Denclop's Return

"Well, I gotta use wot I'm given I guess..." Denclop said in the strong Trottingham accent, looking down at the tiny penis of this colt Pipsqueak, though knowing it could still used to spread her Gift...if just.

"Right, now..." Denclop said to herself, concentrating on where the Callings were coming from, and focusing her magic on the nearest one. As she did, she focused her teleportation spell, concentrating on the Calling mare as her focal point, where she'd teleport to. As she channeled magic into herself, her eyes grew brighter, lighting the whole small room before—

flash

—she'd arrived.

~

As she looked around, she could distinctly tell it was a mare's room, judging by the scent of one so prevalent here, as well as the ever-so-distinct scent of a mare's heat, making her young vessel's small pole twitch on reflex to it. She found what she'd arrived in was likely a bed,  judging from the soft cloth and what must have been a mattress beneath her. As she felt a warm body beside hers, she instinctively cuddled up against it, burying her muzzle into the soft fur of what turned out to be a pony's belly; a pony's belly that smelled distinctly like a mare-in-need. A mare to be Gifted.

"Oi Pip, did'ya 'ave a bad dream again?" a motherly-sounding voice suddenly asked from right next to her, followed by a muzzle nuzzling into her vessel's mane. It wasn't unpleasant by any means, but wasn't the kind of affection Denclop was used to; her usual cuddling happening after she'd Gifted her mare, never before.

The colt whom this body and mind originally belonged to reacted very quickly to the voice, and with a few more memories read, Denclop  looked up at her. Her coat was brown-and-white-splotched as his was, but she was very much a larger mare than him, her mane also a light-brown as his was. As she looked into the dark brown eyes that mirrored his, Denclop could read a love for her vessel, but not a sexual love.

A motherly love.

Oh by the Sun, this was his mother!

~

"Pippy, did y' 'ave a bad nightmare again?" the mare, clearly this Pipsqueak's mother, asked again, making Denclop panic. What was she supposed to do? she was trapped in this mare's embrace, and couldn't Gift her like this! She'd used all of her energy teleporting that one time, and knew it would take a long time for such a weak vessel's, and especially a pre-pubescent Earth-Pony colt's, passive magic to charge enough for her to use it to 'blink' again or to use magic to breed this mare and strengthen her vessel's own seed, her own magic yet too weak so soon after tethering to him to be of any use.

She suddenly felt the mother wrap her son tightly in a hug from behind, nuzzling into his mane again. "Ahhh, mum?" Denclop said in the colt's voice, the mare's heated scent making the colt's instincts run wild, his tiny penis throbbing into the blankets, She decided to try to entice this mare as well as she could;

"Oi ma, wot's 'at smell?"

Not her best line.

Suddenly, the mare tensed. "Oh, uh son, 'at's...well, we gotta 'ave a talk luv." The mare sat up, and pulled a book out from under the bed. "Y'see son, yer at an age where yer body's startin' ta change, an' yer noticin' things that y' used t' not. Y'see son, what y' smell is me. It's my body's way of tellin' stallions...I'm ready to have a foal. You see, with this book, I'll teach you all about it..."

~

Two hours later, and with a very long and detailed sex-education lesson out of the way, Denclop once more lay on the bed with the colt's mother, feeling his erection throbbing even more after the vivid descriptions of breeding, his tiny prick clearly not having been noticed by his mother at all during the two hours of pure sexual torture toDenclop.

"'Ey mum?" Denclop asked.

"Yes luv?"

"Would it be possible for us to...mate?"

The gentle petting on his mane stopped, the mare giving a quiet moan, then shuddering lightly at the invitation, her heat indeed a strong one. Her lips parted, her eyes lidded and she then give her answer....

"OI WAT ARE YA, A BLOODY MOTHERFUCKA?!"

Happy April Fools Day!