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“Gabe! Can you help me with something?” Chrissy called. She was trying to make breakfast and was too short to reach the cabinet. Her swollen stomach didn't help either.

“Ah gotcha,” Gabe said as he walked over in nothing but an old t-shirt. “Whaddya need me t’reach this time?”

“The flour please.” Gabe nodded and reached up and grabbed the flour, handing it to Chrissy.

“Ah think we gotta keep this where ya can reach it, shortstuff,” Gabe joked, patting her on the head. Chrissy pouted, resuming her cooking.

“Keep that up and I won't feed you.”

“I’ll just steal a drink then,” Gabe teased, coming up behind her and grabbing her breasts. Chrissy shuddered, stains forming on her blouse.

“Will you please stop? I don't want a soggy shirt.”

“Alright, but only because I love ya.” Gabe released her chest, kissed her cheek and walked out of the kitchen.

It had been at least six months since they left their old lives behind. They had taken the plan to go out into the country, about an hour away from a small town. In that time, Scott, Jake and Chrissy had all formed baby bumps.

“Ugh, I can’t go on my morning jogs anymore,” Scott grumbled, rubbing her swollen stomach on the couch in the living room. “You’d better be cute to make this worthwhile.” She gave her stomach a pointed look. As if in response, the baby gave her a firm kick. “Yeah, yeah, you’re mama’s cutie pie.” She smiled a bit. “Now stop kicking my guts around.”

“How is my lovely mate doing?” Andy asked, walking downstairs, wearing a fancy robe.

“I’m fat, achy, I’m hungry all the time, and I waddle around like an elderly penguin,” Scott replied with a huff. “And it’s all your fault.”

“Don’t blame me.” Andy huffed. “I'm just glad we could have a kid.”

“You try carrying one then,” Scott shot back. “And could you rub my shoulders please? My back’s killing me.”

“Of course darling.” Andy walked behind the couch, giving her lover's shoulders a massage.

“Only a few more months until our baby arrives.” Scott let out a contented sigh and closed her eyes. “What’re we gonna do about the delivery?”

“We’ll think of something,” Andy assured, “We don't even know how long it's going to be in there.”

“As soon as possible sounds good to me,” Scott said. “I wanna go back to jogging and flying.”

“You might have a full pony term.”

“Ugh, that would mean I’d have like another five months of this,” Scott groaned.

“I'll be here with you for the whole thing.” Andy kissed her head, giving it a loving nuzzle.

“That’d mean a lot if ya weren’t stuck with me due to us being pony people,” Scott replied with a smirk, returning the nuzzle.

“Oh stop.” Andy rolled her eyes. “We’re young and magical. What else do we need?”

“A way to speed up time.” Scott patted her stomach. “Wanna put a hand on the buddha belly? The baby’s kicking up a storm today.” Andy grinned walking around and putting her hands on Scott’s stomach. Scott put her hands overtop Andy’s and directed her lover towards the spots the baby was kicking the most.

Andy giggled, feeling a kick. “They certainly take after you.”

“Yeah, they’re gonna be a handful, I can tell,” Scott said, grinning at Andy’s reaction. Andy gave her a kiss, sitting down next to her. Scott cuddled up next to her and sighed in content. “I’m glad we moved out here.”

“So am I. Much safer for the babies.” Andy pouted. “Or foals, I should say.”

“Hey, you were human when you put this baby in me, this could be a normal kid,” Scott reminded, kissing Andy’s cheek.

“We’ll just have to wait and see.” Andy smiled, taking her hand.

Jake came downstairs with a yawning Eric at her side. “Hey guys! How’s everypony doing today?” Jake asked with a bright smile.

“Fat,” Scott replied.

“I was already chubby.” Jake giggled. “Plus, our boobies got bigger too!’ she gave hers a squeeze, giggling.

“They’re more sensitive too,” Eric chimed in. They walked down, joining them on the couch. They all relaxed and sat on the couch together for awhile.

“Oh girls, breakfast is ready!~” Chrissy called out in a melodic tone. The girls all gathered in the kitchen, enjoying their breakfast.

“Ah, so what does everypony wanna do in our little slice of paradise today?” Eric asked, looking around the table as she cut into her pancakes.

“Go into town?” Chrissy suggested.

“Sounds good to me,” Scott said. “I heard there’s supposed to be an outdoor market today. There could be all sortsa cool stuff there.”

“I bet I could pick up some fabric.” Andy grinned, dabbing her mouth with her napkin.

