' and placed it on a slide under the microscope. She leaned over and looked into the eyepiece, counting the number of sperm in the standardized field of view.
Shining waited quietly. His shaft fully retreated back into its sheath. Twilight squinted and after a few minutes she wrote down a number, applying a formula for this sort of count. She gasped and looked in the microscope again, taking a few more minutes, double-checking her count, and redoing her math.
"Better call the Canterlot Archive of Equestrian Records," she said. He looked at her, confused. "Well if my calculations are correct, and I have no reason to doubt that they are , it means you have the highest sperm count ever recorded. Based on my estimate, you have at least three hundred million per milliliter. And they are very active swimmers."
"Oh. Um, are you going to be okay?"
"Don't worry. A nurse always has a Plan B," she said, back in her professional demeanor screwed a lid onto the sample to send to the lab. "Thank you for providing a sample. And of course, everything that happened in this room is strictly confidential. Nopony will even know about it."
"Yeah," he breathed. "Right."
"Have a good evening Mister Armor," she said, opening the door for him, letting him walk out.
"Thank you, uh, Nurse-soon-to-be-Doctor Sparkle."
How to Fake Your Pregnancy (without really trying)
"So, how did your appointment go?" Princess Cadance asked Shining Armor as he returned to their royal suite in Canterlot Castle while they visited. They were able to speak freely now that they were safely in their royal chambers, away from the prying ears of the common ponies.
"It went... fine," he said. "It looks like I actually have a high sperm count, and volume, so..."
"So it's not you. It's me," she said.
"Cadie,"
"No, it's okay. I kind of already figured that you had a high sperm count," she said.
"Really? How?" he asked.
"I have to chew before I swallow," she joked, causing them both to giggle. It was good levity to break the serious tone of the discussion. "I'm going to talk to Auntie Tia tomorrow morning, and then I'll probably make an appointment for myself based on her recommendation."
"Okay. That sounds like a good plan," he agreed. His appointment had been late in the evening. Which made for an even later dinner. By the time they finished eating, both ponies were ready to retire to the bed.
"So," Cadance began, "do you want to... 'try' again tonight? It can't hurt."
"Wow. You really are insatiable," he said, smiling. "I'm such a lucky stallion. But, to be honest, after, er, 'providing a sample' today, I'm feeling a little... shall we say, drained?"
"Ooh, my poor baby," Cadance teased, scooting over to his side of the bed, diving under the covers. "Is my poor little captain all out of ammunition?" she said from beneath the sheets, nuzzling his balls with her nose. Gentle as she was, he was still feeling a little tender. He reached down with his hoof, in a rare display, actually halting her sexual advances.
"Yeah, actually," he groaned.
"Wow. This is a first," she said, genuinely surprised.
"I just need some sleep, and a tall glass of water," he said, sliding out of bed, getting some water to drink. "Don't worry. Well be doing plenty of 'trying' very soon."
"I'm looking forward to it."
"Me too, sweetie."
"Good morning Auntie Luna," Cadance said, greeting the other alicorn on her way to the Cosmic Patio. It was little more than a raised section of cobblestone in the Canterlot Castle courtyard. But it had been, and now continued to be, the meeting place for the royal sisters at shift change.
"Not yet," Princess Luna replied, more curt than she had intended.
"It was a beautiful night, Auntie. I'm so grateful that the advent of electricity in recent centuries has allowed ponied to stay up and enjoy it more now," Cadance said, trying to remain diplomatic.
"As are we," Luna replied. Cadance walked beside her quietly for a bit.
"Um, I'm going to be having tea with Auntie Tia after the sunris- er, moonset. Would you like to join us? I would like it if you did. I'm sure she would, too." Cadance said.
"Thou needn't speak upon our sister's behalf. If thou wishes our attendance, thine desire is enough."
"Okay. Thank you."
"Thou art most welcome, Cadenza." Luna stepped up onto the Cosmic Patio. As if on cue, Princess Celestia lofted down from her private chamber's balcony, landing silently beside her younger sister. Luna took to the air, horn aglow, lowering the moon as she drifted back down to the ground, its pale face slipping below the horizon. As Luna's hooves returned to Terra firma, Celestia's horn glowed in turn, as she took to the air. Gaining altitude, the brilliant sliver of light crested the edge of the sky, growing into an iridescent disk, illuminating all the land, and signalling the beginning of the new day.
"Good morning, sister," Princess Celestia greeted.
"Good morning, sister," Princess Luna replied back. "Our niece hath invited us to attend for morning tea. Doth thou find this agreeable?"
"You don't ever have to ask for permission, Lu," Celestia said, taking Luna's hoof in hers. "You know you are always welcome to join me, day," Celestia leaned in, nuzzling Luna's cheek with her own, "or night."
"Tea time!" Cadance said, thinking it best to not read into that last part too much.
The three alicorns sat around the ornate table in Celestia's breakfast nook. Cadance sipped her tea as Celestia and Luna waited to let theirs steep a bit longer. If it was one thing that immortality taught, it was patience.
"So, Cadance, what brings you back to Canterlot this weekend?" Celestia asked.
"Yes, Cadenza, we are also curious to the nature of thine visit," Luna said, "Prithee, how doth the Crystal Empire fair in thine absence?"
"The Crystal Empire will be okay for a couple of days." Cadance said.
"Thou art too reckless with thine rule!" Luna spat. "Ruling requires constant vigilance! The commoners could stage a coup, and attempt to usurp thine throne for a-" Luna shuddered, "democracy ."
"Luna!" Celestia scolded. "We do NOT use that word around here! I am certain that Cadance is maintaining the subjugation of her Empire well in hoof." Cadance looked back and forth between the two matriarchs.
"I... am," she assured them. "Shining Armor and I will be heading back tomorrow. So don't worry."
"How fairs thine prince?" Luna asked, changing the subject.
"That's actually what I came to talk to you about this morning," Cadance explained. "We've been trying for some time to have a foal, but it has been unsuccessful," she said, motioning to her narrow abdomen, "clearly. And he made an appointment to check his fertility, and they said that he is a healthy, virile stallion. So that must mean that it must be me who is having trouble conceiving. So I was wondering if one of you could recommend a good fertility doctor I could speak to." Celestia and Luna exchanged nervous glances.
"Did thou not tell her!?" Luna asked of her sister.
"Um, it may have slipped my mind at the time."
"What did? At what time?" Cadance asked Celestia.
"Hoo, oh boy. Okay, now, don't be mad, but, um, I may have forgotten to mention that alicorns can't have foals," Celestia said.
"Thou didn't tell her before her ascension!?" Luna barked. Cadance was on the verge of tears.
"I- I can't have foals!? Ever!?"
"I'm sorry Cadance," Celestia said. "That's the price of immortality. We can not breed more immortals. It would not be a sustainable population. You must understand."
"But, but I could have? As a pegasus?" she asked. Celestia nodded. Cadance wanted to be mad. She wanted to punch and kick the pony that took away her ability to bear young. But more than anything, she just wanted a hug from somepony who loved her. A hug that Celesta was more than happy to provide. Cadance wept into her alabaster fur. Luna glared at her elder sister.
"Thou should have informed thine niece before! Should we assume that Princess Twilight is likewise uninformed?" Luna accused.
"...Maybe?" Celestia admitted. Luna threw her hooves into the air.
"In thy absence for just ONE millennium, and this is how events proceed!?" Luna barked. She placed a hoof softly on Cadance's cheek. "We apologize for our sister's behavior. If there is anything at all that thou require, thou need only ask," she said. "Now, if we art excused, we shall retire to thy bedchamber for the remainder of the day." Luna tried her best to make it not look like she was storming off. She tried at least. And then she stormed off.
"Auntie, what am I going to do? Shining and I were both looking forward to having a foal together."
"Well, Cadance, it just so happens that I have a solution for you. Adoption."
"But, for the foal to be my and Shining's heir to the Crystal Empire, it would have to be by birth!"
"Yes, that is the law of the land. And we can't change that without causing serious upheaval," Celestia said.
"I don't understand what you are getting at," Cadance said.
"Cadance, do you want a foal to call your own? Enough to do whatever it takes?"
"I do!" Cadance said. Celestia took out a quill and parchment, writing down a few things for her.
"Cadance, make a visit to Dr. Dova."
"My OB/GYN?"
"Yes, ours, actually. He is the only doctor privy to our royal... privies. He and his apprentice, when he takes one. The nature of his practice as it pertains to our royal posteriors is a closely guarded profession. But he is a pony I trust with the task. I will send word ahead for him to expect you, and I will arrange the means for him to move his practice to the Crystal Empire for as long as you require... his service."
"Auntie, it's me. Please don't be cryptic."
"I'm sorry Cadance. But Luna is right. You, as an alicorn, will never be able to conceive a foal. But if you really want a foal and you choose to adopt, you are going to have to fake your pregnancy."
How to Fake Your Pregnancy (without really trying)
Unlike Shining going to the Canterlot Clinic, Cadance did not have to sit in a waiting room. Princess Celestia had sent a message ahead to inform the doctor to expect Cadance's arrival. She was seen to as soon as she walked in.
"Princess Cadenza!" Dr. Dova greeted, bowing politely, "What a pleasure it is to see you again."
"Doctor, please. How many times must I ask you to just call me Cadance?" Cadance asked, returning with a curtsy.
"At least one more time, Ms. Cadenza," the beige Earth pony said, bowing a bit lower, staying professional as ever.
When Dr. Dova was scouted by the former Royal OB/GYN for an apprenticeship, he'd already had an extremely successful practice in the field of equine feminine medicine. His professional record was immaculate. And there was no higher honor for physicians of his ilk than to be the Royal OB/GYN. (After all, even princesses needed doctors.) But then, most ponies didn't even know that the position existed at all.
The position Royal OB/GYN was known only to the four princesses, and the doctor themselves. It required the physician to have the utmost loyalty and discretion. To know, only unto themselves, the honor to serve their Princesses in the most intimate way, and to tell nopony of it, it was a secret taken to the grave, passed on only to an apprentice, chosen for their loyalty, and professionalism in the field. Taken on, to take up the mantle of the Royal OB/GYN, when his master can no longer fulfill their duties.
