Cheerilee finished her class for the day, letting the little foals go a bit early. Looking back over her body, she sighed. Her belly had a slight bump to it that was a constant reminder of what Big Mac had done. "I just wish he would come and talk to me…" Her voice was soft but other ponies heard it.

"What about if you went to him?" Twilight stepped in, her own midsection bulging quite a bit more than Cheerilee's. "We were just on our way and I think seeing you would help him a lot."

"But I…" Cheerilee slumped down into her chair. "I just want to talk to him, even just to see his face." The mare sighed.

"Then come on with us." Applejack stepped in and beside Twilight, surprising the teacher. "We kin get my kin to realize it wasn't his fault."

Cheerilee took a moment to parse the mare's speech but got the gist of it. "You really think so?"

Twilight nodded. "Yup. We were talking to Spike and he said that the biggest issue he had was thinking everypony hated him. He didn't go attacking Stormwalker, in fact it was quite the opposite, but he was still fairly beaten up about how much he thought everypony hated him."

It struck Cheerilee then, that if Big Mac had thought he had hurt her, how bad that would make him feel. She froze a moment. 'Did he hurt me?' her mind rolled over the thought in her head. She had slowly gained a little more memory of things that had happened. At the time, she had been very into what he offered. "He didn't hurt me."

Applejack stepped toward her distant kin and put a leg over her shoulder. "Then let's go tell him that."

The three trotted off together, two carrying foals and the third being the father of some. Musing on this got Applejack thinking. "Twi?"

Twilight stepped closer to her wife. "What's up AJ?" She kissed Applejack's cheek.

"Ah think I want to have a foal too." Applejack returned the nuzzle. With interest. "But I want Gel's, maybe yours too." She blushed a little. "Maybe one at a time though."

"You know he could get started on that when we get back. I am sure it will take a lot of work." Twilight shielded her words from being overheard, whispering them into the suddenly blushing AJ's ear. "You should ask him."

Cheerilee knew they were talking about private things, but to know what a princess would do, behind closed doors, was a little too delicious to ignore. She stepped aside to let them have a little more privacy, but her ears strained to hear as if her life depended on it.

The earth pony was so intent on hearing the princess' conversation that she bumped into the fence at the sign that announced Applejack's farm. There was a trembling inside as Cheerilee walked with them, she heard herself talk about unimportant things while she worried, practically shaking herself apart. "Cheerilee?" Twilight's voice cut through the disinterest the teacher had in the previous topic, whatever that was. "Cheerilee, he is in his barn." Twilight pointed to the building just in front of them.

"Come on, let's get this over with." Applejack marched into the lead, heading into the barn and knocking on the door to the little back-room that her brother lived out of. "McIntosh Apple, get your flanks out here this second."

Jumping a little, Cheerilee grinned a bit at the familiar tone of a sister for their brother. She felt a hoof push her gently to the side and she soon saw why. Big Mac opened his door and marched out, only seeing his sister at first and, by the time he saw not only Twilight but Cheerilee too, it was too late. AJ turned and bucked his door closed as quick as a flash. "Uh, hi Mac." The pink teacher waved a hoof at the bright red stallion. A sudden image of the pair of them, joined on her living room floor, made her blush almost the same color.

Big Mac glared back at his sister. He could probably overpower her and get back into his room, but doing so would hurt her and, with a princess to back her up, he doubted he would get in regardless.

"Mac…" Cheerilee stepped forward, and saw a sudden shock pass over the stallion's face. He was looking right at her side. "Yeah, about that night." She took a deep breath, closing her eyes. "Big Mac, it wasn't your fault, or mine I just… I love you, you oaf, I want to know you are okay." She opened her eyes to see tears falling from the big stallion's eyes. She couldn't stop herself moving closer and hugging him if she wanted to.

"I love you too…" Big Mac's tears were pouring down his face. "And look what I did…"

The admission only made Cheerilee hug the stallion she loved tighter and tighter. "You did this, and so did I. Neither of us were ourselves that night, but…" She began to feel moisture sting her own eyes. "It isn't fair, we should have slowly grown closer. Our first time should have been the best day of our lives."

"Eeyup." McIntosh wrapped both his forelegs around Cheerilee, pulling her tighter into the hug. "What can we do?"

Mac didn't get his answer verbally, but it did involve the mare's lips. His eyes went wide as he found himself kissing Cheerilee. Then he closed them and pulled her closer still. His eyes had a hard time pulling away from the mare in his forelegs, but he looked to his sister who was… gone. Closing his eyes, the stallion wept along with the mare, the pair of them secure in their love for each other, able to share the loss of their innocence together.

"We, uh, don't need our marriage enhanced, or repaired, or whatever it is you do. You understand." Twilight looked to her husband, his blue fur showing some blush around his cheeks.

"What my Velvet is trying to say is-" Night Light was cut off before he could explain.

"You want a little more fun? You want to try something different? You want to do something nopony but a changeling could do for you?" Sliver sat at the front desk of the hotel, dressed in a severe outfit that left no part of her body between her neck and ankles exposed.

The couple blushed but Twilight Velvet nodded to that. "I want my husband to screw me front and back!" She blurted it out so fast that Night barely got his hoof up to cover her snout before she got the last word out. "Mfmf!"

"It's perfectly alright." Sliver smiled, letting her fangs free. "But you understand there is a little risk of the stallion… well…"

"That is the other thing." Night blushed now, looking across to Twilight. "I want to see my wife taken by a changeling, screwed until she walks with a wobble and I want her pregnant to them."