“And I could probably find some interesting books,” Eric added with a grin of her own.

“Such a nerd,” Scott teased.

“A nerd who can kick your ass with or without your baby bump,” Eric shot back with a smirk.

“Yeah right,” Scott scoffed.

“Wait a few months and then we’ll step into the ring,” Eric said. “Loser has to be the winner’s pet for a week.”

“Deal!” Scott grinned cockily.

“I’m gonna enjoy putting you on a leash,” Eric said, licking her lips.

“I'll have you licking my hooves,” Scott shot back.

“Let's not get ahead of ourselves now,” Gabe chuckled, looking between them.

“You want in on the bet?” Scott asked with a grin. “We could make this a Rage in the Cage match.”

“Ya both know Ah’ll win.”

“Sounds like you’re in to me,” Eric replied, fluffing her wings.

“Like Ah’d say no.” Gabe grinned, winking at her.

“Looks like I’ll need to buy materials for wrestling outfits while we’re out today,” Andy mused.

“Who's drivin’?” Gabe asked, putting his plate in the sink.

“I’ll drive,” Eric offered. “And that means I pick the radio station.”

“Fine.” Gabe rolled his eyes. “Come on Chrissy, let's go get dressed.” Chrissy nodded and slowly got up. The others followed their example, rushing off to get dressed.

Once they had their disguises on, they climbed into the van. Eric put on his music and pulled out of the driveway. They all chattered amongst themselves, excited for what the day would hold.

“Here we are!” Eric called, parking the van. “Everyone out!”

“Well, good thing Eric has good taste in music, otherwise that would’ve been an hour of torture,” Scott said, getting out and stretching.

“Not like you,” Eric shot back.

“Oh, you are gonna make winning this bet so sweet,” Scott said with an evil grin. Eric rolled her eyes, locking arms with Jake.

“Let’s go find you some cool books babe!” Jake beamed, tugging Eric into the midst of the market.

“Guess we’re pairing up and splitting off,” Chrissy giggled, taking Gabe’s hand.

“Lead the way,” Gabe said, giving her hand a squeeze. “Ah’ll follow ya anywhere.”

“We’ll see ya later.” She waved at Scott and Eric, walking off.

“Looks like I’m following you to get those materials you want,” Scott said, linking arms with Andy.

“Don't sound so dejected.” Andy smiled. They were slightly infamous around town, being known as a bunch of city folk who kept themselves covered up. Most thought they were a coven or something.

“Hey, I’ll find something to look at too,” Scott said. “Plus, I’m having a date with my girlfriend, it’s gonna be a good day.” Andy squeezed her hand, walking along the stalls. Andy let out a squeal of delight as she happened upon a stall that had a wide variety of fabrics.

“Oh, these are simply fabulous!” Andy enthused, holding up a bit of light blue fabric.

“You're like a kid in a candy store,” Scott teased, leaning on her.

“As if you won’t love what I make with these,” Andy shot back, laughing. She then leaned in and whispered into Scott’s ear. Scott blushed, looking at her. Andy just turned to the stall keeper. “Excuse me madam, do you by any chance have any spandex? I’m looking to make some costumes and could really use it.”

“Spandex?” The stall keeper repeated. “I think I have that.”

“Fantastic!” Andy beamed. “And how much would that and this cost me?” She held up the light blue fabric she had been looking at.

“Together I'd say... about thirty.”

“I’ll take it.” Andy pulled out her wallet and gave the stall owner the money. “Thank you so much for these, they are absolutely precious. Where do you get your material from?”

“I order from out of state,” the stall owner explained.

“Well you order great things. I’ll have to visit you more often.” Andy smiled brightly as she took the fabric she purchased.

“Thanks. Have a good day.”

“You do the same,” Scott said as Andy and her walked towards the rest of the market.

“So many books~” Eric grinned, nearly drooling. They had found a double stall, both tables covered in books.

“It’s really cute to see you that happy.” Jake giggled and hugged Eric’s side. “Do you see anything you like?”

“There are just so many good ones~!” Eric looked between several, then at Jake. “Whats our book budget for this month?”

“I think the others decided it was around… 60 bucks for you. Mostly because you went a little crazy last month,” Jake answered.

“Right...” Eric smiled sheepishly, grabbing the books she was most interested in.

“That’ll be $55,” the stall keeper informed, watching the two with a smile.

“Here ya go!” Jake smiled, passing her a fifty and a five.

“Enjoy those books, little lady.” The stall owner turned to Eric with a smile.