For Dr. Dova, that was six years ago. At the time, he had only two clients, Princess Celestia, and Princess Cadance. With the return of Princess Luna, and the coronation of Princess Twilight, his client list had doubled.
Four appointments a year with a generous annual salary and full retirement pension, for the honor, nay the privilege , to serve the four most beautiful, most exquisite marehoods in the world; He wouldn't trade it for the world. Even if it did mean being on-call, 24/7. This was one of those times.
"What brings you in this afternoon, Your Highness?" he asked, escorting her to his exam room.
"Did my aunt not say?" Cadance asked.
"Your Grace, she only sent word to expect your arrival. Beyond that, as to the nature of your visit, she did not say. I believe it was her intention to not speak out of turn on your behalf. But that is only my humble speculation. I do not claim to know her mind," he said, nodding in penance.
"That's okay," Cadance said. "It's just that, Shining and I have been trying to have a foal. And Aunt Tia said that I should speak with you about it."
"And how fairs the Prince? He surely has the envy of every stallion everywhere, if I may say so." Cadance blushed.
"He's adjusted to royal life well. And he's... he is a wonderful spouse."
"I'm happy to hear that. But, you said that you are trying to have a foal?"
"Yes, it's just that, after talking with my aunt..." she exchanged a knowing look with the doctor. He put his hoof on hers.
"I'm sorry," he said. In his practice, he'd dealt with other mares dealing with the discovery that they were barren for a variety of reasons. His former master had taught him of the closely guarded secret. That the immortality of alicorns came with a heavy price of infertility. "I wish it wasn't so."
"Thank you," Cadance said, wiping a tear from her cheek. "But I'm here today to deal with that. I told her I wanted a foal. And she said that you knew a way that I could."
"I... do. After a fashion," he said with some hesitation. "Did she explain what was involved with an adoption?"
"She only said that I would have to 'fake my pregnancy ' to make it appear that the adopted foal was mine by birth. What does that even mean?"
"Did she not explain what would be involved with that?" he asked. Cadance shook her head. He sighed and took a deep breath.
"Well, the procedure would involve a combination of an I.U.D., hormone therapy, and a lot of your patience."
"I.U.D.?"
"Forgive me, an Intra-Uterine Device. A... balloon, for lack of a better description, to physically simulate a pregnancy, then, with a course of hormone-"
"A balloon!?"
"I'm sorry. This is the first time I've ever had to describe this," he said. "It would be a water-filled balloon inside your uterus, slowly inflated over the course of eleven months to physically simulate your pregnancy."
"Oh."
"And then a course of hormone therapy would simulate the physiological changes your body would experience as a normal -" he cut himself off, censoring his insensitivity, "as a pregnant mare." Cadance stood there for a moment, absorbing the information. Dr. Dova stood there, waiting obediently for her response.
"I want a foal," she said at last. "And I can't have one of my own. I need to adopt. But I need to make it seem that it is my foal by birth." She looked at him. "I'm ready to do whatever it takes. What's our first step?" she asked him. He bowed again on reflex.
"The first step is a standard pelvic exam. And then a prescription, and then we can begin your 'pregnancy'." He motioned her into the exam room, toward the exam table with the stirrups. Cadance walked in and sat up onto the exam table in a practiced motion from the last time she was in this room.
"Is this really necessary?" she asked, "I just had a pelvic exam less than a year ago."
"I know." He remembered fondly. "But to me, there is nothing more important in the world than your vaginal health. That is my job," he said. "But more specifically, I am checking for different things this time, for this procedure, Princess Cadenza."
"Considering where your hoof is about to be, it's strange that you still use my formal name," she said. "Ever the professional."
"Always," he replied. Cadance put her legs into each of the elevated stirrups, laying back on the table and letting her knees fall apart as her tail fell away, revealing her most intimate parts, on full display to the doctor.
Under the common law, it was a crime to even look at the royal posterior. Although he was unsure how such an archaic and obscure law was even enforced in modern times, if it was at all. All he knew was that growing up, he was told by his mother that ponies that looked at the Princess's (then, only Celestia's) behind, burned in Tartarus for all eternity. As an adult, a doctor, a stallion of science, he knew that such things were simply old mares' tales.
But part of him, a tiny part of him, deep down in his heart of hearts, feared for his eternal soul. He closed his eyes and silently prayed forgiveness of the divine, bowing his head to the cold, tile floor of the exam room, as he did before each and every royal exam.
I am not worthy. I am not worthy. I am not worthy.
He rose to his hooves and opened his eyes. Before it sent him to Hell, the sight took him to Heaven. Princess Cadance, spread-eagle before him, her delicate flower, blooming its petals just slightly, just... perfectly. Simple photons, received by the simple receptors in his simple eyes, interpreted by his simple brain. But perhaps, somewhere in there, in this sight, was a glimpse, just a glimpse , into the divine. The tiniest minutia of understanding for his fragile, mortal mind, of the meaning of life, the universe and everything.
"Why do you always cry just before?" Cadance asked. He quickly wiped his eyes.
"I'm not crying," he lied, "I have overactive tear ducts." He washed his hooves in the sink. There was just the faintest pang in his stomach. A heat, burning. He thought about the prince, Shining Armor.
We've been trying to have a foal
He felt his cheeks burning at the notion.
Shining Armor, some common -unicorn-, putting his- GRRH! PENIS! In there! F-F-fucking her like some common whorse! His emotions were on fire. The very thought of that pony on top of her in some bed- f-fucking her, it was as though he was imagining somepony raping a church. His place of worship. How DARE he!? How dare ANYPONY!?
He dried his hooves with paper towel, pushing the thoughts away, keeping his feelings firmly in check. Princess Cadance, and the other Princesses were free to take any suitor they choose. It was not his place to judge, only to care for, the princesses.
After all, he was not worthy.
He pulled on his gloves to begin the exam. They were very long, latex tubes, running up to his elbow. Beginning the exam, he had done it many times before. But it was always special. As a courtesy, he forewarned her of his actions.
"I'll begin with placing my hooves at either side of your-"
"You don't have to narrate it again. I know what to expect," Cadance said from on the exam table. He nodded and proceeded. Placing his hooves at either side of her marehood, pausing at just the last moment before contact in reverence, quickly steeling himself to once again cross that threshold. And just as quickly, his hooves were upon her loins. He pulled his hooves apart, spreading her pink, vulva lips. Within, she was pinker still. A strand of her wetness arced across her opening before breaking after a moment. He examined the outer parts of her, ensuring her health thereof, committing every line, every curve, every fold, to memory.
Did the Captain have such reverence for this delicate beauty? Did he even CARE? Or was it just so much another fuck-toy for him?
The Doctor chastised himself for the thought. He retrieved the metal speculum from his cabinet drawer and prepared a small bowl of warm water, letting the device warm laying in it.
"Thank you," Cadance said, grateful to not have cold metal within her. Dr. Dova would have it no other way.
"Of course." After a moment, he took the speculum from the warm water, placing it gently at her holiest of hollies, giving her a moment to prepare herself. She took a breath and nodded, gasping as he gently slipped it inside her. Cadance felt the pressure of it inside her, moving smoothly with its polished metal surface, until it was completely within her. "Small pressure."
"Mmmf," Cadance stifled a moan of discomfort as he pressed on the lever of the device. He opened the spreader, slowly pulling the speculum open inside her, spreading wide her vaginal canal. He turned on the light on his headband and knelt to look within. His narrow scope of vision reduced it to a clinical exam rather than a spiritual experience. He checked the health of her vaginal lining and the appearance of her cervix. Everything looked normal, healthy, and... perfect. He let the device close together inside her, gently pulling it from her until it slipped free.
"All set," he said. "Everything looks good." He placed the device on the tray, and removed his gloves. "You can get down out of the exam table now," he said, facing away from her for privacy. Even after all that had just happened, seeing her in ways that her husband had likely never seen before, he tried his best to afford her some measure of modesty. She climbed down off of the exam table.
"So what now?" she asked.
"Now..." he trailed off, "Now we start the first part of your hormone therapy. There are a few ways to go about it, it just depends on your preference of the mode of delivery."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, there's pills, the topical rub, injections-"
"Ooh, I don't really like needles," Cadance said.
"Oh, it wouldn't be intravenous. It's more of a..." he looked at her, trying not to blush, "it's more of a douche."
"Like, in my puss- in my vagina?" Cadance asked, using the technical term.
"Sort of, yes. Which would you prefer?"
"Which would be most effective?"
"Honestly? The douche," he said. "The purpose of the first course is to trick your body into thinking that you are preparing to mate and dilate your cervix."
"What are the side effects?" she asked. He flipped through her file folder quickly.
"You were... fourteen at the time of your ascension?" he asked. She nodded. "Had you experience your first heat before then?" She nodded again.
"Yes. It was almost unbearable! " she confided. "I couldn't stop-" she blushed, but remembered that this was her doctor, her confidant. "I couldn't stop touching myself. I just wanted so badly- no, I needed to have something in me."
"I understand. It will feel something like that. A lot like that, actually."
"Well, at least I have Shining now," Cadance said.
"Small miracles, " he muttered under his breath.
"When do we start?" she asked. He took out a large, plastic injector and a bottle of liquid hormones.
"We start now," he said, guiding her back up onto the table, and made a twirling turn-around motion with his hoof, drawing up a measured amount of the liquid into the tub with the plunger. Cadance knelt on the table. "Lean down," he instructed. Cadance placed her head against the table, propping her ass up into the air. Behind her, he applied a bit of lubricant to the tube and pressed it against her opening. Her lips parted and he pushed it down inside of her. The tube had a small, narrow nozzle at the end. Cadance felt it bump against the end of her tunnel, deep inside her.
