CHAOTIC BREEDING SEASON
Chapter 3: Beginning Bulges
A bizarre My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic clopfic
by Jonathan “Fanfic Fetishist” Spires

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Ponyville...
Palace of Friendship...
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Sunset Shimmer groaned in irritation as the sun shone through the window. Her horn flared briefly, the curtains slamming shut as she rolled over in bed. She started to drift off again when a pillow struck her.

“Huh? Wha!?” Sunset stammered as she shot upright, looking around. She spotted Trixie standing near the door, a pillow hovering in her magic.

“The Great and Powerful Trixie has done the impossible yet again, and awoken a sleeping dragon from her thousand year slumber! Witness her thunderous snoring and great, foul breath!” Trixie laughed, posing haughtily.

“Haha. Fuck you, Lulamoon,” Sunset said, stretching, the blankets falling from her tired body. Why do I feel like I ran a marathon last night? she thought absently. Her entire body ached, especially around her crotch...

Sunset blinked, and looked down at herself. She had gone to bed nude, which she never did, and there was a wet spot on her bed, which meant either she had an accident last night, or she had a REALLY good time last night and an excess of something sticky leaked out of her while she slept.

“...Did I have a guy over last night? I can't remember,” Sunset said.

Trixie, clad in a loose-fitting t-shirt and skirt, along with her usual hat, chuckled. “Well, it's funny that you mentioned fuck. Because you were doing a lot of it last night. As was Trixie. And everyone else in Ponyville and Canterlot that was of age.”

Sunset blinked, staring at Trixie. “What?” she asked, confused.

“Oh yes,” Trixie said, grinning widely at the memories. “Much fun was had by all, Trixie included. Trixie even got a chance to ride noble Spike's double dragons. Then again, from what Twilight has told me, you and sixty-nine other mares did as well.”

Sunset's jaw dropped. “WHAT!?”

Trixie snickered. “It only gets sillier from here, Sunbeam Glimmer,” she teased, deliberately getting Sunset's name wrong to tease her. “Now get cleaned up and get dressed. The Princesses are having a meeting in the main Council of Friendship chamber.”

Sunset frowned. She got up, wincing at a stiffness in her back, and quickly took a shower, putting on her regular jeans and t-shirt, as well as her favorite faux-leather jacket. She found Trixie waiting in her room still, the two unicorns heading down to the Council of Friendship chamber.

Sunset glared at Trixie, who was being maddeningly silent about the whole ordeal, a bemused, slightly frustrated look on the showmare's face.

“You're not going to tell me a single thing about what's going on, are you?” Sunset asked.

“Nope,” Trixie said, smirking.

Sunset fumed. After a moment, she asked, “Just tell me one thing: am I going to want to punch someone when this is all over?”

“You and every other mare and stallion called here today,” Trixie said.

“Uh huh...” Sunset said, facepalming. The day hadn't even started yet and she knew it was going to be a long one. She yawned again as they entered the Council of Friendship chamber, her jaw remaining open as she saw the sheer amount of ponies and other assorted creatures there.

