Home Sweet Shy

Dinner was muted, and only a touch bit awkward. Shy herself had settled on a plate of carrots and penne in a light sauce, but the Breezies all had their separate tastes. She had ordered four different plates of food, then locked the door, and then finally, stripped herself fully naked, laying back and telling them with a bit of a firm voice. "We have privacy now. And I'm not pushing broccoli into my nipples. Please, come on out and eat."

And out they finally came. Bit by bit, breezes began emerging from her teats, and from between her folds, the mare's eyes closing as she felt them moving about and leaving her body. Bit by bit, the rounded surfaces that were her breasts and her belly, began to shrink down as they were vacated, causing the mare to breathe a private sigh of relief.

She was never completely 'emptied' however. She could feel one or two stragglers still remaining in her bust and womb, and it was only once some had finished eating, and decided to wiggle their way back inside her, that these lagging pixies would leave in turn to eat. The breezies inhabiting her balls had made no move to leave at all, but considering what Seabreeze had told her earlier, she didn't doubt that they were comfortable where they were.

Speaking of, Seabreeze himself had also come out, obtained a spear of broccoli, and then retreated to perch on her shoulder again as he ate, eyes watching the rest of his flock like a hawk. It wasn't until a few minutes had passed that he paused in his munching to turn and look upon the pegasus. "Yuu doin' alright, Gastheer?"

Fluttershy had her mouth full, so she took a second to swallow before responding. "S-so far. I think I'm getting used to it... I still think you should have sat down and told me what being a Host involved, before having me sign."

Seabreeze rubbed his forehead. "Ah knoo, ah knoo, ah made th' ropes an' noo they be makin' 'emselves a noose t' hang mee from." He gave a sigh as he leaned back on her shoulder. "It steel surprises mee doe. Did y' knoo, they actually gave me a booklet, on recruitin' Gastheers? Had all theese things on how t' convince one t' goo along, or how t' pick a good'un from a baddie, or how t' knock one oot withoot hurtin' 'em. Th' library's full o' Gastheer topics, like how t' caare for a sick one, how t' heelp 'em in relationships, an' of course th' stories, /toons/ stories, some of th' worst ones t' let a flock down, an' some 'bout th' greatest gastheers who eva leeved, carried breezies for years, protectin' th' Beeg Wind 'emself, pullin' oof th' moost amazin' mooves with a flock o' breezies inside 'em th' whole time-..."

A suspicion that had been lurking in the back of her mind began to blossom in full as she listened to Seabreeze continue on and on about Hosts. When there was a pause, she finally found it in her to ask. "Every breezie knows about Gastheers, don't they? It's part of your culture."

He nodded exuberantly. "Yah, eet's pretty beeg in our world. Aye reemember takin' mah feerst heestory lesson in theerd grade on th' five moost famoose Gastheers in all of Breeziekind. Eets a rare breezie that doon't knoo what a Gastheer even is."

She nodded in turn, before she asked her next question. "... how surprised were you, when I told you the first time, that I had no idea what being a Gastheer involved?"

The pixie cocked his head, and opened his mouth to answer, before pausing. A light very slowly began to dawn in his eyes. "... I-I... W-weel, like I said, I thought you knuu, at th' time. I thought every beegjob knew that..."

Shy slowly shook her head. "In all my reading and watching about breezies, I've never seen or heard a word about Gastheers. I honestly had no idea, and I don't think very many other ponies in Equestria know about it either."

He slumped on the spot as he took in that information. "Meegan Ferdinand... I-If that's... th-that's a leetle hard t' take. I-It's just soo common amoong th' Breezies, that eet's..."

"It's a cultural thing. It really was a misunderstanding." she said, understanding it now herself. "It was so common among the Breezies that you just assumed that naturally, everyone else outside your world also knew about it. That's why you didn't see it as 'forcing', and it's why you thought we had talked about it already. We had our wires crossed the entire time."

Seabreeze drew his arms and legs together, his hand going into his tunic to retrieve a particular folded bundle of paper. "Eef that's th' case... thees paper yuu signed, was a trap." An actual expression of guilt overtook his features. "Aye made yee sign this, thinkin' yuu'd at least heard a bit aboot th' role... but if yuu nevar deed in th' first place... a-ah shoold prob'ly rip thees up. What aye deed waasn't right, an' if wee'd just-"

To his surprise, a massive yellow hand reached up, and pressed at the piece of parchment with a finger, holding it to his chest. "A misunderstanding, Seabreeze. But I understand it a bit more now... even if it was a bit late." She offered him a smile, before withdrawing her hand. "If you want to make it up to me... then how about answering some of my questions, about the role of the Host?"