Twilight swooned a little, leaning over and nuzzling Night. "That, all of that. But I want both of them first."

Sliver jotted down some notes. She had promised her special prince that she would not ply her craft, but this was not that craft. "I propose that things could be made a little spicier, if you like?" She had their full attention, both ponies were so intent on Sliver that she even got a little thrill of dominance. "Irony fills this, but I have a particular mare named Velvet, I am sure she would love to sink herself into your wife and sprout life within her. Her specialty is double-teaming mares, you see."

The words shocked both the unicorns. Twilight's mouth opened and closed a few times, her body already heating up at the mere mention that not only would this all happen, but that the pony who got her pregnant would be a mare. "I… I… I…"

Night kissed his wife to settle them both. "What my lovely mate is trying to say is that this would be perfect." He was already hard, he couldn't help it. Cuckolding was a fantasy of his that he was very much into, when recently he and Twilight had relaxed their guarded selves enough to find out that each shared the others kinks, well, they had been up all night playing and talking. And most of the next day.

"Now of course there will be no immediate payment. We understand that this is a more… long term deal. And also even dear Velvet would argue that you can't put a price in bits on a foal's life. So let's just say we have a little understanding." Sliver smiled, showing all of her two long fangs off.

Twilight looked at the fangs, not intimidated, she realized, but envious. "Um…"

Sliver paused before writing more. "Yes?" She smiled more, realizing the unicorn mare was focused on her fangs.

"I want her to bite me… and Night. I want… I want her to be rough about it." Twilight's mouth moved, words came out. Words she would never have said before, never have even thought, before seeing the changeling's fangs this close.

Night squeezed his wife, leaning in to kiss her ear. "I love you so much right now…"

Twilight turned to look at her husband, then she glanced down. "I can see that."

"We have a plan then, and suggestions of course. Miss. Velvet can be requested to do more things, as the fun unfolds, but those will be entirely up to her discretion." Sliver finished writing up the little contract and flipped it around. Normally, a simple agreement was all that was needed. This was a little more than their normal fare, and a foal would be involved.

"Oh, it needs to be this formal?" Twilight looked down over the agreement and signed it without argument. She passed it to her husband who didn't even look at it. "You trust me that much?"

Night kissed Twilight on the nose. "More than that, my clever filly."

Sliver pulled out a little rubber tube and pushed the contract into it. She turned to the side and dropped it into a tube and it was gone in a 'thunk' of air-pressure. "Velvet will be right out."

"Now?" Twilight's eyes flew open and she trembled a little. "But I'm not in…" Sure enough, a changeling mare opened the door and trotted out. She looked at the shaking unicorn and then to the stallion. "Is that…"

"This is going to be a fun one. You like… bites?" Velvet clacked her teeth, her long fangs on full display. "Follow me. Don't worry about it not being your time, we can work on that. This is an open-ended contract after all."

Night got to his hooves, legs trembling a little. The changeling mare seemed to act very much in control of things and it stirred him how much she seemed to boss his wife around. "She does, and I am very glad to hear that."

"I can see that. My name is Velvet, yours is Night and her's 'Mine'. We can both call her that for now." Velvet let a wash of green take her, but to the two unicorns her form didn't change until they were down the hallway and at a door. When Velvet turned sideways, Twilight saw what was hanging under her. The unicorn's pulse sped up at the sight of the shaft. She looked into Velvet's eyes and saw that the changeling knew exactly what she was looking at. "In you go, we are going to do things very backwards, I am afraid. Night, that mare's slit is off-limits to you until we can confirm her with foal, as part of your contract."

Perking up, his own shaft rock hard under him, Night nodded. "Of course! Wouldn't do to get her pregnant myself." The door was closed behind him as Velvet trotted in.

"And she gets to wear this." A collar floated over toward Night, held up in green magic. It had a tag on it that read 'Property of Velvet'.

"Can… can I put it on her?" Night was achingly hard now, he was practically giving his wife to this mare to… to breed. He got a nod from the changeling and trotted over. "Twilight, I am not allowed to breed you, only Velvet is." He held up the tag to show his wife and could smell the arousal of her. Using his magic, Night pulled the collar up and around Twilight Velvet's neck. He buckled it and then noticed something interesting.

Twilight heard a loud click come from the collar. "What was that?" She tried to look down at it but couldn't see the thing. She could feel it though, the thought of it being fastened up nicely making her body leak a little excitement.

"That was the lock. Your husband has given me ownership of your slit." Velvet turned from where she was getting an item from her cabinet. "And while I would love to trust him, I learned a long time ago to only trust a stallion to do one thing properly, and that is screw. So I have this." Velvet levitated the odd-looking dildo up. It looked green and had another 'Property of Velvet' tag hanging from a little ring in the base. "Allow me to demonstrate."

The slightest touch around her tail had the hair push up and to the side, Twilight was more than ready. Her mind circled around the vision she had gotten of the changeling's shaft, of how good it would feel. When something cool and thick was pushed into her instead, she let out a little whine. The sound grew into a cry when the shape swelled up inside her, growing too large very quickly.

"As you can see, this has a key." Velvet was demonstrating the 'mare lock' to Night Light. "With this in, you can't go catching your wife for a quick one. Mine."

Night's throat was dry, he nodded to the changeling. "Yours…"

Author's Note

Oh... oh my. So, recently I discovered myself to quite like cuckolding. Apparently Night Light does too. A lot.

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