"I need to, um..." He placed his hoof against her belly, applying a small bit of pressure to direct her uterus. Inside, he angled her cervix to line up with the nozzle. "Aaand a small pressure. Maybe a bit of cramping." He pushed the narrow nozzle into the entrance of her cervix. Cadance whimpered. "I'm sorry. It'll only hurt for a moment." He pushed it through the tiny opening to her womb. He pressed down on the plunger with his hoof, injecting the liquid.
"Ooh! It's cold!" she cried.
"The hormones have to be kept refrigerated until they are activated by your body heat," he explained, flooding her womb with the serum. Shining had cum inside her many times before. Sometimes as much than the volume of serum she was receiving now. But very rarely did any significant amount make it inside her uterus. The doctor was actively directing its entire contents directly into her cervix. Cadance whimpered and pulled at the exam table cloth.
"I'm sorry, Princess. I know this must feel uncomfortable. We're almost done," he said as he emptied the rest of syringe into her. "There we go. All done," he chided, as though trying to encourage a small filly. Cadance tried to rise. "No, no! Stay put!" he said, keeping her in that position, ass in the air.
"How long do I have to stay like this?" she asked, feeling the cold fluid sloshing around inside her.
"At least five minutes for effect. The longer, the better," he said. He turned around and got an orange bottle from the drawer, filled with pills. "How..." he paused for a moment, choosing his words. "How honest are you planning to be with your husband about this?"
"Excuse me? I plan on telling him everything. Why?"
"Well, it's just that I've found, when it comes to these sort of things... that the fewer ponies know, the better." He looked at her, prostrated on the table. "How good is your husband with keeping secrets?"
"HEY GUYS! Guess who just took a -Princess's- virginity? THIS GUY!" "Not very," Cadance admitted.
"Well, what you choose to tell him, or not, is ultimately up to you. But I would strongly advise against it," he said.
"But... he's going to want to come along to appointments at some point," Cadance said.
"Don't worry. We have just the things for that situation," he said. He pulled open the closet, taking out some pads with wires. "Hey, how about we listen to that baby's heartbeat?" he asked, sticking one of the adhesive pads to her belly. The audio device began emitting the sound of a pair of heartbeats, clearly a recording. "It sounds like both mom and baby's heart are doing great!" he recited, with false enthusiasm. "I know, let's get a look at the little guy!" He took out some more equipment, setting a monitor on the counter, connecting some electrical leads. He placed the ultrasound probe against her belly and started 'emitting'. And image of a fetal pony appeared on the monitor. Also clearly a recording. "Yep, it sure looks like your pregnant!" He took it away from her belly. The image flickered off.
"Okay. I guess that'll work," Cadance said.
"I'm going to be moving my practice to the Crystal Empire to better service you. Starting a week from today."
to better service you
Cadance felt the cold in her abdomen become replaced with a radiating warmth, spreading into her loins. Her skin felt flush, her vision blurred, and her thoughts became a haze, bordering on euphoria. She felt like she had drank too much cider. And more than anything, she felt very, very horny.
"I could think of a few ways that you could better service me right now," she purred, slinking her way off of the table toward him.
"Your Highness, please!" He implored her. "It's a side effect of the hormones." She just looked at him with those bedroom eyes. She turned around and flagged her tail at him, inviting him to mount her.
"Take me! Rut me right here, right now! Make me your mare!"
He could plainly see that the liquid hormone treatment that he's given her was running freely from her marehood in little rivulets down her pussy lips and along the insides of her thighs. He felt a stirring in his own loins that he had been suppressing all afternoon. It would be so easy. He could have her, and there was no risk of her becoming pregnant. And she could blame it on the hormones, and he could blame it on her commanding him to 'service her'. It would be so easy... His hoof reached out...
He quickly grabbed a can of compressed air from the counter and sprayed it. The rapid decompression causing it to quickly become very cold. He blasted her behind with the arctic wind, causing her to snap out of her hormonal daze. He turned the can onto himself, spraying his own crotch even more, not stopping until nearly giving himself frostbite.
service before self
"I'm sorry!" Cadance blurted. "Thank you for... keeping me from making a big mistake."
"Of course." Dr. Dova chewed his lip, wincing at his own agony. "I'll... I'll lower the dosage for next time." He passed the bottle of pills to her. "Don't forget these," he gave her a small kit as well. "And this."
"What is it?"
"Well, the hormone pills will help to prepare you for the procedure in a week. But you can tell your husband that they are 'fertility' pills. And then you two..." he made an implying motion with his hoof, "and then you use this pregnancy test kit. It's rigged to give a positive result no matter what," he explained. "You come back here after a week and then we'll get you set up with your I.U.D. and different medication." Cadance took the bag from him.
"Thank you Doctor. I'll see you in a week," she said, walking out of his office. Dr. Dova walked back into the exam room, looking at her wetness on his gloves, the table, and droplets on the floor. He wanted nothing more than to press his snout into the wetness and clop himself silly to her scent.
He opened the closet, fetched a couple of bottles, and scrubbed everything down quickly with a strong solvent, washing everything away. On his knees, he scrubbed the tile floor of the droplets. His nose burned with the acrid stench of the chemical cleaner. Her scent was not his to enjoy.
I am not worthy. He thought to himself over and over as he scrubbed. I am not worthy.
How to Fake Your Pregnancy (without really trying)
Everypony in the Crystal Empire looked to Princess Mi Amore Cadenza for guidance and leadership. Everypony, even her husband, eager to bow to her will, and direction.
In the bedroom, however, Cadance was very happy to be the submissive partner, letting Shining Armor take the lead, directing how things went. It was liberating for the mare to instead be the one take direction rather than giving it. It certainly didn't hurt that he liked performing cunnilingus so much. Indeed, she feared that he was doing it out of a sense of servitude. She tested this theory years ago, early in their marriage, one evening, as he was about to begin orally pleasing her.
"Shining, I don't like it when you go down on me," she lied. "It not anything about you, I just don't like it in general. I would prefer it if you would not do it anymore." The hurt look on his face was telling. She freely offered him intercourse, indeed more so than normally, provided that he would not do that beforehand.
In truth, she enjoyed it when he went down on her very much, but she wanted to- no, she needed to know that he felt the same way. After she forbade him from doing it anymore, the truth was immediately clear. He begged her for it. He pleaded with her for days for her to let him lick her marehood to orgasm. He did extra chores, bought her treats and gifts, in hopes of enticing her of letting him go down on her. They skipped the foreplay for a few nights. But his performance was lackluster at best. He came, sure, but the spark was missing.
It only took five days. She confessed to her ruse, explaining her reasoning why. How she needed to know that he actually wanted to do it, and that he didn't feel like he needed to for a princess. He explained that doing it was a treat for him. He adored her pussy. He loved everything about it. Its visual beauty, the scent, the flavor, and texture! And the thought of getting her off, got him off. She asked him if there was anything, anything at all she could do to make it up to him for lying to him as she had.
"Please," he begged, "sit on my face." Ever since that day, she needed no further proof of his desire and dedication to her.
Tonight was different. Tonight, Cadance was thoroughly in control. No sooner had she returned from her appointment, she immediately led Shining to their bedchamber. The instant the doors slammed shut, she all but threw him onto the bed. He didn't even have time to react before she was upon him. The concentrated hormones flooded her system. She had experienced her first heat before she'd ascended. But now it was far more intense. Fruitless as it was, her body craved a rutting. It was an urge, a need as old as the hills and sky.
Shining laid pinned on the bed. His wife towered over him, straddling his waist. It was not the first time she'd been on top. But the combination of her aggressive behavior and the look in her eyes... it was intimidating. And her size and actions made it abundantly clear who had the roles of predator and prey. She began grinding her hips against his crotch, urging his yet-hidden stallionhood to make an appearance. Her marehood was positively sopping wet, soaking him with her arousal.
"Um, Cadie?" He gulped. "How- how was your appointment?" She just grinned at him. The way her lips peeled back, wider than was explicitly necessary for a smile, he half-expected to see fangs. And her eyes were fixed on him in a way that he could only describe as predatory. She continued to rock back and forth on him, impatient and disappointed with his delay in producing an erection for her to satisfy her urges with. "Uh, I was kind of hoping would could just snuggle. But if you really want to, I guess that's okaaaAAHHHEEEY!"
Shining cried out Cadance's horn glowed. A tendril of her magic snaked its way inside his unprepared anus, pressing and massaging against his prostate. He could have been submerged in an ice bath and the result would have been the same. Shining's erection began to grow immediately at the stimulation. Cadance felt his shaft moving up through his sheath. She would not wait another instant, positioning herself directly on top of it, sitting on his lap. Her pussy was radiating intense warmth against him as she sat. His dick never even saw the light of day. She continued to stimulate him, feeling him sprout directly into her waiting marehood, hastening his already-rapid expansion.
"Ow ow ow!" Shining winced. Even as a horny colt, he'd never gotten so hard so quickly. It was pleasure on the edge of pain. Cadance threw her head back, feeling him growing longer inside of her, slowly filling her void while her motionless hips stayed squarely pressed against his. It was a new sensation for both of them. Her magical tendril began to vibrate inside him as his shaft reached full length. More blood rushed into his member, filling out its thickness, causing it to grow firmer. As soon as she was sure she wouldn't bend it, Cadance lifted her hips off of him, and slammed them back down. "Oof!" Shining heaved a breath under her aggression. "What's gotten into you?"
"You," she said with a witty grin, grinding her hips against his, moving his shaft around like a joystick inside her. 'Joystick' was the appropriate term for it. Indeed, she suspected that it was where the expression came from. She adjusted her angle, feeling him press against varying parts of her insides. For Shining's part, it was no less stimulating, perhaps more so. But it did not alleviate his concern.
"I'm serious, Cadie! I've never seen you like this before!" he said. She just smiled and continued to ride him. "Cadie!" He put his hooves on her hips, stopping her. Cadance's eye's refocused. His dick inside her had stimulated her enough, that it had taken the edge off of her burning need to be filled. She was able to piece together more than a monosyllabic response.