He stared at her, before nodding mutely, and putting the contract back into his outfit. "W-what would yuu like to knoo?"

"Tell me about the first Gastheer. You said that it was actually their suggestion?"

"That's right. Meeny centuries agoo, there was a mother breezie, knoon as 'Th' Queen', who was pregnant, what became seperated from her flock. Shee was found by a mare, whoo wee known oonly as 'Honey'. As frageele as Th' Queen was, Honey waas afraid tuu even touch'er, and had nuu idea hoow to get th' Queen back to her flock, before she started havin' her babies.

"An' then, shee had th' thought, for those babies t' go from one womb, to another. Shee invited Th' Queen to take sheelter inside her own belly, while shee looked for th' flock. Eet was accepted, and th' bonnie kelda climbed aboard her, just in time tuu. Even while Honey looked for th' rest of the Breezies, Th' Queen went into labor, and began givin' birth, inside her host's womb."

"N-new lives, beginning inside her!" Fluttershy spoke with a touch of awe in her voice. "Did it take them very long, to find the flock?"

"Weell, th' flock was on th' last leg o' eets journey tuu bring pollen back tuu Highweend Lake. Honey found their trail, but could nevar catch up. It took her three weeks t' finally reach th' lake itself, and th' Hole in th' Wall. By theen, she had a happy bouncin' family o' Breezies, all in her belly."

"They... they weren't full-grown already, were they?" Shy rubbed a cheek in thought.

"Oh nuu, wee may gestate fast, but wee duun grow up in a single week." He shook his head, a smile upon his face. "They took 'em out an' eentoo th' village, and th' Queen mayde sure t' promise, that wee wuuld nevar forget th' service an sacrifice of Honey, for offering her body up for safety, and becoming th' first Gastheer."

"Wow..." she replied, sitting back in her seat as she took the tale in. "So... originally, it was just the womb? None of, you know, this?" She gestured at her bust, the presence of a couple breezies still lurking within them never far from her mind.

"Ootheer parts came aboot layteer. Wee've had both stallions an' mares be gastheers, as time went on. Some weere willin'. Some had backed oot last minute, like aye said b'fore. Otheers were... weel, thoose were desperate times, an' they're noot luuked on kindly by th' rest o' Breeziekind. Eeven doe wee were told eet's steel a tried an' truu method."

"Knocking a pony out, and then climbing inside them?"

"That's thee one. An' yuu... well, yuu had fainted, soo it mayde things easier, gettin' settled in..." the guilty look had resurfaced on his face, as he rubbed the back of his head. "Guess wee're noo better than those oother flocks, were wee?"

She didn't respond to that immediately, instead lifting her tea and taking a moment to sip from it. At length, she spoke up. "You were desperate... and in such desperate times, creatures do rash things... I've seen it way too often, you know. Starving mothers, hurting manticores, lost birds... But that doesn't automatically make them bad, or evil." She turned her head to the side to gaze at him again. "And fathers who leap at what his culture says, is the correct option, for a chance to reunite with his family... well... I think I can learn to forgive them." This was punctuated with a soft smile.

Seabreeze let out a sigh of relief, before looking over to his comrades, still milling around the plates of food. "A beet too late fur animal cages... but eef you'd rather wee didn't-..."

Fluttershy shook her head. "Supposing we'd sat down and had it explained to me beforehand... I think I would have been okay with it. So, no, don't worry about that. You can all keep... keep living inside me, for the time being. It's only till we get to Highwind Lake, after all. And I think I can hold on for that long."

He nodded once, before climbing onto his hooves. "Weell, weeth this room, wee've definitely got a loot more privacy than befoore. Maybe wee wouldn't have t' stay cooped up inside all thee time-"

No sooner had he said that, than the train went over another rough set of rails. The plates in the floor jumped, and food and breezies went flying everywhere, a yelp of surprise rising from many throats. At the sudden upset, many faeries immediately hovered over to Fluttershy, clinging to her body, some even positioning themselves to climb back inside.

