Of Stallions and Mares

Button glanced around the banister of the stairs that led upstairs, staring at his mother as she folded laundry in between matches of Overwatch. Today she was wearing something pretty simple, a loose t-shirt and a loose skirt. There was a time when he thought she wore skirts to attract his eyes, but at this point, knew it was just that she didn’t like pants.

Not that he liked pants on her either though.

He slowly crept down the last few steps, rubbing the ring that was on his hand. It warmed at the attention, but didn’t say anything. Button was happy about that, as he was currently focused, and didn’t want anything to distract him or shake his confidence. He was not going to allow a repeat of last time, to say the least.

With another look around the corner to confirm that Love Tap was distracted by the start of another match, he walked in, trying out the mental commands his other two friends had used. Just a simple one, to get things started. “So, mom, mind if I help you out of those clothes?”

Love Tap glanced to her son, smiling for a moment, before her eyes glanced back to the television. “Close the blinds first and put the laundry away, and then you can play. You should know the rules.”

Button frowned for a moment. He knew the laundry one, as that was an extension of his need to do chores before he got to play video games, but the blinds was odd. Then again, with them open, anypony could see them fucking, and if she were to act like herself, she would be against Button getting into that level of trouble.

He smiled, his thoughts causing the clothes to swiftly dart past him, while the blinds slammed shut. Even when she was his mare to have, she still cared for her little colt. It was something that had been missing when he had done this last time, and he couldn’t thank his friends enough for helping fix that.

Button reached out with one hand, trying not to hesitate as it came steadily closer to his mother’s bosom. Love Tap glanced at his hand, causing him to stop, before she giggled at the gesture. “I’ll turn off the game after this match. Until then, why don’t you get me ready?”

The young stallion blinked for a moment, before he subconsciously caused everything below her waist to vanish. He didn’t care about that part, at least, not as much as he needed the other half of her.

His hands shot forward, grabbing ahold of her bosom as he took in a sharp breath. It wasn’t like last time. He wasn’t in a panic, or fearing that something might go wrong. Instead, he just… had them. Had his mother, who currently blushed, but didn’t shriek, yell, or hate him. The mare he’d always loved enjoyed his hands, instead of pushing him away.

Button’s hands loosened, knowing that there was no real reason to act so aggressively with them. In fact, it was kind of silly, especially since all it would do was hurt her. Unless… “Mom, um, how do you like to be rutted?”

Love Tap glanced at him again, before hitting her alt, and launching half the opposing team back to spawn with Death Blossom. “Well, I doubt you want to hear how I used to do it with your dad, so,” she paused to enjoy her son’s paling cheeks, “please, do as you feel is right, and I’ll correct as I see needed. That way you’ll learn how to treat other mares better, instead of just me.”

Button frowned, letting his fingers knead into the soft flesh. Sure, he had planned on getting other mares, but none of them actually mattered, not like Love Tap did. None of them had her naturally plump breast that could easily be laid upon, sink his fingers into, or make his mouth salivate like hers did.

Button pushed them up, the ring glowing for a moment before he felt them grow heavier in his hands. He didn’t dare let them lose any of their natural perkiness of course, but did squeeze harder against the new flesh, willing for more. The snap of something at Love Tap’s back was just confirmation of his order being fulfilled.

However, as Button rejoiced at the efficiency brought upon by his confidence, his mother frowned, all too aware of the statement that seemed to go ignored. She wouldn’t, or, possibly couldn’t pull her son’s hands away, but she was almost done with her match and laid back, pulling her chest farther away. “Button?”

The young stallions blinked a few times at the shift, before scowling. His mom should be loving this! So, if she did, why did she sound so annoyed? He moved his hands up, rubbing her nipples between his forefinger and thumb as the first sounds of the fabric she wore tearing came into earshot. “What? Was I doing it wrong?”

Love Tap took in a shuddering breath. Doing it wrong was as far from the truth as possible, as she was almost at the point of orgasm because of how sensitive Button had made her breasts. It wasn’t made any better by the fact that her shirt was rubbing against her massive bosom, now tearing in places so the air could kiss her cream breasts.

She took a sharp breath in, turning off the Colt-station as she tried to gather her thoughts. There was a part of her that didn’t want to. She wanted to give into thoughts that had built over the past ten years, ever since her husband had died. Wanted nothing more than to begin telling her son how better to fuck her.

But she was a mother, and her son’s betterment came before her pleasure.

Love Tap put her hands onto the side of her son’s face, looking deep into his eyes as she panted out, “I-I want to make sure I’m not it. I’ve always wanted you to reach out more to the world, and if that means making the video game harem you’ve wanted, at least I’ll know you have more than me and a controller. U-understand?”