Firstly, upon entering, Sunset noticed that a spell had been cast on the room to make it larger and fit more ponies into it. Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Fluttershy, Discord, Pinkie Pie, Spike, and Twilight Sparkle were all sitting on their thrones. Gathered in the center were the other six princesses, Celestia, Luna, Chrysalis, Nightmare Moon, Cadence, and Molestia. (Rarity offered them the chance to sit in their thrones. They politely declined, although Molestia looked pouty about it.) The mailmare, Derpy Hooves, and her two daughters, Amethyst Star and Dinky, stood near the door, looking worried. The Cakes were serving treats to everyone, as was Donut Joe, Mulia Mild, and Gustav Le Grand. Sunset blanked on why those three Canterlot types were there, before remembering that the celebration last night drew in several stars. The Crusaders, Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, and Babs Seed (they had changed the name of their group to just the Crusaders after Scootaloo, the last of them, got her Cutie Mark) waited together, Cheerilee and Big Macintosh standing near them. Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon stood with Filthy Rich, while Zecora stood in the shadows nearby, her hood up and her eyes glowing an unsettling yellow. Lyra and Bon Bon stood beside each other, as did Octavia and Vinyl Scratch. The dentist, Colgate, watched the chefs disapprovingly as they gave treats to everyone (Zecora taking an extra portion of Joe's donuts), while Lotus Blossom and Aloe went over some financial notes while waiting for the meeting to begin. Spitfire, Soarin, Fleetfoot, and Lightning Dust stood in perfect military formation alongside Flash Sentry and Shining Armor, the group of them standing guard around the Friendship Council and the princesses. Mayor Ivory Scroll idly fiddled with a pen, while the griffon Gilda stood nearby looking bored, chewing some bubble gum and occasionally blowing a bubble. Carrot Top leaned over Applejack's throne, trading friendly insults with her rival farmer, while Daisy, Roseluck, and Lily stood near Iron Will, trying their best not to gain the attention of (to them at least) the scarier-looking individuals in the room. Iron Will, meanwhile, was just enjoying their attention and just barely resisting the urge to go into a flexing session to try and impress them. Berry Punch and her daughter sat near the center of the room, while Nurse Redheart and Nurse Tenderheart cast worried glances between the princesses and themselves. Blossomforth, Raindrops, Thunderlane, Rumble, Featherweight, Flitter, and Cloudchaser all gathered together, while Allie Way sat near a bookshelf, idly polishing her bowling ball. Cherry Jubilee, looking elegant in her dress, chatted with Photo Finish, Hoity Toity, and Sapphire Shores, while Daring Do stood by Rainbow Dash's throne and chatted with her. Topsy Turvy stood with her husband, Filthy Rich, while Screwloose hung around with the two nurses. Mrs. Harshwhinny stood stock straight in the center of the crowd, patiently waiting the word of the princesses, while Fancy Pants and Fleur de Lis calmly talked with one another near the back. Flim, Flam, and Suri Polomare stood off to one side, trying to avoid being noticed by any member of the Apple Family or Rarity, while Coco Pommel talked with the buffalo Little Strongheart about a fashion line possibly based on her tribe's traditional garb. Braeburn just listened to the fashion mare and his buffalo girlfriend talk, amused by the whole thing. Maud Pie was having a surprisingly animated discussion with Twist about the merits of rock candy, while Torch Song and Toe Tapper of the Ponytones quietly rehearsed songs together. Milky Way went through the crowds with the chefs, offering fresh milk to anyone who wanted it, while Button Mash and his mother waited in a corner, Button Mash playing a video game, too distracted by everypony to play well. Aryanne stood imperiously near a bookshelf, glaring at the non-equines in the room, Sunset casting a glare at the reformed wanna-be Nazi. Bulk Biceps stood near the door, idly curling a dumbbell, Prince Blueblood staring at him and trying to fight off growing feelings of inadequacy. Pokey Pierce, Caramel, Silver Shill, and Pipsqueak all stood together, chatting idly, while Truffle Shuffle helped the Cakes, the apprentice baker unboxing new snacks for all the chefs once they ran out. Snips and Snails stood near the front, watching curiously, while Trenderhoof took careful note of everyone's fashions, scribbling on a notepad. Cheese Sandwich leaned casually on Pinkie's throne, chatting animatedly with her, while Time Turner looked pained, as if he already knew what was coming.

“And yet, it gets even sillier,” Trixie said, smirking at Sunset.

“...The hell is all this?!” Sunset Shimmer said, frowning.

“You'll see,” Trixie said, the ambient chatter in the room stopping as Celestia raised her hands for silence.

“My little ponies,” the lead Princess said, smiling wearily. “I'm certain you're all wondering what you are all doing here, crowded into this room. It has directly to do with what happened yesterday, and the current status of everypony here.”

There was some quiet murmuring at this. Celestia started to speak up again, when Molestia stepped forward. “Celly, this is kind of my territory, so why don't you let me handle the delivery on this?”

Celestia nodded, letting her slightly taller twin take the reigns of this conversation. Molestia's wings flickered nervously, and she said, “Well... You're probably wondering why you all decided to go fuck each other silly last night, yes?”

There was a chorus of nods and agreement from the crowd.