"O-oh my goodness." she breathed, as the flock gravitated back towards her. "N-Now now everypony, let's calm down. You're going to get bumps like these on train rides. There's nothing for you to worry about, really-"

*knock knock*

Her head shot up to the door. From behind it, the voice of that grey stallion sounded. "You okay, ma'am? Coulda sworn this track wasn't this rough last time we were through here. Everything alright?"

"O-oh yes, I'm... a-ah!" were the only words she managed to get out of her mouth, as the breezies were all now in a panic to get back inside her. She found herself falling back in her seat, as the tiny bodies clustered around her nipples and groin, feeling the minute limbs pressing in and climbing into her flesh, sometimes two of the little ponies trying to squeeze through at once!

"Oh gosh, that didn't sound good. Are you sure you're alright?" came the voice again, rather worried this time. "I-I have a key, if you need any help-"

"No! No, I-I'm perfectly fine!" she called back, trying to keep her tone level despite the dozens of faeries cramming themselves into her every orifice. Below her nose, she watched as her breasts bit by bit, expanded and stretched with every Breezie that entered her nipples. And her hands on her belly, felt the gentle swelling of her stomach, as a rushed parade of feathery sensations hurried up her vagina and through her cervix, her womb stretching to make room. She gave another light gasp as one breezie opted for the closest entrance to them, and dove down into her flaccid cock.

"Ma'am? Really, it's no problem for me to-"

"I'm in the shower!!"

There was a pause of quiet from the other side of the door, which Fluttershy used to motion to Seabreeze. The small stallion nodded, and then flew down to her breast, before sliding a hand down into her teat, diving into the safety of her titflesh. As he was the last breezie to enter her, the pegasus decided it safe to attempt to stand up, and grope for her skirt. "I-I'd just slipped, is all... I didn't fall, thankfully, just, getting steady's a bit of c-challenge..."

"... well all right, if you say so, ma'am." came the gentlecolt's voice again, a befuddled tone to his words. "But if you need anything at all, don't hesitate to tell me. Okay?"

"A-alright, sir!" she called out again, steadying herself against the wall. "T-thank you for checking on me, though!"

"No problem at all, Miss Shy. I'll be close by!"

The padding of footsteps sounded from behind the door, and faded into the distance, before Fluttershy finally breathed a sigh of relief. Letting go of the wall, she balanced herself with her increased mass once again. For being a bunch of featherweight pixies, they were all so heavy once inside of her. "He's gone. You can all relax now."

She felt and saw the gentle pulses and bumps rising and falling beneath her skin in response, her hands coming up to rub the side of one breast and the top of her belly in calming, soothing motions. A single stirring in the base of her cock caused her to bite her lip, as she felt that one wayward breezie climb back up and out of her urethra. She couldn't see over the immense shelf that was her bosom, but she could hear and feel the little one take wing, and fly up to her face, revealing themselves to be a lavender pixie, with a white mane. She got the distinct feeling that they were a colt.

"Min fargen." he apologized, blushing brightly, before gathering himself and attempting to speak Equestrian. "Waaz ze roong plays foo meegan."

She couldn't find it in her to even be annoyed. "It's okay. I understand that you were all scared. But, I'd really appreciate it, if you would all do that calmly and orderly, in the future? That, uhm..." She reached up to rub a nipple. "That kinda hurt."

The small pony covered his mouth in surprise. Within her body, she felt motions of similar shock or embarrassment transpire. He floated down to her nipple, but instead of attempting to enter it like she expected, he instead took the nub of flesh in both hands, and leaned forward to kiss it instead. Once again, that bright, tingling sensation that she had experienced on her nose, blossomed from the spot, her nipple stiffening up in response.

She closed her eyes for a brief second. So I WASN'T imagining things. she mused to herself, before looking at the colt again. "T-thank you, little... uhm..."

"Flaffi Muus." he offered.

"Flaffi Muus. Thank you, very much." Her hand now moved under him to scoop and hold him, her eyes taking in both him, and the fading light outside the window, the sun having dipped well below the horizon. She also eyed the state of the room, spying the bits of food still littering the floor. "Oh dear. Well... some of it is still on the plates. I-if anyone else is still hungry...?"

Flaffi shook his head, while numerous movements within her bust and belly echoed the same sentiment. "O-okay. Well... I need to clean this up then, before we go to bed."