Button smiled, now grinding his thumbs into her nipples, pushing them back down. Her bosom was so soft, but her words couldn’t help but make him think about the others he could have. His mom’s chest might be the best, but, like with his favorite games, it was still good to have variation from time to time.

He looked back up, smiling, not noticing as the sound of tearing fabric grew more and more. “Don’t worry mom, I plan to spend plenty of time with lots of other mares. Featherweight and Rumble will even help me with that!”

Love Tap let out a soft sigh. “I’m glad to hear that Button, and that you have two such amazing-”

Rip!

They both looked down as the last of Love Tap’s shirt ripped open. The two halves fell beside her before the older mare giggled. “Well, since I know how much my little colt likes his tits, why don’t we ignore the deep stuff, and focus on what’s more important?”

Button Mash swallowed hard for a moment, staring at the massive mammaries that taunted him. Hard, erect nipples that beat just about anything he could dream of wiggled as Love Tap breathed in, each gasp raising them up, only to fall. He sat down on his mom’s legs, staring at them as his mind flicked a switch, adding one more of Button’s dreams to the mix as he leaned in.

Love Tap moaned out like the whore she was becoming at just Button pressing his lips against her nipples. She could feel that he had done something to her bosom, but she couldn’t care at this point. She was too sensitive, too pent up, and far too ready to show her little colt how much she cared for him.

Her hand slowly stroked the bulge that was growing in Button’s pants, sending a shock through her wonderful stallion. Love Tap bit her lips as the zipper restricting the throbbing muscle slowly came down, teased by her fingers. “I see that my little colt has a wonderfully large present for his mommy, and after you’ve spoiled me so much. What did I do to deserve this?”

Button Mash swallowed again, chills running up his body as he opened his mouth. It wasn’t to speak though, but instead to let his tongue come out, the bumps on it pressing on Love Tap’s erect nipple. It was almost as hard as he was, and he could feel the slightest trace of something sweet as he licked. “Just being you was more than enough mom.”

Another shudder ran through the mare as his hot breath beat upon her skin, but it wasn’t good enough for Button. He wanted her screaming under his lips. He wanted his mom to be completely his, and the first step was with these breasts that he idolized. He bent forward, his lips closing around the taut nub, before sucking.

Love Tap’s eyes widened as her whole body stiffened, She hadn’t been ready for what had happened so far, but to feel her little colt squeeze milk from her chest, to hear him hum at the taste, all while waves of pleasure crashed through, and out of, her.

Just as before though, a good mom never forgot about doing what was best for her child too. Her fingers, trembling now as they gripped the top of his boxers, pulled at his pants. She couldn’t put the force she wanted behind the tugs, not with her orgasm still ripping through her body, but she had to try. Her pleasure was not all that mattered, not when her little lord laid on her body.

Another tug came with another suckle, her teat pulled at by the suction of her baby as he tried to get more out of her. She could feel the milk sloshing in her chest, begging to be pulled at, and amplified by the pleasure she sought. The only thing that kept her hand moving in the first place was knowing the pleasure they both could have if she got his stupid pants off!

Button could feel the desperate tugs, even if they were peripheral to how great his mom’s chest felt, and smiled to himself. He had desperately tugged at himself while she was in the shower for years, and now here she was, doing the same as he teased her. It was almost as good as her getting to touch his cock.

Not that he could wait for that.

Love Tap’s eyes glowed golden for a moment as her arm jerked back a bit too far due to lack of resistance, and instead soon came to grip a thick, hard piece of meat. She discarded thinking about where his clothes may have gone though, instead focused only on the large girth that filled her hand.

Her digits wrapped around the trembling cock, softly teasing it as she panted. It wasn’t the largest she’d had, or seen, but it definitely was the one she wanted more than any other in Equestria. For a moment, she began to lean down, wanting her lips firmly around it, before freezing. Button was at her teat, and she would need to give that up if she wanted to suckle his own milking appendage.

She bit into her lip, her body trembling. Love Tap wanted to do so much to it, but she couldn’t without stopping Button from doing as he pleased, which included her own pleasure. Her thumb swiped over the tip of his cock, bringing a groan from her little colt, before she brought the viscous liquid it had grabbed to her lips.

She stared at the lubricant for a moment, her body continuing to shake as her thighs became all the damper. He was already so happy, so aroused just by doing this all. In fact, for this much, she’d only lightly touched him. If she was a bit more ‘involved’ in her strokes…

Love Tap brought her hand back down, her palm being the first to touch Button. It grinded against his tip with perfect muscular control to squeeze her palm tighter around the sensitive flesh. From there, she moved her fingers down, descending like a trap around his member. Each pressed into his shaft, making sure he felt her there, until her hand covered most of his cock.