"The doctor prescribed me a... fertility treatment ," she said, pulling his hooves off of her hips, letting her move up and down on his shaft again. "It's a bit of hormone therapy to help my chances of conceiving." She ran her hooves up along his chest as she slinked along his body, bringing her face to his. "One of the side effects is..." She kissed him on the lips, sucking on his lower lip for a moment before moving on to his ear. "An increased..." she whispered, nibbling on his ear, "...libido." She pressed her hooves into his chest, sitting herself back upright, completely impaled on his length.
"O-oh- okay," Shining's voice trembled. Cadance put her hooves back onto his knees behind her and arched her back. Shining's steel rod was far less flexible. As she leaned back, it made its presence known, pressing a bulge through her abdomen. Cadance continued to move up and down on him, taking one of her hooves and putting it on her tummy. She could feel the bump he was making in her, moving up and down beneath her fur as she fucked him. The new angle, along with her hoof pressing, was making her especially tight around him. Pressing forward inside her in this way was extra stimulating on her g-spot.
Due to the hormones, the simple act of walking back from her appointment, the sensation of her legs rubbing together, had already gotten her into quite a state of arousal. It had been foreplay enough for her. She needed no more before she'd pounced on her husband. She was already teetering on the brink. Her hoof abandoned her belly, darting to her stretched marehood, frantically rubbing her clit as she felt her climax approach. His internal assault on her g-spot from the new angle sent her reeling over the edge.
"I'm cumming!" Cadance cried. Her hoof supporting her gave out as her limp body flopped backwards in ecstasy. She fell backwards onto the lush bed, slipping off of his cock. It popped free with an audible smack, slapping against his belly as Cadance's own orgasm came bursting forth from her marehood, spraying him with her nectar. Shining was no stranger to Cadance being a squirter sometimes. But it was the first time he'd ever seen her cum in gushes like that. "Oh gosh! Don't stop! Fuck me!"
Shining scrambled to his hooves, crawling over to her as fast as he could. She was about to spread her legs for him, but he quickly took her in his hooves and flipped her over onto her belly, lifting her hips up to him. Cadance tried to get to her hooves, expecting him to mount her like normally, but she suddenly felt him put his hoof on her back, pushing her back down into the mattress.
This was more familiar territory for him, being the one in control. Shining guided his dick into her, with her ass up in the air like that, and her head down, pressing her cheek against the blanket submissively. She was already so wet and ready, he sunk into her, filling her completely in one swift motion.
"OOOGHHH!" Cadance let out a throaty moan into a pillow, still quivering from the aftershocks of her last orgasm. Shining wasted no time, picking up the pace and building her to another. Her juices continued to leak out around his well-lubricated piston, dripping down onto his balls. With each thrust, they made wet slaps against her swollen clit, driving her even higher into bliss. Her velvety pussy gripped and squeezed him with each shudder of pleasure he sent into her, massaging him with her hot, wet, love tunnel.
"Ngh! ngh! NGH! Cadie! I'm gonna-"
"No! Not yet! I'm so close!" she cried desperately. Shining had a split second to choose. He could stop and try to cool down or- He could feel his balls tightening, at the point of no return. He had only seconds. He did the only thing he could, he quickened his pace as fast as he could before it was too late. Cadance felt him swelling inside her, his tip flaring wide, making for an even-tighter snug fit. "Ah, ah, AHHHHHhhhhh!" Cadance screamed, cumming a second time as she felt the first eruption of his cum deep inside her pussy.
Shining winced in a mix of pleasure and agony as he tried to continue humping through the over-stimulation. But he barely had enough coordination to hold on as he continued to dump his cum inside her. He felt the rippling of her vaginal walls against him and her clit winking against his balls, signalling a job well-done. As soon as his cock stopped twitching and throbbing, his knees gave out and he tumbled backwards. His penis slipped free of her pussy with an audible 'plop', spilling excess semen from inside, soaking into the duvet. Such a waste.
"Wow!" he breathed, ragged. "If that doesn't get you pregnant, nothing will!" he boasted. Cadance recovered herself, rolling over toward him. She snuggled up beside him.
"It doesn't mean it would hurt to keep trying once we get back to the Crystal Empire tomorrow," she said, grinning with a still-lustful gaze.
Back in the Crystal Empire, Princess Cadance took her medication as instructed, maintaining her artificially-induced heat. Her sexual appetite was insatiable. Princess Cadance and Shining Armor spent every spare moment they had 'trying to have a foal'.
Cadance had Shining on a high-protein diet of spouts, beans, peas, kale, and soy to help him keep up his production of 'soldiers'. And plenty of water to help him stave of dehydration. Normally a stallion of stamina, Shining had never had problems being able to 'stand and deliver' as it were. But this week was anything but normal. He found himself likewise taking medication to help 'little shiny' keep up with her needs.
And even with as much lubrication as she was producing, (which was a truly prodigious amount), he was still becoming quite chaffed from all the friction. It got to the point that Cadance had to take care of herself numerous times with a rubber facsimile of Shining's penis from when they had done a mold of it. It was something they had made from when he was still active in the Royal Guard, in case he was ever deployed for long periods of time.
A week later, Shining sat in his chair with a pack of frozen peas on his groin. He watched Cadance fucking herself silly on the bed with the rubber dong. It was intensely hot to watch. Any other day and his dick would be able to fuck his way through a stone wall to reach her in such a state. But sitting there, his sheath in a cold-pack sling, the very idea of an erection was painful. His balls were completely, and utterly emptied. He had only one sperm left, all alone, and scared.
"Ah AH AHHH!!!" Cadance cried out, pulling the dildo from her hungry snatch. Her body rolled and quivered, her pussy spraying fresh juices off of the bed, landing at his hooves. The room was rank with her musk. His senses were absolutely saturated with her arousal. And he didn't even feel a wiggle from his groin.
"I'm sorry," Shining said, after Cadance came down from her panting climax.
"What? Shining, no!" Cadance said, rolling toward him across the bed. "Don't be like that."
"I can't even satisfy my mare. What kind of a stallion does that make me?"
"Shining-"
"Cadie, I can get- I mean, I wouldn't mind if you needed to get some other stallions to-"
"Shining!"
"They would wear condoms of course!" He feared that his inability to perform would send her looking elsewhere. He didn't like the idea of other stallions. But he would rather at least know about it.
"Shining, I don't want other stallions!"
"Okay! Mares then. I'm not judging. I just want you to be happy. To be satisfied," he said.
"Shining! I am happy! I am satisfied with you. I always have been."
"But not right now," he muttered, looking at her with the dildo, and at himself, sitting there, impotent.
"Shining Francis Armor! You stop that, right now!" She barked. "This," she motioned to herself, "is not normal. It is a temporary side-effect of the fertility medication that I've been taking. In fact, I took the last dose this morning." She climbed off the bed and trotted over to him. "Shining, look at me." She took his face into her hooves. He looked up into her beautiful, violet eyes. "You have been doing a wonderful job keeping me satisfied. We've had more sex in the past week than we have in the previous month! How many times have you cum?" she asked. Shining tried to count in his head.
"Uh... a lot," he said.
"And how many times have you made me cum?" she asked, smiling. He smiled back, the pride returning to his face.
"A LOT more," he said. She kissed him.
"Well, it's been a week," she began, opening the bag that she'd gotten from her doctor. She took out the pregnancy test that she gotten. "What do you think? Is tonight the night? Are you feeling lucky?" she asked. His mind flashed back to every coupling of the past seven days.
"I feel like the luckiest stallion alive," he admitted. Cadance walked into the bathroom.
How to Fake Your Pregnancy (without really trying)
Author's Note
Warning : Watersports ahead. Skip to the next chapter if you don't like it.
The Test (Cloptional)
Princess Cadance walked to the bathroom to take her 'rigged' pregnancy test. Shining trotted after her.
"Um, do you want... help?" he asked. He immediately felt embarrassed, unsure as to why he had asked that.
"Help?" Cadance asked. "How?" Shining blushed.
"I- I don't know." He rubbed his neck. "I'm just excited to find out, I guess."
"Oh... well... come on in," she invited.
"Oh, uh, okay." He followed her. He opened the box and took out the tester. "So, um, turn around and go ahead and lift your tail and I'll stick it in," he said.
"Charming," she said sarcastically, "now I remember why I married you." Shining gave her a confused look. "It's not a dipstick. That's not how pregnancy tests work!" she laughed, taking a seat on the toilet beside the bathroom vanity counter. She pointed at the exposed tip. "I pee on this part of it, and it can tell if I'm pregnant."
"Oh. So I guess you really don't need my help," he said.
"Well, if you really want to help, I guess you can hold it while I pee on it," she offered.
"Uhhh..."
"Oh, come on. It's not like we've never seen eachother pee," she said.
"Well, yeah. You've gone while I brushed my teeth and stuff, but I've never made it a point to-" he blushed "to watch."
"I have," Cadance said plainly.
"Really?"
"Yeah. When you come in while I'm brushing my hair or something. I guess it's a little easier for me since you're reared up, and it's- you know, out there ." He gave her a strange look. "Why? Do you think that's wrong?"
"No, it just seems... kinky," he said, testing the waters.
"And when have you ever had a problem with kinky before?" she asked with a knowing grin. Her smile prompted his own, confirming the truth. "So, do you still want to help?" she asked. He nodded. "Alright. Hold the tester and I'll pee on it." She sat back on the toilet seat, spreading her legs to give him room. Shining walked over to her, curious to see just how far he could take this. And then he walked past her, stepping into the empty bath tub, laying on his back in the bottom of the tub, holding the tester just over his abdomen. "What are you doing?" she asked.
"Waiting," he said, making the gambit. "Over there, you're going to miss the tester." Cadance sat there, confused for a moment. But it was abundantly clear what it was he intended for her to do.
"Oh really?" she asked, calling his bluff. "Well I suppose I should come over there then," she said as she rose to her hooves. She walked over, stepping inside, placing her legs on either side, straddling him in the tub. She squatted down above him, leaning in to give him a kiss. "You know, if we take the test like this, you may get a little wet," she teased, giving him one last chance to back out.
"That's okay. I could use a shower." He grinned.