"I heelp!" the little colt piped up, fluttering down to the floor and picking up an errant pea. "I kleen. Weel duu heelpin min Gastheer!"

Once again she found herself touched. That wasn't the end of it either, as wriggling broke out within her breasts. She leaned back and watched with surprise as two more breezies from her left, and a single breezie from her right, emerged from her nipples, wings extending as they joined the purple pixie in the floor, the lot of them joining their voices to a chorus of "Alles om heelpin min Gastheer!"

She stood there in shock for only a second, before moving forward as well, getting onto her knees to pick up a plate and piling upon on while she thought. They may be flighty and reckless, but they really don't mean any harm. To think that they would willingly come out to help me with things, wherever I am... she blushed a little. Beyond them living inside of me... a pony could get used to this.

Together with her assistants, it didn't take long for the floor to be cleaned. Once that was done though, all four sprites converged upon her again, alighting on her exposed bust. "Thank you, so very much." she spoke to them. "If everyone's ready, I really think it's high time we went to bed...?"

She had been hoping, again, that the remaining breezies inside would climb out to be tucked in. But this appeared not to be the case, as the four breezies chittered to each other, before pressing their antenna to the surface of her mammaries, and chittering some more. Inside them, she could feel minute vibrations that felt as if others were speaking as well, voices vibrating through her flesh.

Blushing brightly, the pegasus looked down at them. "Y-you... you use your antenna to talk to each other... while inside me?"

"Yah!" Flaffi Muus chirped, before turning to his comrades, chittering in his native tongue, Fluttershy translating in her head. "We've an imbalance since the scramble, only seven in her left. Got to keep the Host even!"

She found herself leaning against the wall again, as once more, their wings retracted as fingers stretched the pores on her nipples wide, climbing inside her tits once again. The purple pony was the last one in, entering feet first as he climbed inside, pausing long enough to squeak at her "Goeden nacht, min Gastheer!", and plant another kiss upon the flesh of her nipple, before pulling his head fully inside.

She let out a sigh, the squirming in her breasts coupling with the glow from that latest kiss to briefly wash over her mind. Gathering herself again, she looked down at her full and occupied body, before smiling again. "I guess I'm the bed too then, huh?" A gentle vibration was all she got in answer.

The rest of her waking time was spent making use of the small washroom attached to the compartment, before brushing her teeth, and then finally tossing back the covers. Brief memories arose of the one time Dash had caught her sleeping in the nude, and a blush arose to her cheeks again. That was how she usually bedded though. And she did so again, slipping into the sheets in the buff, a hand going up to turn out the cabin light as she got good and settled.

"Goodnight, Seabreeze... Flaffi... everypony." she whispered, her hands roaming her increased curves beneath the covers one last time, feeling a fluttering like butterflies in answer. "Goodnight. Sleep tight, and sweet dreams~"

It was a warm summer day, and Fluttershy was dressed to enjoy it, a long sheer sundress draped around her form. She was feeling adventurous, and was expressing that with the fact that her dress had a long, sloped neckline, displaying well over a foot of her own cavernous cleavage.

There were other reasons she was risking such a display. She was standing at the sidelines of a road with many other ponies. There was a tied-wing pegasus race going on, where the fliers showed there was more to them than their wings. A bunch of pegusai were running down it now, coming towards her.

She was not surprised to see that Rainbow Dash was in the lead. Dear Rainbow Dash, whom she had known since they were fillies, a pony who was almost like a second sibling to her now. Behind her jogged Thunderlane, followed by Flitter, Bulk, and a number of other pegasi. Even dear Derpy was in the running, her crosseyed face bearing a look of determination.

And then she saw that Dash was actually neck at neck with another pony for the lead. And her heart jumped as she saw who it was.

Lithe and toned, electric blue mane flying wild, Cloudchaser was putting in every ounce of effort to outmatch the rainbow pegasus. Muscles strained, tendons stretched, sweat dripped from her jaw. And around her hips, her shorts were unbuckled at the very top. There was no way they could be buckled, stretched as they were around a monstrous bulge that was twice the size of Fluttershy's own. Despite this unwieldy organ, the mare was keeping pace with Dash, straining to get ahead, even if it was just by a nose...

A still frame, of Cloudchaser breaking the finish line just ahead of Dash.