Molestia chuckled. “Well... Half of you probably guessed this already, but part of this was caused by Discord. You see...” She hesitated, the normally gregarious Princess of Sex uncharacteristically without words. “Okay, I'll start from the beginning: The Crystal Empire has had a problem ever since its return, but we've only just now been able to identify it. Everypony's sterile, thanks to Sombra's curse.”

From the crowd came expressions of surprise and sympathy. Molestia nodded, continuing. “Cadence told us yesterday, and after some ideas were thrown around, Chrysalis suggested surrogacy. Lots and lots of surrogate mothers to help provide children so that the Crystal Empire doesn't die out in a generation,” she said. “Chrysalis even volunteered to provide a formula to help increase a mare's fertility greatly so that she could have lots of babies. She created it to help her make new Changeling babies whenever the Hive needed resupplying before now. We wanted to do some testing on it to see how it would affect ponies as opposed to Changelings... but Discord got a hold of it first and made it both airborne and semi-sentient. It sought out several prospective mares and stallions to make ultra-fertile, and... well...”

Sunset paled, suddenly getting the implications. Trixie shook her head, chuckling wearily. “I told you that it would get sillier.”

“Congratulations!” Molestia said, grinning weakly. “Every mare in this room, us included, is pregnant! With a LOT of babies...”

There was an outburst of confusion, fear, and anger from the room. The princesses tried to talk over the crowd again, but the rapid-fire questions and angry statements drowned them out. Eventually, Luna was the first one to lose her patience.

“ENOUGH,” the moon alicorn thundered in the Royal Canterlot Tone, startling everypony into silence. “We will answer as many questions as we can, but you must let us speak to do it.”

“We realize that this is a shocking time for everypony, be they pony or otherwise, but please, bear with us and let us explain as best we can,” Celestia said.

“There's more, though...” Nightmare Moon said. “Because of the nature of the magic used, every pregnant mare is carrying the children of multiple fathers. A LOT of children.”

“That's the second time you've mentioned 'a lot,'” Rarity said warily. “Define 'a lot.'”

Molestia closed her eyes, sighing. “...Every mare in this room is pregnant with three hundred babies apiece. By multiple fathers apiece.”

The room became dead silent, everypony staring at the princesses.

“...How?” Nurse Redheart said after a moment.

“As mentioned before, Chrysalis's formula was affected by Discord's chaotic magic. It sought out ponies at random to make hyper-fertile. As chaos magic follows none of the conventional rules of genetics and science, magical or biological, it was able to defy conventional physics,” Celestia said.

“After we... 'recovered' from our lust, we immediately began scanning to see who else was affected by the magic. We discovered everypony last night and made arrangements for this meeting today,” Molestia added.

“What has been done to punish Discord for this?” demanded Hoity Toity.

Discord squirmed uncomfortably. Nightmare Moon grinned wickedly. “We wore him out last night. He attempted to cool his sore dick off with a block of permafrost. It broke off, and from our analysis it will be a week before he can regrow it.”

Discord grumbled, sinking down into his throne. Scattered chuckles went through the room. As a whole, ponies and those who lived among them were mostly forgiving, and they figured this humiliation was enough for now.

“I have another question,” Nurse Redheart asked. When the Princesses motioned for her to continue, the nurse asked, “Why were we not gutted by the cannon cocks all the guys are sporting now? Especially Spike. By the time he got to me last night he was pretty giant from his greed growth. We should have been ripped open, or at least had our organs crushed by them.”

The stallions in the room all suddenly looked down at their crotches, worried.

Chrysalis blushed brightly. “Well... as I said the formula was designed for my use. Changelings have a natural elasticity that ponies don't and... ah... I've always been something of a size queen,” she admitted, several mares laughing despite themselves. Chrysalis continued. “As far as we can tell, every affected mare has gained elasticity that matches my own natural one. Meaning you could take even bigger cocks without getting hurt. In addition, most of your pain centers in those general areas are now changed, meaning you'll only feel pleasure when taking a giant cock up your holes. The changes, both to the stallions and the mares, are permanent, so I'd suggest the guys that aren't attached to somepony keep their wooing options to the mares in this room if they plan to have sex normally ever again.”

There was some muttered discussion amongst the gathered ponies and other creatures. Finally, Roseluck asked, “...What if we don't want to be mothers?”