"Okaaay-" Cadance said, "Urine for a surprise..." She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath and relaxing. After only a moment, she began to feel the knot in between her legs relax. It started slowly, just a trickle, running down the inside of her thigh. But a little gave way to a lot as the flood gates opened. Her stream came bursting forth, arcing downward to her waiting husband.
"Ooh! It's warm!" he said. She grinned, pleased that he was enjoying the act, and pleased with the sensation of sweet release. Her stream marred the pure white fur on his belly a pale yellow. It splashed onto her own legs as she continued to empty her bladder onto him.
"Shining! The tester!" she said. He had been simply enjoying the sight and feeling of her over him, neglecting to perform the one task he had been assigned. He quickly maneuvered the tester into her stream, thoroughly soaking the tip. Cadance took it from him with her magic, placing it on the counter. She continued to pee on him, shifting her hips downwards to direct her stream at his crotch, soaking his sheath and balls. It ran down the sides of his body and between his legs, past Cadance's hooves to the drain. At last, her bladder emptied, trickling to a stop. Shining got to his hooves, standing, dripping, beside her in the tub. He positively stank of her urine. She wasn't keen on him touching her in his current state. "Whoa. Don't move."
She turned on the shower, detaching the shower head and holding it over him and rinsing him completely off. He stepped out and grabbed a towel, trotting back out in the bedroom as he dried himself. Cadance finished cleaning herself before doing the same. It had been two minutes. She grabbed the tester from the counter on her way out.
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.
How to Fake Your Pregnancy (without really trying)
Princess Cadance walked inside her Crystal Palace. She felt uncomfortable. It wasn't just because she had a water balloon stretching her uterus. She was uncomfortable with what she was going to have to do to keep the entire affair under wraps. Cadance did not like lying to her husband, Shining Armor. She didn't like keeping secrets from him. But once all of this was over, it wouldn't matter. She would have a foal. And they would be parents. Sure, Shining Armor had been sexually exhausted from 'trying' for the past week with her heightened libido. But his drive would return on its own in time.
"Will we still be able to have sex?" she had asked before leaving the doctor's office.
"Certainly," Dr. Dova answered. "The flange sits recessed in your cervix. So unless he goes in looking with one of these..." he held up a speculum from his tool tray, "he'll never even know it's in there."
Cadance opened the door to her chambers and walked inside. Shining, waiting for her, rose from his seat. He trotted over to greet her with a hug. They shared a smile and a kiss.
"How did it go?" he asked. Cadance vividly remembered the sensation of the doctor up to his elbow inside her.
"It was... fine. Everything's good." She put her bag in her nightstand next to her reading book, tissues, and 'marital aides'.
"What's all that?" he asked her of the bag she brought home.
"Oh, just a few things the doctor gave me for the pregnancy." She took out the prescription bottle. It was her hormones to simulate pregnancy. But it was simply labeled 'Pre-Natal Vitamins'. She took her first one with a glass of water.
"So..." Shining paced frantically, "what do we do next?" he asked. "Should we make the happy announcement?" Cadance thought about that. Only then did the reality of this path became overbearingly clear. She would have to lie not just to her husband, but to everypony. Everypony except her doctor and aunts.
"I guess so," she said. "I'll tell Auntie Tia and Luna."
"And then I'll send a letter to Mr. and Mrs. Cake in Ponyville," Shining said. "We can make it a top secret surprise for Twilight and her friends before the big public announcement."
"Sounds like a plan to me," Cadance said. Shining sat at his desk and started drafting up a letter. Cadance headed downstairs to start making arrangements for the trip to Ponyville. They could send the letter ahead, and then stop in Canterlot to talk to the royal sisters on the way to Ponyville.
"We're having a baby!" Shining and Cadance announced together to Princess Celestia and Luna in Canterlot the evening of the next day. Luna had only just awoken a short time earlier, preparing to take over for the night court.
"That is- wonderful news!" Celestia said, exchanging a knowing glance with Cadance and Luna. Cadance turned to Shining.
"Shiny, dear, I know you haven't had dinner. Why don't you head down to the kitchen and get yourself something to eat?" she suggested. "We're going to have girl-talk for a little bit. I think I saw corn dogs."
"Corn dogs!? Radical!" Shining trotted out of the parlor, heading downstairs to the Canterlot royal kitchen. Cadance sat down opposite her aunts at the coffee table.
"So..." Celestia led, now that the three of them were alone to themselves, "am I to understand that you've had the... procedure?"
"...Yes," Cadance groaned.
"How are you feeling?" Celestia asked with concern.
"Uncomfortable," she answered, rubbing her abdomen.
"Yes. It will be. That means it's working. Better get used to it, I suppose," Celestia sympathized, "Just wait until the side effects of the medication kick in."
"The cravings, sickness, and lactation," Luna added. Cadance rubbed the bridge of her nose. She had only been 'pregnant' for two days. She was not looking forward to eleven more months of it.
"Hey Cadie!" Shining called out to her. He came trotting back, with a plate full of food from downstairs. "Here, honey!" he offered her the plate. "Remember, you're eating for two now!" Cadance looked from him to her aunts. Celestia and Luna exchanged looks of envy, having a stallion doting on her like that.
"Enjoy it, Cadance," Celestia said, "This is the time to indulge yourself and let your special somepony take care of you."
"And DO take care of her," Luna ordered of him.
"Of course. I promise," he said.
"We're having a baby!" Shining and Cadance announced together, again, at the conclusion of Twilight's scavenger hunt in Ponyville the following day. Twilight's friend, Pinkie Pie, had only just barely managed to keep the secret to herself after intercepting the letter to the Mr. and Mrs. Cake at Sugarcube Corner.
During the ensuing party, Carrot Cake pulled Shining Armor aside to give him some advice, from one father, to another, future-father.
"So, do you want a colt or a filly? Do you know what it will be yet?" Carrot asked. Shining shook his head.
"I don't know. I mean, we don't know, we only just found out ourselves a few days ago," he said. Carrot glanced past him at Cadance. Indeed, she was just as slim and fit as she had been the last time he had seen her. There was no visible indication that she was with foal at all. "I don't care what the gender of the foal is," Shining answered, "either is fine with me."
"Well, I hope you have a colt," Carrot said, "for your sake." Shining gave him a confused look.
"Why? What do you mean?"
"Well, colts are tougher to take care of when they're young. But fillies are way worse when they grow up. You remember how crazy they can be," he said. Shining did remember how bad Twilight could be when they were growing up, and how difficult she was for their parents when she started going through puberty. "With a colt," Carrot continued, "you only have to worry about one dick getting somepony pregnant. With a filly, you have to worry about every dick."
"Oh, and fillies are worse with diapers," Mrs. Cake said, passing by.
"Oh, yeah!" Carrot said, with an exasperated expression. "You have got to make sure that you wipe really well with a filly in a diaper, especially her vagina."
"WHAT!?" Shining was appalled at the way the stallion was talking about his own daughter.
"No, it's true. Every time she shits her diaper, it goes right up her twat! And you have to get in there and clean every last bit of it out every time or else it could be a horrible infection."
"Yeah, they don't tell you about that part in the fairy tales, do they?" Mrs. Cake said. "And make sure you use the ointment or else they'll get a rash. You don't want them getting ass-rot." Shining gulped. The prospect of taking care of a foal had been such a vague, distant concept to him. But reality of it, in all of its grotesque detail, was beginning to overwhelm him. Mrs. Cake could see the fear in his eyes. "Hey, are you okay?"
"I- I don't know," he answered, his voice shaky.
"You will," Carrot Cake said, putting a hoof on his shoulder. "You're a good pony. And when you meet your foal for the first time, you'll know. You'll be more sure than you ever have been before in your life. You'll know that no matter what, no matter how hard it gets, you'll be there for that foal. You'll find an inner strength that you never even knew was there. I know it's a cliche, but it really does change you, being a parent," he said. Shining found it a little easier to breathe.
"Thanks."
"No problem. You just worry about dealing with her for now," he said, motioning to Cadance. "A pregnant mare can be a hoof-full on its own."
Two days later, back in the Crystal Empire, Cadance stood in her bathroom, looking in the mirror as she took her daily hormone pill. She didn't feel any different... yet. She opened the pregnancy kit that she had received, placing the pill bottle back inside. She saw the hose, coiled up. It had been a few days. She didn't feel uncomfortable any longer.
"No discomfort, means no progress." She could hear the doctor's instructions in her mind. As much as she was dreading it, she understood that this was the key part of the entire plan. They had already told everypony that they were having a baby. It was too late for her to back out now. She locked the door to the bathroom. She removed the shower head and attached the hose. She took a deep breath, feeding the other end into her vagina, using her magic to guide the tip to the connector inside her, feeling it click into place.
She turned on the water and opened the valve on the hose, letting it flow into her. She didn't need much to add before she felt the familiar sensation of stretching pressure. She closed the valve, stopping the flow. She leaned on the edge of the tub, panting a bit. After a moment, the worst of it passed. She opened the valve a little again, adding just a bit more until she almost couldn't stand it. She closed the valve again. It wasn't much. Maybe a couple ounces.
"Baby steps," she breathed, pressing the button to release the connection. She slid the tube out of her vagina, disconnected the other end from the shower head and rolled it back up, putting it back inside her bag. She stood there, looking at herself in the mirror, looking at the shape of her profile. She put a hoof to her belly, imagining what she might look like in a few months, pregnant.
But right now, all she wanted to do was sleep.
How to Fake Your Pregnancy (without really trying)
With her at-home kit, Princess Cadance did not need to return to the doctor's office except for a monthly check-up on her 'pregnancy'. Usually, the expectant father, Shining Armor, was in company. It was the first time that Dr. Dova had met the stallion who so handily captured the princess's heart. He was entirely unimpressed with the captain.
It had been eight months since she'd first gotten her IUD. Shining lent a hoof as he helped her onto the exam table. Once she was settled, Dr. Dova ran the ultrasound probe over Cadance's swollen belly as a prerecorded video of a real pregnancy sonogram played on the monitor.