A wreath around her neck, and a big, golden trophy were in her hands a split second later, her face beaming with pride. She saw both her hero and Dash joking for a short bit, before she finally stepped forward, a bouquet of roses in her hands. When the weathermare finally caught sight of her, a flutter passed through her body, a shy smile and blush upon her cheeks as she presented Cici with a prize of her own... herself.

Next thing she knew the athlete's strong arms were around her, the aroma of her clean sweat filling her senses. Shy could not help but giggle as she pressed herself into the other mare, feeling those hands explore her backside, that enormous bulge pressing against her own stallionhood, feeling that wonderful pony's muzzle diving down to explore her exposed cleavage...

The crowd was gone, and they were no longer outside in the sun, but inside, naked, on her bed. Cloudchaser now took her immense breasts fully into her hands, and the yellow mare could not help but sigh in happiness as she felt those masses being fondled, adored, worshiped. A tingle overtook them as those digits dug in, as lips danced over them to nip and kiss and suck, her mammaries shivering with pleasure from all the attention.

And downstairs, she paid her own cock no mind, as the monster that was Cici's own rubbed up against it and over her belly, fully erect and throbbing. Shy was not a herm. She was a mare. More than that, she wanted to be Cloudchaser's mare. She wanted that cock inside her, filling her, and giving her many, many foals, enough so that she would unmistakably become a mother, now and forever. To be full of life.

The periwinkle pegasus had her eyes shut, as she rubbed her toned body along Fluttershy's much softer curves, her cock sandwiched between the both of them. Her motions were picking up speed, becoming more frenzied as heat built up between them. She could feel butterflies erupting in her belly, in her beasts, even in her own balls as they neared release, simply from grinding against each other. If this felt this good, how would the actual sex be like?

She caught her lover's eyes, and the both of them leaned their heads forward as they readied for a kiss, even as the jostling began to grow stronger, and stronger...

... and that was when her eyes flew open, suddenly confused, as she realized that even though Cloudchaser was now gone, the jostling was still going on.

Sleep clinging to the corners of her vision, she groped around for the lightswitch. There was something going on with her body, and even though she wished to return to her rather pleasant dream, all this... movement...

Th-the Breezies! What's going on?!

She found the switch, and flicked it on. Tossing the covers back in a panic, she then let out a gasp.

Her breasts were writhing, their surfaces a flurry of activity as they jostled back and forth upon her ribcage, standing up and swaying to and fro of their own accord. Beneath them, she could feel her belly undergoing similar motions, rocking back and forth.

Inside of them... she could feel it, the Breezies were doing anything but resting. There were whirling sensations, rhythmic sensations, pounding sensations, going on inside both her breasts and her womb.

"Oh goddess... o-oh my goddess!" she cried out, as her massive mammaries seemingly levitated off of her ribcage, and hung in the air and undulated, the vibrant actions of so many breezies at motion within her soft, sensitive titflesh crashing over the bulwark of her sanity once again. "Seabreeze! Seabreeze, what's going on?! What's happening?!"

She couldn't tell if he was responding, any motion lost amongst the sea of activity that was her bust. But at length, she felt her nipple twitch, before a blue hand stuck itself out. The rest of this was followed closely behind by the rest of Seabreeze's tiny upper torso. An upper torso that was conspicuously unclothed.

"Aye'm heer!" he announced. "Bye th' beeg weend they doon know when t' quit!"

"What's going on?!" Fluttershy demanded, panic obvious in her voice. "What are the Breezies doing?! They're not... fighting inside me, are they?!" She looked down at her body again, now witnessing the motions dying down some, probably due to their realizing their Host was awake now.

"O-oh... oh, that, uhm. Scared ye, deed it?" The small stallion sounded breathless, and embarrassed. "N-noo, there was nuu fightin' gooing on. Fluttershy. Just, uhm... d-deed wee wake you?"

"I should say so!" Her eyes were wide as she sat herself up on her elbows. "I thought everyone was going to sleep! Whatever's happening, it was enough to wake me up in a panic! And I was having a really good dream too!"

"E-eheh... y-yeah." He rubbed the back of his head. "W-wee could teel that much."

The way he said those words struck a different kind of alarm in her head. She was very still as she asked. "Y-you breezies can't... see inside my dreams, can you?"