Cadence's ears drooped, the Princess of Love sighing wearily. “This was supposed to be voluntary...” she said softly. “I never meant for this to be INFLICTED on anypony... Nopony here will be expected to go through with the pregnancies. Those that do will have their every need cared for, every financial need taken care of... Those that don't...” She sighed. “It's still only been a day. You should be able to get an abortion without any negative effects.”

“Whatever your beliefs on the matter will be, nopony will judge you. This was all inflicted on you unfairly,” Celestia said, glaring briefly at Discord, who hunched down on his throne, unable to meet her eyes, “and you are under no responsibility to go through with the pregnancy.”

The room became deathly quiet. The stallions said nothing, keeping their beliefs to themselves. The mares all looked about, pained expressions on their faces as they debated internally over what to do. Very few of them had even entertained the idea of being mothers, but now...

Applejack, biting her lip, said, “...If it were just ONE foal...”

Rainbow Dash shook her head. “Yeah... if it were just one, maybe, but three hundred...” she said, shivering.

One by one, every mare in the room confirmed that they would go through with the pregnancy. The seven princesses slowly smiled, tears in Cadence's eyes. “Thank you...” she said. “You've saved the Crystal Empire, thank you. We WILL make this up to you, I promise.”

“Your every need will be taken care of,” Celestia said. “Health care, food, all provided at royal expense.”

“Ah, speaking of which,” Chrysalis said. “I should take some time to clarify a few points about your enhanced pregnancies. One, because all of us are carrying Spike's babies, all of you are now physically capable of eating and digesting meat and gemstones without incident. Again, this is permanent, something that will be passed on to all your foals, draconic or otherwise. An adaption to allow you to properly nourish your young.”

“Good heavens...” Rarity said, startled.

“That's right,” Luna quipped. “Those shiny rocks you put on your dresses are going to look like tasty snacks in short order.”

“Ah'm more worried about the whole 'meat-eating' thing,'” Applejack said, looking uneasy.

“I tried bacon one time. Gilda took me to a griffon restaurant,” Rainbow Dash said. “I was sick later, but it was pretty good! I've actually been wondering if I could get away with trying it again now that I'm older.”

Gilda snickered. “Oh Dash. Now that you can eat it without throwing up, it is far past time to introduce you to the wonders of the cheeseburger and the bacon donut...”

Donut Joe's ears perked at this, the baker making a note to talk to the griffon later.

Chrysalis nodded, continuing. “Also? Because of the rewired nerve endings and new elasticity you have, birth if going to be VERY easy. Even pleasurable. You can also have sex through all eleven months of your pregnancy, with the supersized guys no less, without a single worry of hurting your children.”

The mares in the room all stared at her. Chrysalis smirked. “Untampered, this formula gets me pregnant with a THOUSAND babies after sex. You really think I want to go through a thousand babies worth of labor without enjoying it?”

The mares all seemed to like this idea, and began chatting pleasantly amongst themselves, the stallions starting to relax as well. Fluttershy raised her hand. Luna motioned for silence, and then smiled at her.

“W-Will we be able to keep one of the foals?” Fluttershy asked, glancing at Discord. “Like, maybe, the foal of a certain father?”

Discord went wide-eyed. Wait, is she...?

Rarity coughed. “I was actually thinking along those lines myself...” she said, Spike blinking and staring at her in shock.

Cadence grinned widely. “With the sheer number of babies being born, there's more than enough for every mare to keep one or two babies for themselves and still have enough for every couple in the Empire,” she said.

Rarity and Fluttershy both smiled.

“Any other questions?” Luna asked.

“What about stretch marks?” Nurse Tenderheart asked. “We're going to be HUGE before this is over, both in the boobs and in the belly. Plus, when our bellies get really big our stomachs are going to look like we're balding.”

When several mares gave her her a confused look, Twilight spoke up to clarify. “A pony's fur covers a certain amount of surface area and doesn't grow to match the surface area when it expands. Heavily obese ponies have the same problem, their coats not expanding with the rest of them. However there's a simple spell that causes extra fur to grow in to cover those bald patches. It's easy to cast, so our coats will look normal the whole time. Once we give birth and go back to a smaller belly and breast sizes, we'll simply shed the extra fur.”