She continued from there, her palm sliding away from the tip, before grinding downwards. She made sure her grip was just hard enough to pull at the skin, but not so tight that she could not move, or would cause pain. Instead, it created friction, and, just as her loins became stoked, so did the heat between her skin and his.

Button dug his head into her chest, his face buried into her breast. It was euphoric to feel her shivers of pleasure, but it made it all the harder to ignore the fact that his member was trembling with ecstasy. He didn’t have long, not before he came, so…

Button blinked, realizing that this wasn’t like the first time. Time wasn’t an issue, willingness wasn’t an issue, nothing was an issue. He had his mom, her milk, and her touch, and, as long as he didn’t forget to cum inside her, those would never go away. He could just enjoy himself.

Without warning, Button’s hips bucked upwards, grinding his throbbing cock against his mom’s hand and letting the tip show itself. It shook and shivered in her grip, but the light touch didn’t impede its desire in the slightest. The first thrust brought a little bit of cum that splattered onto her fingers, to which Love Tap felt a hunger stir within her. She had to wait though, as she would receive her reward when she satisfied her lord, and not a moment before.

And then, the second one brought the geyser. Thick, sloppy strands of white, much like her own milk, came from the cock, shooting upwards before it splashed against and over her chest. Love Tap stiffened at the suddenness, even needing to shut one eye to avoid being blinded by Button’s enthusiasm.

And it was this cum that she flicked off of herself. The smell was intoxicating to her, making the wanting mare lose all sense of reality as she stared at her king’s gift. She brought the finger to her lips, and Button’s jaw dropped as her tongue coiled around the digit. He could hear her sucking at the taste, making sure to get all that she could, before her finger was freed with a loud pop.

Love Tap turned to Button, a golden glint now permanently in her eyes. She pushed him down onto the couch, sliding out from underneath of him as her smile grew. “Well, as the mother to such a wonderful colt, I suppose it would be irresponsible for me not to show you all that I’m capable of.”

Button tried to wrangle some sort of words out of his mouth, but none came as she straddled his hips. He could see her soaked thighs, dripping pussy, and could even feel her arousal drop onto his still cum covered cock. For a moment, he worried about not getting hard again before he looked back up.

Love Tap’s milk still dribbled from her tits, which were now larger than either of theirs heads. He couldn’t consciously remember making them even bigger, not that he complained, and licked his lips as he stared at them. So full that they couldn’t even keep their milk inside.

“I’m happy to see that my big stallion is ready for round two.”

Button glanced down at his very hard member that her crotch was sliding against. Her folds tenderly gripped and kissed his shaft, asking for it to come in, though he couldn’t control that, not with how they were positioned. No, he could just watch, and was all too eager. “Please, mom, I always am for you.”

Love Tap let out a long moan as one of her hands dug into her chest. The large mounds hid the fingers as more milk gushed out, causing the moan to extend itself as her whole body shook. She needed more than just this though. She needed Button in her, instead of all this stupid teasing.

She lifted her hips a bit, her arousal having now soaked her little colt’s hips. She used two of her fingers to spread her bright, pink folds, her body shaking as the other lifted his cock. Sure, it wasn’t the largest she’d seen, but at the moment it felt heavier, bigger, and more exciting than any before it.

Her pussy gave his tip a peck before she asked, “Can I get a big kiss from my little colt?”

Button stared for a long moment at those pink folds, his lips becoming dry as he gazed upon his prize. He had dreamt of this day for years, but for it now to be facing him…

A golden glint came to his eyes as the ring reminded him of Rumble. He hadn’t hesitated. He hadn’t backed down from what he wanted, and from all Button knew, that was a random mare. This was Button’s queen. To hesitate now would be to do her a disservice.

Button’s hands gripped into her thighs, squeezing into them as he grit his teeth. Her pussy was already warm against his tip, inviting him. He pulled on her thighs, his hips bucking upwards at the same time, trying to give her the biggest ‘kiss’ he could. It was super effective, as both ponies gasped from every inch of Button’s member being pushed into Love Tap. Her folds gripped him like a vice, squeezing him for all he had as her warmth became all encompassing upon him.

Button let out a loud groan, his body shaking hard as he tried to resist the warm, sticky insides of his mother. It was unlike a pair of tits, a hand, or even Pinkie’s mouth. No, this was her most private place, with dozens of muscles that wrapped, curled, and shuddered around him as his thighs became further drenched in her juices. It was paradise, and he got to stick his cock into it.