"Oh nuu, our magic ieesn't aneewhere neer that strong. But afteer a while, wee are sensiteeve, tuu th' moods o' th' Gastheer... a-and wheen our Host starts feelin' one way... eet doon't take long for th' flock t' feel th' same way as weel..." He pressed his fingers together, a blush of his own beginning to build upon his face.

The pegasus's brain was having trouble processing this. She didn't even know if she did want to process it. She forged ahead however, her voice keeping its same tone, even as an expression of dread crept upon her face. "Seabreeze... what is everybreezie doing?"

The pixie bit his lip, before taking a breath. "Weel... wee knoo yuu was havin' a guud dreeam, cause yoor body was reeactin' tuu it. An' when th' other breezies started peekin' up on eet... an eetsy-beetsy, teeny-weeny leetle orgy might've brokeen out?" He finished this with an apologetic grin.

She stared at him for a long second, before turning her head to look back down at the breasts that were currently bigger than her head. At the breasts that currently housed twenty breezies, who were in the process of moving around. With motions that were shaking, swaying, pulsing, pumping, pounding-

Her face flooded red as her eyes shrunk into pinpricks, turning to stare at Seabreeze again as she spoke, her voice now a high-pitched squeal. "They're having sex inside of me!!?"

"Wee can't heelp eet!" he exclaimed. "Yuu started eet! Yuu were horny, eet made th' reest o' us horny too!"

"I was asleep!!" she retorted, before giving a gasp as the activity within her body began to pick up again, motions that she could now register in her mind, as that of Breezies relentlessly fucking each other or masturbating furiously, all while still buried deep within her flesh.

Her arms went up to try and corral her bouncing boobs and the orgies going on inside them. "O-oh goddess please, that's so wrong! D-don't, please... m-my womb!" she suddenly yelped, hands now flying down to the distended and squirming orb that was her belly. "Please, everypony, stop! You're going to get me pregnant!!"

Miraculously, the piston-like motions began to slow down, at least within her stomach. Seabreeze cocked an eyebrow at her belly, before turning around, still waist-deep in her nipple, to look at her again. "Geeting th' Gastheer pregnant? Aye doon't theenk that's eeven possible. Aye meen wee're verry guud at keeping cleean-"

"I don't care if it's possible or not, I don't want to risk it!" Shy enthused, her face still a beet red. "You're all mating, inside of me! Being naughty and filthy! Even you!" Her eyes was looking at his shirtless torso up and down. "Don't think I didn't notice! I thought you were a family colt?!"

"Aye ahm, beleeve me! Aye've nevah meesed Seacoral more than noo! Aye've-!" he cut himself off, hands going up to his temples as he closed his eyes, bringing himself back from the edge of a tantrum. "Okay... Luuk, aye'm sorree thees is happeneeng, but what can I duu? Aye can't teel them t' stop, they've all got a guud head 'o steem beelt up nuu, an' they won't calm doon teel they geet it out oof their syeestems!"

"That doesn't mean I have to like it." the pegasus replied, hands rubbing her belly breifly, before reaching one further down. "You had all been on your best behavior up until now! I'm surprised that the only ones who haven't been naughty, are the ones inside my ba-"

Her hand made contact with her equipment, and she had to pause. To her chargin, she found that her stallionhood was at half-mast, a leftover from the earlier dream she was having, the dark organ tenting the sheets with at least ten inches of semi-erect flesh. But that wasn't the most odd thing, both hands now going down even lower to investigate what she had just found.

Her testes had somehow become bigger. Whereas she had boarded the train with ones the size of coconuts, these nuts had now become cantelopes, stretching out the skin of her sac tightly around them. Her fingers running over their surfaces, she could also feel that they were bulging in rather unusual ways too, ways that she couldn't even begin to describe. Haltingly, she voiced the first question in her mind. "Did anybreezie... relocate, down into my balls, while I was asleep?"

If her occupants responded, it was lost over the actions of them making merry inside of her. Seabreeze for his part donned a look of confusion. "Aye doon't theenk so... Why duu yuu ask?"

"They feel... bigger. Fuller. Like more breezies are inside them now than there were before." She cupped them in her palms, cradling them gently. "Heavier too. Actually now that I think about it, they were feeling heavy, earlier today... S-Seabreeze, d-do you mind, if... uhm... I-if you can s-see if..."

He nodded, bracing his hands against her teat. "Aye'll luuk een on them an' see what's gooin' on." he stated, proceeding to pull himself out the rest of the way.