“In addition I can make a stretch mark reduction cream. Ingredients are easy to find, the potion quick to make as a dream,” Zecora added.

“As for our breasts, we're probably going to be producing a LOT of milk,” Milky Way said. “I can hook everymare up with the breast pumps I use for my own milk. And I recommend milking yourself every day once you start producing to avoid lower back problems.”

“And again, we've already made the arrangements so that all food, medical, and equipment needs will be paid for at royal expense,” Twilight said. “Simply submit invoices and receipts to me through either Spike or Mayor Ivory Scroll, and I'll see that you're reimbursed. We'll also make arrangements for maternity leave with your employers. I'm sure that those of you who have less-than-understanding bosses will soon find them MUCH more understanding once we have a little chat with them.”

“Will we be able to know who ze fathers of our foals are?” Aryanne asked. “I barely remember last night. Just... sensations, und zat vun of ze stallions I vas vith vas Spike.” Sunset rolled her eyes at Aryanne's faux accent, but Trixie shushed her before she could say anything.

“If you or anypony else like, a medical scanning spell can be done to identify who the fathers of your foals are,” Twilight said. “It'll take some time to set up, but if you're interested, I'll arrange it with Dr. Stable at the hospital.”

“Can you tell this early?” asked Thunderlane, astonished.

Twilight nodded. “It's fairly simple magic,” she said.

This seemed to satisfy everypony, and no one else had questions. The Princesses dismissed the meeting, the ponies filing out until the ones left were the Princesses, the other Elements of Harmony, Spike, Discord, Trixie, Shining Armor, and Sunset Shimmer.

Shining Armor went up to Cadence and kissed her, the Princess of Love smiling warmly and embracing her husband. Celestia sighed in relief that the meeting went well.

“That went... much better than I expected, actually...” Nightmare Moon said. “No anger, no riots, no one calling for Discord to be lynched.”

Discord removed his head and twirled it like a basketball before putting it back on his shoulders. “Like any of them could actually kill me,” he scoffed.

Fluttershy giggled, smiling warmly at him. Discord smiled nervously back at her, and asked, “When you said you wanted to keep the foal of a certain father...”

“Meet me at my house later,” Fluttershy said softly, blushing a little. “I've been meaning to talk to you for a while, and this seems like a good time to do it...”

Rarity smiled knowingly at her, having an idea of what Fluttershy wanted to talk to him about.

Rainbow Dash grumbled, staring down at her small breasts. “Well, so much for my aerodynamic figure...” she muttered.

“Aw shucks, sugarcube,” Applejack said, chuckling. “Ah've always thought that y'all were too skinny anyway. It ain't healthy for a mare not to have a little meat on her bones.”

“Little hell,” Rainbow Dash muttered. “With the jugs I'm gonna be sporting, how in blazes am I supposed to do a Sonic Rainboom?”

“You're Rainbow Dash!” Pinkie Pie said, giggling. “You'll find a way.”

Trixie smirked. “Indeed. Aren't you the self-proclaimed 'Most Awesome Pony' in Equestria?'”

Rainbow Dash just smirked, feeling a little better.

Twilight just sighed. “We got through this day, everypony,” she said, leaning back in her throne, “but I have a feeling that the next eleven months are going to be one awkward moment after another.”

Spike chuckled. “We'll get through it. Compared to Tirek's attacks, this is nothing,” he said.

“True as that may be, I don't need to be reminded of that psychopath...” Twilight muttered. Both of her battles with Tirek had nearly cost her everything, and she didn't like thinking about it.

Rarity fidgeted in her seat a moment, and stood up, heading for Spike, her elegant black dress shifting softly as she went over to her young friend.

“There's... something I feel I must do, now that this has happened,” she said. She took a moment to steady herself, smiling down at Spike, who was staring up at her nervously. Rarity took a breath, and continued. “I've... I've had this fantasy for years about the perfect proposal. My dream stallion, a handsome prince, would come to me in a chariot of gold and diamonds, sweeping me away into the sky, where he would proclaim his undying love for me and almost beg me to marry him...

No way... half the ponies in the room thought, everypony suddenly realizing where this was going, smiles spreading over their faces as they watched. Spike's breath caught in his throat, he too realizing what was happening.

“Rarity...” he said softly.