His hips shuddered and spasmed as Love Tap let out a long, drawn out moan, singing his name to the skies as his cum poured into her womb. There was more than enough of it, as Button’s desire for her would not be quelled, and instinct took over as Button kept thrusting, ignoring the fact that he had just cum to pound deeper into his mom.

Not that Love Tap would be quelled by this either. Her little lord was treating her with more than enough of his seed as he showed his strength, but all she did was sit like some lazy casual. She was more active in everything she did then this, and so planted her hands on her son’s chest.

Button felt his body sink into the couch as the sound of Love Tap’s tight folds sliding off of him filled the room. She was so tight, pulling on him tightly as she went all the way to his tip. He could see his cum and arousal covered shaft, trembling in the cold, open air.

And then she slammed back down. And again and again, not taking her time now. She needed this after years of loneliness, after years of hoping her colt would stop looking at her like he did. After years of telling herself to stop letting him look at her. She needed this.

Button’s eyes almost rolled back from the forceful fucking. He could never have thought to put this sort of ferocity into sex, but now that he experienced it… he would keep it in mind. His cock trembled again, but he was forcing himself, unwittingly through the ring, to not cum. He would last longer this time, at least until his mom was truly at her peak, instead of some fluke.

And then he looked up. Before him was the reward for his restraint, as the more desperate Love Tap became, the more it showed on her chest. Her bosom was bouncing with each thrust onto his cock, flying up to almost smack her in the face, before coming down hard onto her chest. The flesh rippled from the impact, letting him take it all in as if in slow motion.

As they moved, bouncing, squishing, shaking, the milk in them responded splendidly. He hadn’t noticed the thin rivulets that had come with her earlier actions, her arousal causing them to continue to leak. Now they were fountains though, complementing the upwards motion with a generous spray of milk that he could see rained into his mom’s mouth. On the downwards slam, they gushed like geysers, covering Button’s chest with her milk.

A few drops splashed into his mouth, and he licked his lips. Button couldn’t help but notice how good it tasted, even compared to when he drank it fresh from her tits. Was it because they were fucking? He gazed upon her massive chest, watching it rise and fall once more, before deciding yes, and reaching out to them.

Love Tap let out a shrill cry of surprise as her breasts were violently grabbed, her body shuddering from another rough orgasm. She tried to say something, but the words were ripped from her lungs as she was pulled down. She may love her little, innocent colt, but this side, the dominant lord side, was something else entirely. It drove her absolutely insane.

And better yet, it took what it wanted, which was exactly what she desired. She hadn’t considered having her breasts be used while she rode her little colt, but Button had, and now she knew that she would need to make sure that he always did.

And then, his lips coiled around her nipple. Her little colt, while fucking her pussy silly like a big, strong stallion, now acted like a little babe, sucking on her chest. Taking the milk that was always his, and only his. The milk that drove Love Tap crazy.

She gasped, her mind going blank as her hips moved on their own, her body no longer under her own control. She just needed more, a thought being shared by her little colt. He wanted more of her milk, more of her body, more of… this, and the ring gave him it, letting the milk soak the couch cushions as the milk produced uncontrollably.

Not that either care. Button grew aware of something. A stuttering that made him look over the very large curve to his mother’s breast and to her face. Her eyes were rolled back, almost to the back of her skull, and she was trying to say something, stopped by the pleasure she was experiencing. He could make out one word though.

“Cumming.”

For Button, he thought this meant that she was about to cum, having grown oblivious to the constant spasming around his cock due to the euphoria of her bosom with it. Because of this, the ring let his restraint go, and Button thrust up one more time, pulling his head back as he let her have every last bit of cum he could produce, flooding her with his seed.

And then, they both collapsed. Both were twitching from the pleasure they’d just gone through, neither being able to think of anything they wanted more than another session of this. Well, at least, after some sleep.

Love Tap felt her motherly instincts kick in and forced herself to move, not realizing that otherwise she may have suffocated poor Button. Her chest was unbelievably heavy now, Button’s unconscious wishes having made them twice the size of her head. She knew they would cause her plenty of issues, some of which Button would make sure didn’t happen because of the ring, but she could think of one very good use for them now.

Button mumbled as he felt himself be moved. He was already hugging his mom, so why did he need to move? When his head was allowed to lay back down though, it was against a familiar softness, though it was utterly drenched in milk. Not that he minded. He was happy to rest his upper body on his mother’s breast, even wrapping his arms around it before giving the nipple a kiss.

And then, content with his conquest, he shut his eyes, and fell asleep with his mother, just like he had wanted for so long.