Fluttershy was not prepared for the sight of a naked cock exiting her own nipple. As he stood up straight atop the curvature of her breast before taking wing, she couldn't help but allow her eyes to roam over his bare form for the first time. That dark blue member was an inch and a half in length, which when compared to his six-inch-tall form, seemed fairly large on him. Without his tunic, she could see slight definitions of muscle upon his arms and legs. And upon his torso, was the barest shade of a six-pack... each one the size of a pinhead, but the effect was still the same, as the yellow mare felt a new wave of heat coming over her face and body at the combined sight.

Seabreeze paid no mind to this attention as his wings extended, and took to the air, waiting while she pulled the sheet the rest of the way off to expose her cock. He descended and alighted upon it, pulled in his wings, and then proceeded to slip down feet-first into her urethra.

She did her best not to dwell upon the fact that his own member was now inside hers, as she felt the bottom of her shaft bulge around his form, traveling down, down into the base. She felt one tunnel down there stretching wide, and then the sensation of something pressing into her left testicle, causing her to bite her lip, fingers grasping the fabric of her blanket, not even the sensation of the other breezies still banging each other inside her enough distraction. A gentle vibration issued from her sac, one that she registered as speech. They were talking.

The pressure eased up, but then reemerged in her right teste. That was Seabreeze looking in on them, she knew now. The vibrations were rather strong, she wasn't able to recognize words like this, but she could tell that there was something going on there, of voices being raised.

Many seconds passed, before she felt the base of her cock bulge, the small stallion now working his way out. Again she braced herself, sitting herself up straighter to watch the opening on the head of her penis pulse, before Seabreeze's head emerged from it, arms and body and legs not far behind. He sat perched upon the tip, wiping his forehead, a long face upon his features as he muttered in his own tongue "May the goddess of the sun have mercy upon our souls."

She didn't like the sound of that. "W-well...?"

He took a breath, before facing her. "Soo... aye have guud nuws, and bad nuws. Th' guud nuws ees, noo breezies have mooved aboot anywheere."

She nodded, hand still clutching the covers. "A-and the bad news?..."

"... eeach an' every breezie that took up in yoor testes, wuz a mare. All eight o' them. An' bye nou, they've been sittin' in seemen fur almoost tweenty hours..."

A pit opened up in the bottom of Fluttershy's stomach. She sat up completely, craning her neck over to actually look at her own balls, seeing how big they'd become, how full they'd become, with...

"Oh goddess, no... d-don't tell me that..."

"... they're preegnant, Fluttershy. An' yoo're th' father. So, uhm... congratulations?"

"...Oh no. Oh goddess, no!" she cried out, staring disbelievingly down at her swollen jewels, a hand running over their surfaces again. The strange lumpiness to them, she now recognized as the outlines of swollen bellies pressing against their walls, four to a testicle. Bellies filled with breezie foals. Her foals.

She was a father.

Tears sprang unbidden to her eyes, as the full weight of what had happened came crashing down upon her. "My babies... they're carrying my babies! E-even Toadstool?"

He nodded. "Aye toold yuu b'fore, it dooesn't take loong, for a Breezie. An' them, they're bonnie keldas nou. They're goonna be havin' a lot of 'em."

"Th-they're gonna get even b-bigger?!"

"Aye, yoo can count on that."

She traced the outlines gingerly, both to avoid the tenderness of her balls, and to avoid harming the new mothers and their own cargo within them. "Oh goddess... I-I had no idea this could happen... did you? Did anyone?"

"Nuu, wee deedn't." the small stallion replied, taking wing again to fly up and perch upon her shoulder, his antennae twitching as he sensed her distress, the guilty expression on his face not going anywhere soon. "Aye doon't theenk anyone waas expectin' eet... but it doon't change th' fact that it deed happen..." he cocked his head, worried. "Questeen ees, are yuu gonna bee alright, Gastheer?"

"... First, you all having sex inside me... and now, I'm a father. I'm a /father/." she replied, mostly to herself, her hand never leaving her balls as she leaned back into her bed, a hollow tone to her voice. "Eight breezie mares, all of them impregnated, by me, with my own foals... so many foals... and I'm taking you all home. When you'll leave. And those foals will never see their father, ever again...

"I don't know, Seabreeze. I don't know what to do."