“Please, let me finish...” she said, pulling out a small, black velvet box. “I've realized since then that just waiting for a prince is silly... and that a real, truly wonderful stallion was right here in front of me the whole time. All I had to do was wait for him to grow from a teenager with a precocious crush to a handsome young drake who's love for me has only grown, even as he accepted the possibility that it may never be returned...”

The elegant unicorn shook her head in frustration, tears in her eyes. “This... This isn't how I wanted to do it. Not like this, and especially not under these circumstances, which makes the whole thing feel like a 'shotgun' affair...” she said softly, grimacing. “But... I want to do this, and I meant everything of what I said when I first encountered you yesterday, Spike. I've been extremely unfair to you, unfairly teasing. You've done nothing but adore me and treat me like a lady, shown nothing but concern for my well-being. What more could a mare ask for in a husband, a mate to share their life with? To raise a child or two with?”

Spike gasped as Rarity suddenly knelt before him, opening the velvet box and revealing a silver ring with a diamond on it. “It's a bit backwards, but... Spike. Would you marry me?”

Spike immediately knelt down and hugged Rarity tightly. “YES!! Yes yes yes!” the dragon said, crying tears of joy as he hugged the love of his life, one of his dreams finally being fulfilled.

“'Bout dang time,” Applejack said, grinning.

After a few moments, Spike suddenly pushed her away. “But... Rarity...”

“If it's a question of the fact that you'll live much longer than me, don't worry,” Rarity said, smiling pointedly at Celestia and Luna.

The two sisters traded amused grins. “We... may have known about Rarity's plans for a while now,” Celestia said.

“We've been gathering ingredients for a life extender potion. One bottle's worth, and Rarity will have a lifespan that matches that of your own, Spike,” Luna said, grinning widely as Spike happily hugged his fiancee again.

Molestia laughed, giving Luna a noogie. “You little romantic sneaks!” she teased.

“Glad some good is coming out of this nonsense,” Shining Armor said, hugging Cadence.

“Twenty bits, Trixie,” Sunset Shimmer said, smirking. “Rarity asked first.”

“Trixie will pay you later,” Trixie said. “This is one bet I DON'T mind losing.”

“YAY YAY YAY!” Pinkie Pie cheered. “Proposal party! I... aw, dangit, I forgot my party cannon!”

Everyone else in the room laughed. Discord smirked at them. “Oh, I do hope you'll let me help with the wedding cake,” he said.

Rarity and Spike stared at him warily. “...It's not going to attack anyone, is it?”

Discord scoffed, ignoring the sudden intense stares of the seven princesses. “Pshaw. Violent cakes don't taste that good. It may sing 'Come Sail Away,' though.”

Rarity stared at Discord for a long moment, and then shook her head. “Well, if we end up having the ceremony before I give birth, make sure it's a big one. I'm eating for three-hundred and one now, after all,” she said, chuckling.

“Oooh! That's right, you can eat gem cakes now!” Spike said. “I'll bake you a magnificent one, my lady.”

“If you can keep from eating the gems before they go in the batter,” Rainbow Dash teased. Although inwardly she realized that she could now get away with glutting herself more than usual. After all, she had three hundred foals to thnk of...

Nightmare Moon leaned casually over Applejack's chair. “How about the rest of you? Excited? Nervous?”

“A little worried,” Applejack admitted. “Apple Bloom and I are gonna be eatin' for three hundred and one apiece, like Rarity said. It might cut into the farm's profits if we scarf down our own product...”

“I can try and get a cornucopia set up for you and other farms with similar concerns,” Luna said. “It's an ancient magic that hasn't been used since Clover the Clever and Smart Cookie invented it to stave off famine after the Hearth's Warming, but the spell is still viable.”

Applejack nodded. “Ah appreciate that,” she said, smiling.

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Meanwhile...
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As Princesses, heroes, and the assistants/relatives of heroes worked out their own logistics, several of the mothers to be were comparing notes.

“Eesh...” muttered Lyra, rubbing her belly. It may just have been her imagination, but she could almost see it starting to swell ever so slightly. “Three hundred...”

Bon Bon giggled. “This is why I try to avoid stallions,” she said, hugging her wife, Lyra blushing happily. “They're just too fattening.”