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Button groaned as he slowly faded into consciousness. His body was stiff, probably in part to the lumpy pillow he’d fallen asleep on. Even worse, it was covered in some sort of slime, or liquid, and… Eck! He opened one eye as he pushed away from whatever he was on, only to get the odd feeling that he was falling.

Reality actually crashed back into Button as he hit the floor, having managed to roll right off of the couch him and his mother had been using as a bed. Despite the now amplified pain in his stiff muscles, he couldn’t help but smile as he thought about what he’d done earlier. Gave his mom giant tits, covered everything in her milk, and even came inside her. All in all…

Button’s eyes snapped to being as wide as dinner plates as he leapt to his feet. When he turned to look at his mother, he saw he wasn’t far off. Her tits were almost half of her body mass at this point, with milk still pouring out of them and continuing to ruin the couch. The white substance that stained a cushion and her thighs made him feel worse, as he hadn’t even thought about not cumming inside of her. Why should he have?

”My liege, it seems to me that you’re still having trouble with the… kinks of what you’re doing. Might I be of assistance?”

Button looked down at his hand, the ring glowing a faint gold as it got his attention. For a moment Button considered how, before remembering all they’d done with it already. In fact, if this were in a game, he’d probably call it a-

”Please, my lord, remember that I am helping you and that I would hope that I’ve earned a touch more respect than to be called something so demeaning.”

Button paled at the harsher tone it took, before shaking his head. It was the ring’s right to be annoyed at an accusation like that. It was changing his life like he could never have imagined before, and there was no reason to criticize it further. Besides, he had a lot of other things to take care of first. “Alright, can we start with some Fantasian style cleaning?”

”Hmph. You think a sorcerer’s apprentice has anything on me? Let me show you some real magic.”

A golden wave erupted from the ring, coating the room in its magic. Without even disturbing most of it, Button watched it restore everything, from the scratches on his console, a cracked, framed picture of his dad, and even the couch. No stains, no possible structural damage and, even his stiffness and pain vanished. Most of all, no cum soaked maiden, as instead Love Tap was cleaned up, her breasts stopped leaking, and she was even covered by a blanket to keep her warm.

Button looked down at the ring, dumbfounded. He knew it had power, but it had just altered all of reality to fix things that had happened over years of time. The ring seemed to even gloat, shooting out a small bit of its aura in his face.

Well, if it was going to be cocky, then Button supposed he could make deals with it, just like Feather and Rumble had done with it. “So, you wanna show off? Well, then I have two different things I want as permanents.”

”Your wish is my command, my lord.”

Button nodded, his smile growing. “Well, the first one is another safety precaution. Unless we really want to get one of our mares pregnant, they won’t, and you can retroactively do that too, right?”

”As easy as Super Bonk.”

Button chuckled a little at the reference to a childhood favorite of his, before straightening his back. He was being lordly, so he should do his commands as a lord should. Or, at least, do them like this because it was more entertaining to him. “And, for my second challenge, I wish for you to bestow upon my mother the ability to control the size of her tits, and their lactation, as if she were me. This is so that she may continue to live a normal life, and not be… weighed down.”

”And done. Though, despite such a generous desire, I did hold back on how giving it was so that you could override her control at any time.”

Button blinked a few times before shaking his head. Even when he was trying to be smart, the ring had him beat. He guessed that was what happened when you had Celestia-only-knows amount of years to plan what you may do for your kings.

“Speaking of which,” Button said as he noticed the setting sun outside, “I better get this to Featherweight so he can have it tomorrow. Harmony knows I don’t need it anymore today.”

The young stallion began to trot around the house, feeling a touch more normal, even mundane as he slid on some new clothes and a jacket. It was kind of nice though, as he definitely didn’t want his whole life to be as chaotic as today was. Not when he could just relax with his mother.

‘I-I want to make sure I’m not it.’

Button stopped, at the front door as his mother’s words rang in his ears. If he wanted to stay honest, he would need to go out, find others, be more like what Rumble and Feather planned. If he was honest, it excited him a great deal, but it also meant leaving his mother alone, and unsatisfied.

He looked to the ring before nodding to himself. His hands ran over something invisible in the air, molding it for what he wanted. It could grow, shrink, climax, vibrate, anything. Anything he could do, with the ability to change at her commands, just to make sure that his mother was never to be without something to at least remind her of her little colt.

And then, satisfied with it, he placed the golden dildo onto his mother’s chest. What he couldn’t see was the golden aura that added one more touch to his gift. A crest of two wings with a horn pointing forwards; the symbol of a long dead conqueror, before his mothers realized why there could never be a male alicorn.

A symbol that would make sure Love Tap never forgot that her little colt was now her lord, and she would always be his servant, no matter what.