"Aaand there's the baby." Dr. Dova said, entirely for Shining.
"Wow. Our little foal!" Shining said, still astonished by the simple ruse.
"Yup. It sure is," Cadance said as he hugged her. She and the doctor exchanged knowing glances. The real appointment wouldn't be until after this, once Shining was no longer in the room with them. "I'll meet you back out in the waiting room once I finish up in here," she said. She gave him a kiss, and he trotted out to go read the new issue of Hoofball Illustrated. "Sorry about that," she apologized to the doctor, "He insisted on coming along again."
"No apologies, Princess. It's quite alright." He cleaned the conductive jelly off of her stretched tummy and helped her up. He lifted the stirrups up from under the exam table, locking them back in place. "And now for the real exam." He put on a fresh set of gloves as she lifted her legs into each stirrup, huffing as she struggled to lift each one. He retrieved his tools from the drawer. "So how have you been."
"I've been better," she groaned, adjusting her position with her legs spread for him. Dr. Dova warmed the speculum and spread her vulva with his gloved hoof.
"How is the morning sickness?" He asked, aligning the spreader with her entrance before sliding it inside in a smooth motion. Cadance groaned a little more.
"Oof! Not as bad as before. I think the worst of it is over," she said. With her enormous uterus taking up so much abdominal real estate, there was little room left for the metal spreader filling her vagina.
"How is the IUD holding up? Any leakage?" he asked, turning on the light on his headband.
"It's fine. I- Oof!" Cadance was cut off as he expanded the speculum, spreading her vagina open.
"I'm sorry, I should have forewarned you," he apologized. He resumed his exam, looking inside, to the back, inspecting everything. "You were saying?"
"It's fine. I don't think I would be able to tell if it was leaking though, since things are so wet already," she said. Indeed it was true. She was far more wet than she normally would be.
"That's a side effect of the hormone treatment. It too will pass." He finished his internal exam. "Everything still looks good in there," he said, letting the spreader close and sliding it out. Cadance visibly breathed a sigh of relief. "Any other side effects?"
"Just these," Cadance said, reaching down and cupping her teats. Normally tiny nubs hidden in her fur, her teats had swollen into full breasts. Cadance gave them a light squeeze, producing a tiny droplet of milk.
"Have you been milking them?" he asked, noting that they were somewhat deflated.
"No, um, Shining has been... helping. He's developed quite the taste for it."
"That's good I suppose." He took out a tape measure, measuring across her belly, writing down the number. He frowned at the small progress. "How often have you been... topping this off?" he asked, in the same accusing tone of a dentist asking how often she flossed.
"Probably not as often as I should," Cadance admitted.
"Clearly. Look at this graph!" He showed her a graph of the predicted progress of her size. It was a blue line on a grid going up and to the right. "This is where you're supposed to be," he pointed at the line of red dots on the line, and then drifting below the line, "And this is where you are." He put his hoof on her belly button. "You need to be..." He lifted his hoof about an inch and a half off of her belly, "about here," he said.
"I'm trying!" Cadance whined. He gave her a dubious, disapproving glare. "You don't understand! It's really hard. Like, really really hard! It's uncomfortable, it's heavy, my hooves are swollen and my back hurts! And I- I-" Cadance stared openly sobbing. "I'm sorry! I'm just so saaahhhaaAAD!" she cried, holding her hooves over her face.
"I see the mood swings are still a problem..." he made a note. "Your Majesty, please, I understand that it's difficult. But every mother has had to go through the same thing, only worse! You don't have to experience the pain of labor and delivery. Just a few more months and it will all be over." He tried to comfort her. Cadance slowly recovered herself, making use of the box of tissues. She took a few deep breaths and relaxed.
"Am I still going to be able to have sex?" she asked. Her heightened libido was the one effect of the medication that remained constant amid the coming and goings of food cravings, morning sickness and mood swings. "I mean, now that I'm getting bigger?" she asked, running her hooves over her belly. He hesitated for a moment, mentally considering the question. It was a yes-or-no question, with a fifty percent chance of either answer. He could say whichever and she would believe him implicitly.
"Why no, you actually no longer can," he could say, "You must abstain from sex with your husband for the rest of your term." And then, before long, she would become desperate. She would come back to him, the doctor, pleading for a solution to her carnal needs. And he could tell her, "As a trained professional, only I know the proper technique to sate the fire that burns within you." And then he would take her, right there in the exam room, strapped to the exam table while he was free to-
"Of course you still can," he answered honestly. He adjusted himself in his seat, seating weight on his own scrotum to curb his impure thoughts. "The flange port in recessed, so even if he... reaches your depths, he'll never notice anything amiss."
"Thank you, Dr. Dova," she said, gathering her things to leave.
"You can thank me by getting yourself back on schedule with your growth," he said.
"I will," she assured him, waving goodbye as she left out through the waiting room, fetching her husband to give him the good news.
Cadance had tried to make it a habit of 'topping off' her IUD each evening, just before her shower. The warm shower afterwards helped to ease the discomfort of the stretching enough for her, and afterwards, she slept through the rest. But with the good news of she and Shining being able to continue to be intimate, it would mean waiting until after he had fallen asleep to maintain her schedule, as he would often join her in the shower for some good, clean, marital fun.
Getting home from the appointment, Shining helped his wife along in the Crystal Palace to their chambers. The added mass of her fake pregnancy had been causing her very real problems with fatigue, back aches, and a cramped bladder.
"I can get myself to the bathroom," she said, availing herself of his cling. He let her go, watching her waddle to the bathroom. Cadance made a bee line for the royal throne, taking a seat. She didn't need to relieve much, but it was often, with such a small bladder now. "Shining?" she called out. She heard the clatter of hooves and then a thud as he collided with the locked door.
"Yes dear?" he asked from the other side, trying the knob.
"Could you go down to the kitchen and have them make me twenty seven slices of cheese?"
"Sure hon."
"Can you have them cut them into star shapes?"
"...really?"
"Yes. Cheese slices taste better in the shape of stars."
".... all of them?"
"SHIIIINIIING!" she cried.
"Okay! Okay! I'm going. But it's going to take them a while," he said. Cadance was counting on it.
"Thank youuuuu!" she called out, listening to the sound of his hooves trotting out of their suite. Truthfully, she was craving cheese. But she didn't actually care what it looked like. He could come back with a coarse wheel of it and she would eat it just the same. What she needed was some time alone.
Cadance leaned over, opening the cabinet under the sink, where she kept her 'pregnancy' supplies and other feminine accouterments, the existence of, Shining preferred not to acknowledge. She retrieved her bag and set it on the side of the bath tub. She swallowed one of the prescribed tablets with a glass of water. She then turned on the tub water, letting it run down the drain, checking the temperature such that it was neither too hot or cold. She turned it off and climbed into the empty tub, and laid back on the padded curvature, giving her spine a rest. She took the water hose out of the bag and levitated it between her spread legs, guiding it to her marehood. She spread her lips with her hoof and fed the length of it inside her wet entrance. Once she felt the connection of the tube to the flange in her cervix, she opened the valve of the line to add more water to her.
In her haste, she'd neglected to connect the other end to her shower's water tap. The warm water filling her IUD came rushing out of her, spilling into the tub and running down the drain. In mere moments, it was nearly empty. Cadance got to her hooves in a panic, finding that she was nearly weightless without the extra burden of the water. She had lost over twenty pounds in as many moments. She felt better in that instant than she had in a long time. She caught herself in the mirror. Her belly was gone! She was back to her slim self. It was as though she had only just awoken from some bad dream. She felt the hose dangling behind her, hanging from her marehood, still attached inside her.
Her joy was short-lived. She couldn't stay like this. Shining would be back soon, and she had a pregnancy to finish. She flexed, and stretched her back, cherishing the moment a bit longer. She laid down in the tub once more. She closed the valve on the hose, and connected the other end to the water tap, turning it on. She took a deep breath, slowly exhaling as she opened the valve on the hose.
She could feel the warm water rushing inside her, filling her once more. Cadance was able to comfortably let the water run without throttling its flow for some time, watching in terrified awe as her belly expanded by degrees right before her very eyes. Subtle at first, Cadance began to feel the pressure within. As she expanded, she could feel her organs once-more being pushed out of the way to make room for her growing uterus.
"MMMfffff!" Cadance groaned, nearing where she had previously been in girth. She partially closed the valve, slowing her rate of gain. She rubbed her tummy with her free hoof, feeling it becoming taught with the pressure. Water continued to fill her, albeit slowly now. She pushed herself, eager to get back on track with her progress. The pressure mounted, becoming more and more unbearable. The discomfort of it grew along with her belly, bordering on the edge of pain. Cadence closed the valve just a moment before she felt like she would burst.
She turned off the water and disconnected the hose, both from herself and the tap, coiling it up and putting it away. She levitated the kit back into the cabinet and closed the drawer. She laid there a moment longer, summoning the will to get up. The walls of the tub began to feel impossible high. She was fatigued, sore and, inexplicably, horny.
She grunted and groaned, righting herself, and scaling the edge of the tub, out onto the bathroom floor. She waddled and stumbled out of the bathroom and into the bed chamber, and, with her last bit of strength, all but collapsing onto the bed. The feeling of absolute fullness, akin to after a large feast, leaving her drowsy. Sleep took her quickly.
"So what if it's a filly?" Shining asked. "Any thoughts about a name?"
"I was thinking, Flurry Heart," Cadance answered. "What about for a colt?"
"Stormageddon!" Shining said, giggling.
"Absolutely not!"
"Absolutely not!" Cadance murmured, still half-asleep.
"I was just asking if you wanted your cheese," Shining said, standing by her bedside with a platter of cheese slices, cut into star shapes. Cadance opened her eyes and blinked at him. Shining held the platter out to her, the slices of star-shaped cheese had been carefully arranged in a patterned layout that would be pleasing to the eye for presentation. Cadance barely registered their appearance as she grabbed several in her hoof, stuffing them into her mouth, chewing aggressively. Shining frowned at her vulgar display, a little but remembered that she was eating for two, beheld to her cravings. He made an effort to not spoil her tenuous mood. She didn't stop until she scooped up the last broken bits with her hoof, cleaning the plate.