Vinyl Scratch cackled. “I dunno. From what I recall of last night, you seemed to enjoy riding Spike's rods,” she teased.

“A momentary lapse, I assure you,” Bon Bon said, sticking her tongue out at the DJ.

Vinyl laughed. “Sure it is. Meantime, now that I know that my stomach can take it now, I've been dying to know what steak tastes like.”

Octavia snorted, amused. “In all this, I'm surprised no one has commented on the identity of the fathers of some of our children,” the elegant musician said, gliding along beside the others.

Vinyl blinked at her wife. “Tavi, what are you talking about?”

Octavia snickered. “Oh my, it seems that only I remember a certain spell a certain pair of unicorns cast on the four of us. A spell that was quickly enhanced by the fertility magic that was permeating the air last night.

Vinyl and Lyra both froze, suddenly remembering, blushes spreading over their faces. It took Bon Bon a moment to catch up. “...OH! The futa spell, right?”

Octavia nodded. “Indeed. As I recall, the four of us spent several hours experimenting with our temporary stallionhoods,” she said. She blushed, and added. “I in particular enjoyed being taken by all three of you at once...”

Vinyl blushed brightly. “Um... Okay, so sexy hermaphroditic times were had by all until our dicks disappeared when the spell wore off. So?”

Octavia grinned wickedly. “Vinyl, the stallionhoods we gained under the effects of the spell may have been temporary, but they were fully functional, with testicles and everything. Fully functional cocks enhanced by fertility magic.”

The other three mares stared at her, growing horror on their faces.

“Tavi... do you mean to tell us...” Vinyl stammered.

Octavia chuckled, nodding. “That's right,” she said. “There's a strong possibility that we're all pregnant with each other's children.”

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Meanwhile...
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Zecora had a thoughtful expression on her face as she calmly walked back to her potions shop in town. She had never really considered motherhood before. But after hearing about the plight of the Empire, as well as the fact that her pregnancy, while a massive one, would be a relatively easy one, she was fairly relaxed about it.

As she opened the door to her shop, she felt a hand on her shoulder, hearing a voice call out, “Wait, can we talk?”

Zecora turned, spotting Donut Joe. She smiled, remembering that he had been flirting with her the day before the fertility magic took control of the town, and that he had been the first lover she had taken when it had.

“Ah, 'tis Donut Joe I see! Have you come to talk with me?” Zecora said, smiling pleasantly.

Donut Joe blushed. “Ah... yes, I...” he stammered, coughing to gather his thoughts. “I... um... I just wanted to say this... I've been infatuated with ever since I first saw you. I realize that this is a bit forward, but...”

Zecora blushed, smiling. “Forward yes, this much is true,” she said, “But it's rare that I hear it, so please continue.”

Donut Joe, encouraged, grinned. “I... You're beautiful. Sleek, elegant... Plus you have one of the sexiest voices I've ever heard. And you're smart, too! Brilliant, but you don't talk down to people like some smart folks I've known in Canterlot. And you seem to love my donuts, which is always a plus.”

Zecora chuckled. “When you make something as completely delicious as that, you can't help but glut until you get fat,” she said.

“I wouldn't mind that,” Donut Joe said. “I always liked bigger mares.”

Zecora blushed brightly. Donut Joe blinked, and blushed as well. “Oh, you were speaking metaphorically! I'm so sorry, I...” he stammered, facepalming and sighing. “I'm sorry, I just... what I wanted to say is that I think I've fallen hard for you, and would love to help take care of you during your pregnancy, if you'll let me. I'll even give you all the donuts you want, completely free of charge.”

Zecora looked thoughtful for a moment. The chubby baker was a handsome one, and his offer, while stumbling and somewhat awkward, sounded very sincere. Plus, those donuts of his were addictively fantastic...

She opened the door to her shop, motioning for him to come inside. “Come inside and let us speak, of trysts and donuts, and other treats,” she said, grinning.

Donut Joe grinned widely, following the zebra inside.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Author's Note

All characters not original copyrighted to Hasbro and used for non-profit amusement reasons. All OCs that belong to other people are copyrighted to them and used for the same reason as the official characters. All other original characters copyrighted to me unless stated otherwise.