"Hank hoo," she managed, mouth still full of cheese. Shining smiled and placed the plate on the bureau.
"And dessert?" he asked, offering her a chocolate. She snatched it from his hoof, greedily eating it immediately. The chocolate mint was as much for Shining's benefit as hers. He did not relish the thought of kissing her with cheese-breath. "Better?" he asked, now that she'd eaten the food that she had requested for her craving.
"MNnnggh. So full," she moaned, rubbing her belly, bigger than ever. Shining's hoof joined hers, rubbing her belly. "Do you think I'm still pretty?" she asked, seeking affirmation.
"Of course!" he said, putting his hoof on hers. "You're as beautiful as you've ever been!"
"You're just saying that," she said, unconvinced.
"No, I mean it. You're carrying a new life. Our little foal. There is nothing more beautiful than that," he said. She bit her lip and looked away. She knew he was being honest. But it didn't really answer the question that she intended. She looked at him again,
"I mean, do you still think that I'm attractive?" she asked. "I'm so fat. Do you still find me..." she struggled to get the word out, but there was simply no other adequate substitute for it, "...sexy?"
"Oh, baby..." he cooed, climbing in to bed with her. He put his hoof under her head, lifting her to his kiss. After a moment, he pulled away, "I'm always going to find you sexy." Cadance rolled her eyes.
"Even when I'm old and wrinkly?" she asked. He nodded. "So you have no standards." Shining's smile faded.
"Okay Cadance, you're right," he admitted. "Yes, there will come a day when you and I both are old biddies and we will no longer be attractive or sexy." Cadance was about to roll away from him, dejected. Shining put a hoof on her shoulder to stop her. "The day will come when 'little shiny' will stop saluting at the sight of your body." He took her hoof in his, pulling it downward. He put her hoof onto his growing erection, sprouting between them. "But it will not be this day." She smiled, taking his cock in her hoof, all the validation she needed. He held her as she held him, kissing her once more, deeply as she continued to stroke him.
"Why did I ever doubt you?" she asked. He answered only with a smile, lifting himself off of the mattress, moving over her. Cadance moved with him, rolling off of her side, and onto her back. He leaned over her, giving her another quick kiss on her lips, then her cheek. He planted little kisses as he moved down, on her neck, her collar bone, her chest. He took extra time to kiss along the arc of her stretched belly, slowly making his way lower. Cadance smiled, knowing what was coming next.
"No wonder you feel so full," he commented of her swollen teats, heavy with milk. Some expectant mares would simply milk themselves, without a foal yet to feed, discarding the milk. A crime it was, in Shining's eyes. He gently took one in his hoof, bringing his lips to her nipple, suckling her, savoring every last, life-giving drop. Instinct took over for Cadance. Nature had made the act of providing her young with nourishment a pleasure. Both the stimulation of her nipples, along with the palpable relief of the pressure within her mammaries felt wonderful to the mare. Shining, once a breastfed foal himself, felt an innate drive to seek her milk. Draining one teat, he moved on to the other. He made thorough work of the task, emptying both teats completely, to the satisfaction of both ponies. Not a drop wasted. "As it should be, " he thought. Both the intimacy of the act, and the taste of her milk, was a duet of delights for the stallion without compare. Save, perhaps, for what came after.
He drifted downward, between her legs. Cadance sighed as he parted her engorged pussy lips with his hooves. He wasted no time with pretense, diving right into familiar territory. For her part, she was grateful for his haste, appreciating his gusto of effort. She had been looking forward to this even more than he was. An impressive feat in its own right.
Shining could not deny his desire for her marehood. He simultaneously indulged and savored it. As he lapped greedily into her folds, he likewise cherished the experience, acutely aware of its temperance. The pregnancy hormones coursing though body her changed many things about her. Not the least of which was her chemistry 'downstairs'. He brushed his nose against her winking clitoris, his nostrils flares, taking in her scent. He had partaken of her feminine buffet enough times to know her through and through. But her pregnancy had changed both her scent and taste. Neither for the worse.
Her new scent and flavor wasn't completely different. It was still her, only more... mild? Normally a mixture of sweet and tart, her flavor was less of the tart, and now, somewhat more... savory? His mind struggled with the proper adjectives. Culinary artists had created an entire vocabulary for describing all sorts of foods meant to be eaten. But they lacked the words to describe his favorite thing to eat: pussy, and the differences between normal and pregnant flavors. It was less tart, he decided, in spite of the gross inadequacy of the descriptor. All that mattered was that it was different. And he liked it. He liked it, and he partook as often as she would allow. He was conscientious of the temporal aspect of this delicacy, enjoying what he could while it lasted.
Cadance was hardly in a position to object to him orally pleasing her. She looked down her body, barely able to see the tip of his horn, and tuft of blue mane, above her enormous abdomen. She hadn't realized how much she had enjoyed watching him go to work on her until she no longer could. But she needn't her eyes to enjoy the the effect he was having on her as he ran his tongue up and down along her folds. Occasionally he would dart his tongue inside her entrance at the bottom, running back up and flicking her sensitive nub at the top, sending little trembles through her gravid body.
His hooves wrapped around her legs, playing with her nipples as he continued to lick and gently suck on her clit. Cadance writhed and squirmed as she felt herself getting closer to her orgasm. Shining knew exactly how, where, and at what speed to stimulate her in just the right way to get her off. She felt incredible, and incredibly fortunate to have such an attentive lover as a spouse.
"Ooh, Shining!" she cried out, feeling the knot in her tummy pulling tighter. He sped up, riding along as her hips began to roll and buck against his face, trying in vain to hump back against an absent penis. Her thighs closed on the sides of his head, holding him tightly.
"Ngh. Ngh! NGH! AAHhh I'm cumming!" Cadance moaned as her orgasm rolled through her. Shining was rewarded for his efforts with a fresh gush of her sweet nectar. Cadance could feel her muscles squeezing and contracting, begging for a penis within her. The presence stretching her uterus neither feeling worse or better amid the storm. But it was certainly different. She opened her eyes and looked down. After a moment, she saw him rise, appearing just above the round horizon of her belly. His mane was a disheveled mess and his chin was dripping with her juices. He wore a smile she could see for a mile as he mouthed 'thank you' to her. "Oh no, thank you ," she breathed, still enjoying the aftershocks of her climax.
Shining worked his way up along her body, scaling her belly and leaning over to kiss her. She could taste herself on his lips, and she could feel him prodding against her beyond her line of sight. The mass between them prevented them from being able to embrace during intercourse in this position. He moved back down to bring the tip of his eager dick to her thoroughly wet pussy. He began to slid it inside, enjoying the snug fit. With her womb taking up so much space, it was crowding everything around it, making her vagina especially tight. But the weight of it was becoming a strain for her, making it increasingly difficult to breathe as he began thrusting.
Shining held her spread legs as he slid in and out of her, enjoying the view of her marehood stretched around his member. He played with her teats, giving her nipples some attention as he fucked her. He watched her enormous belly sway and jiggle each time his hips slapped against hers, its pendulous weight rocking up and down in time with each hump. It was hypnotic, like watching a lava lamp.
"Shining-" Cadance moaned, trying to get his attention. But he was lost, watching her body moving beneath him. "Shining!" Cadance cried. He looked up at her face. It was beet red as she huffed and puffed, struggling for air. Shining stopped immediately, pulling out and moving to aide her.
"Oh my gosh! Are you okay?" he asked. Cadance rolled onto her side, finding relief in the new position, breathing normally once again.
"I'm okay now," she said. "I just needed to get onto my side. I'm getting too big to be on my back like that anymore," she explained. She lifted one of her legs, bidding him to resume what he had started.
"Okay then. If you're sure that you're okay."
"Your concern is duly noted. Now please finish fucking me," she said, her hormonal lust still raging. Shining obediently did as he was told, getting back into position. He straddled her leg on the bed, holding her other up with his hoof as he realigned himself with her pussy as he scooted closer. After a few minor adjustments, he found it quite easy to take her in this new position. Better, quite in fact, given her new body shape.
No longer having to compete with his legs and stomach colliding with her butt and belly respectively, he was able fuck her deeper than ever before. Cadance was thoroughly enjoying the new position as well, feeling his dick entering her from a completely different angle, hitting all of her inner surfaces in a fresh way, stimulating her with a myriad of new pressures and frictions. Cadance clutched her pillow as he plowed into her with new gusto. Free of the weight of her belly on her, she was able to enjoy it without its heavy burden crushing her.
From the new angle, Shining's dick completely filled her. She could feel him bottoming out in her inner depths as his groin smacked directly against her wet pussy. Shining released her leg, taking instead her belly in his hoof, running it along her curvature, watching her laying on her side in profile as he fucked her, taking in the shape of her pregnant body. He could not have predicted months ago that it would have been such a turn-on for him. Yet here he was, harder than ever at the sight. Indeed, Cadance could feel his ridged member, as big as she could ever remember, moving in and out of her. The textured, veiny surface running along her velvety walls. She could feel him swelling yet bigger.
"Cadie I'm- I'm-"
"Yes! Yes! Fuck me!" she cried, feeling her own orgasm building again along with his. He grabbed her leg for an anchor and redoubled his efforts. He could feel her tensing as well as him. The pressure in his balls reaching a breaking point. He could feel them tightening, pulling upward into him as his cock swelled and his head flared wide inside her. Cadance's eyes rolled back, feeling his flare stretching her love tunnel to its limits. "I'm cumming!" Cadance moaned again, her pussy practically vibrating around his shaft, her wetness squirting out around him as he pushed into her, soaking his crotch with her orgasm. It was the last straw.
Shining slammed it home, pulling her leg to him, pushing himself deeper. His cock pressed against her cervix, pushed her entire uterus. Cadance groaned in her orgasm feeling her entire abdomen shifting as he repeatedly slammed shock waves though with water in her womb. Pushing it deep one last time, his cum erupted inside her, mixing with hers. Each load trying to add to an already filled space, forcing its way out around his flared head.
Cadance struggled to turn her upper half to him as he leaned in to kiss her. To his dismay, he could not reach her without pulling out. He preferred to stay inside her for a while after. But the purpose of doing so was moot at this point, given her apparent condition. He pulled free with a wet 'plop' as their fluids rapidly spilled from her. He leaned over and kissed her as his semi-hard cock rubbed against her cutie mark on her flank, smearing it with his cum. For her kiss, it was a fair trade, he supposed.
"I'm looking forward to meeting our foal," he said as he snuggled, spooning her on the bed from behind. "But I have to admit, I'm going to miss this," he added, gently rubbing her belly.
"Really? I'm not," she said.
"Actually, yeah. I think it's sexy," he admitted.
"You're weird."
"Guilty." He nuzzled into her mane, falling asleep beside her, holding her in his hooves.
The last month of her 'pregnancy' was by far the most difficult for her. Each evening she went into the bathroom, both looking forward to, and dreading, her task.
It was always a relief at first, as she settled into the bathtub. She guided the hose into her vagina and connected it to the port in her cervix, opening the valve and intentionally letting the fluid empty from her. She looked forward to this moment all day. It was the one thing that was always on her mind.
Even 'pregnant' as she was, she still had to see to limited princess duties. She was given a specialized throne, recumbent for her comfort, while overseeing her Crystal Empire court. But as she listened to the prattling of the common folk discourse over property disputes, all she could think of in the back of her mind was getting the day over with as soon as possible so she could retire to her chambers, come here, into the bathroom, alone, to relieve herself of her burden.
Cadance laid her head back on the padded tub wall and let out a sigh of pleasure, feeling the water rushing out of her body through her vagina, letting her relax and breathe freely. But each evening it was a battle of willpower. Wanting nothing more than to just remain here, deflated. But knowing that she must refill herself, and more so. She sighed in dejected resignation, a break from her duty all too brief as she connected the other end of the hose to the water tap, turning it on.
"UNNGgggghh!" Cadance groaned, feeling herself being refilled with the warm water rushing inside, filling her body once more, watching herself re-inflating. She gripped at the sides of the tub, feeling herself stretching just a bit more, that familiar discomfort, before she closed the valve and disconnected the hose. She pulled herself up out of the tub, looking at her massive figure in the mirror. "Just a couple more weeks of this," she huffed, laboring for breath. "You can do this."
Finally, it was the big day. Cadance had rehearsed everything with Dr. Dova before. She had been looking forward to this greatly. She took a bucket of warm water and threw it on the bed. She put the bucket back in the closet and climbed into the warm wetness. She took a deep breath and braced herself.
"SHINING!" She screamed out. Shining came barreling through the bedroom door. "I think my water broke!" Shining looked at the wetness on the bed. It definitely didn't smell like pee.
"Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh!" Shining panicked.
"You have to get me to the maternity ward!" Cadance said, trying to stay in character. Shining, a stallion of action, wasted no time. To Cadance's surprise, he levitated her to him, carrying her in his magic as he ran in a dead sprint through the Crystal Palace, down the stairs, and out into the streets of the Crystal Empire.
It was not the Crystal Town, or even the Crystal City. It was the Crystal Empire . Nothing about it was small. And everything was far away.
Including the Crystal Hospital.
Shining sprinted through the streets. Cadance watched the crystal ponies looking on as Prince Shining Armor bolted down the road, levitating the pregnant, Princess Cadance along with him at full speed as though death herself was nipping at his hooves. Buildings and homes flew past them as Cadance wondered when he would tire himself out. His eyes watered, running into the wind. His leg muscles burned, and his horn ached from the constant use.
They passed several chariots, the drivers giving earnest chase, calling out after them, begging to assist the royal couple. Shining outran them all, stopping for nothing and nopony, hearing naught but the clatter of his hooves beneath him, and the thunder of his pounding heart in his ears. After endless minutes, the hospital came into view. Shining didn't slow by even an iota. If anything, he ran faster. His energy reserves long since depleted, his body defied all logic and reason, moving with unnatural speed, all but crashing through the main entrance of the hospital.
Before the receptionist could even react, he was already through the waiting room, navigating the halls by heart, diving in and out around ponies, trying to make way in the hall to avoid the charging unicorn. Cadance could see, upside down, the sign for maternity as Shining slammed through the double doors, screeching to a halt at last at a bed in one of the ward suites. And, with a surprising amount of grace in the wake of his brash charge, gently lowered her onto the bed, releasing her at last from his magic before instantly collapsing onto the tile floor. He gasped and wheezed, barely clinging to consciousness, unable to get the oxygen into his lungs fast enough.
"Your Highness!" Dr. Dova came rushing over with a cadre of nurses. "Quick, get him to the ER!" he shouted. The nurses scooped him up onto a gurney. With the stallion seen to, he turned his attention back to the princess, glancing at his watch. "You're early," he said. Cadance watch her husband being carried away. "Don't worry. He'll be fine. He's in good hooves. Lets take care of you," he said, rolling her to a private delivery room. "I bet you're looking forward to this," he said, closing the door to the suite behind them. He gave her a tube similar to the one she'd been using to fill herself. She took it in her magic and guided it inside as he brought over a large bucket. Cadance opened the valve and sighed, enjoying the feeling of the water pouring out of her one last time, draining into the bucket. Afterwards, instead of disconnecting the hose, the doctor wrapped it around his hoof.
"Okay, now brace yourself, you're going to feel a slight sting," he warned her. Cadance gripped the rails of the bed. "On the count of five, four- yoink!" He gave the hose a sudden tug, dislodging the flanged port from her cervix.
"OW!" Cadance felt a sharp pain rip through her abdomen, but it quickly passed.
"Sorry," he apologized, pulling the rest of the IUD out of her. "There. You're all done." Cadance righted herself and covered her modesty with her tail.
"So now what?" Cadance asked. The door to the suite opened. Princess Celestia and Luna walked inside, carrying a small bundle.
"Princesses," Dr. Dova greeted, taking a bow. Celestia nodded back. Luna addressed him back.
"Greetings once again to you, Ben."
"It'll probably be a unicorn," Shining mumbled into his oxygen mask. He was hooked up to a re-hydration IV in the ER, "You know, since we're all unicorns on my side of the family, and she's half unicorn." He took another labored breath. "But a pegasus would be cool too, somepony for her to teach how to fly..." He envisioned his wife and foal flying around the sky as he watched. The earth pony nurse gave him a look. Shining quickly amended himself. "Or an earth pony too! I have no problem with that." He put his hooves up in a I'm-totally-not-racist gesture. "I'll be happy no matter what."
Celestia opened the bundle presenting it to Cadance.
"Here you are. Your new foal!" she said. Cadance looked inside at her tiny unicorn filly as she flipped the wrappings off of her with her little wings.
"An Alicorn!?" Cadance gasped, "An alicorn baby? Where did she come from? How- How is this even possible?" she asked. Celestia furrowed her brow.
"You ask a lot of questions, Cadance. Not very charismatic. It makes you kind of an underhoof figure. I'm not really feeling a lot of trust. Not a lot of gratitude right now. I believe the words you are searching for are 'thank you' ."
"Um, thank you?" Cadance replied.
"You're welcome." Celestia said. The doors to the suite opened as a nurse pushed Shining in in a wheel chair, past Celestia and Luna on their way out. Celestia looked back, "Happy parenting."
Author's Note
Dr. Dova washed his hooves and hung up his white coat in his office. It had been an exciting day. "Dr. Dova?" Dr. Dova turned toward the purple pony addressing him. It was the Head-Nurse-soon-to-be-Doctor. "I think I've come up with a solution to cure Alicorn infertility," she said. She held up a small sample jar, filled with a white fluid. "And I have just the sample to test it with."
How to Fake Your Pregnancy (without really trying)
Princess Cadance paced nervously in the royal restroom of her palace in the Crystal Empire. Her eyes darting back and forth between the clock on the wall, and the tester on the bathroom counter. She picked up the box and re-read the text for the hundredth time.
"Allow two minutes for accurate results," she said quietly to herself, reading out load the instructions on the back of the Fool-Proof Foal Test. "Minus sign for negative, Plus sign for positive." She sighed, embarrassed for herself saying such an obvious thing aloud, and grateful that she was alone. "If after two minutes no symbol appears, try again." She waited and paced back and forth, willing time to advance faster. If ever she found out that she only had two minutes left to live, she would do another pregnancy test. Because these two minutes of waiting always felt like an eternity. The second hand on the clock made its next complete circuit around the circumference of the clock. She looked down at the test strip, waiting for the rest of the Plus symbol to appear, but it never came. It remained a single line, Minus.
"Damn," she cursed, tossing it into the waste bin with the others. She opened the door and stepped outside the bathroom, greeted by her waiting husband, Shining Armor. He was likewise pacing nervously in the living room. His pacing halted immediately as soon as the bathroom door opened. His breath held in his throat, as he looked to her eyes. Her eyes told him everything he needed to know. He didn't even have to ask anymore. They'd done this dance enough times before. He knew the answer was no. He walked over, wrapped his hoof around her and hugged her. She pressed her face into his chest.
"It's okay," he comforted, "We can always try again. I do like trying after all," he said with a sly grin, trying to give some levity to the situation. She gave a weak smile back, blushing.
"I do too. It's just that I really want a foal," she said.
"I know," he said, feeling powerless. He just held her. What could he say? To ask if they were doing something wrong would just be silly. It wasn't their fault. It's not anypony's fault when things like this happen. Or don't happen, in this case. She wanted a foal so badly. And he wanted for her to just be happy. "Maybe it's me," Shining said. He knew that some stallions suffered from infertility issues. He didn't like the idea that he could be one of them. But he wanted to be sure. "I'll make an appointment with my doctor."
"No, no you don't have to do that!" Cadance said. He hushed her, gently placing his hoof on her lips.
"Look it's okay. I just want to be sure. It's no big deal," he said, comforting himself, as much as her, with his words.