“Thanks! I most certainly will!” Eric scooped up her goods, turning to walk away. Jake’s smile grew and she walked alongside Eric.

“Hmm, what should we look at now?” Jake asked.

“Anything you want to check out?” Eric took her hand, cradling her books with her other arm.

“Hmm, I say we just look around for awhile and enjoy the day,” Jake suggested, squeezing her hand. Eric nodded, the two of them wandering around the market. After a few minutes, Jake tugged Eric towards a refreshments stand. “Come on, I’m thirsty.”

“What are you going to get?” Eric asked, looking over the menu.

“Ooh, they have milkshakes!” Jake cheered. “Wanna share one?”

“Sure!” Eric beamed, giving a nod.

“Hey! You got any beer here?!” A slurred voice asked. The girls turned, watching as a drunken middle aged man staggered up to the stand. He was balding and what little hair on his head was a greasy black in color. He was wearing an old, faded, red football jersey and jeans.

“I’m sorry sir but we don’t serve alcohol,” the stand attendant informed, frowning at him.

“Oh come on, this is a party isn’t it? The man slurred. “What kinda party doesn’t have booze?”

“I don’t think this is a party,” Eric commented. “You do know this is a market right?”

“Eh, whatever,” the man huffed. “If you don’t got any beer, what do ya got that’s good?” The man turned back to the attendant.

“You could have a milkshake,” Jake suggested with a smile.

“Fine, a chocolate shake,” the man grumbled.

“We’ll take a banana milkshake,” Eric added, passing the attendant his payment.

“Any chance on a discount for the town’s ace quarterback?” the man asked, grinning and patting his jersey. The attendant didn’t grace him with a response, busying himself with getting their drinks ready. Jake’s face lit up as their shake was put in front of them.

Jake leaned in and took a big sip. “Mmm, this is super yummy!” She beamed.

“Save some for me,” Eric protested, grabbing their drink and leading Jake over to a table.

“You’d better hurry then~” Jake teased with a giggle, taking another sip as they sat down. Eric grabbed her own straw, taking a sip. She hummed in delight, watching as the drunken man collapsed into a chair next to them.

“Umm, can we help you?” Eric asked, scooting closer to Jake.

“You them ladies that live out of town?” he asked, looking them over.

“Yeah, we’re only about an hour away,” Jake answered, sipping her shake. “Why are ya asking?”

“You girls witches or somethin’?” he gestured to their clothes. “Ya dress funny...”

“No, we’re not Wiccan,” Eric replied. “We just… don’t feel comfortable around a lot of people and choose to cover up.”

“Buncha weirdos...” the man grumbled, a frown forming on his face. He reached back, rummaging around until he fished out a necklace. This one's jewel was in the shape of a sun, being yellow in color. “Hell’s this?”

“Uh oh,” Eric whispered to Jake. “Why is this happening now? We haven’t seen a necklace show up in months!”

“I dunno! Just do your magic stuff and make him pass out!”

“In front of so many people!” Eric whispered. “You know my horn glows when I do magic!”

“Then uh... Throw on the seduction!” Eric recoiled for a moment before a lightbulb went off in her head.

“Oh, I understand. We seduce him, lead him away from the crowd and knock him out before he puts it on,” Eric whispered with a grin. Jake nodded, smirking.

“So big guy, you looking for some fun?” Jake fluttered her eyelashes, putting on her best smile.

“I dunno, what kinda fun you talking ‘bout?” The man asked with a lecherous grin.

“Anything you can think of.” Jake winked.

“I can think of plenty.” The man stood up, putting the necklace around his belt.

“Then let’s get going.” Eric helped Jake to her hooves, leading the man to a secluded spot.

“Now close your eyes, and we’ll take care of the rest~” Eric purred, getting ready to use her magic. He did so, only to collapse like a sack of bricks when Eric cast her spell. She turned to Jake. “You keep an eye on him. I’m gonna find the others and figure out what we should do from there.”

“Why not just text them?” Jake asked, pulling her phone out of her pocket. Eric paused, facepalming.

“Can’t believe that slipped my mind. Okay, send out a group text and tell them what happened and where we are.” Jake nodded, sending the others a text. It didn’t take long for them to reply back.

“They’ll be here in a bit.” Jake beamed, putting her phone away.

“Until they do, let’s just keep an eye on our potential seventh member,” Eric said, finding a place for her and Jake to sit. She turned the new necklace over in her hands, staring at the jewel. “I wonder what these necklaces really are?” she wondered aloud.

“They can’t be bad, they’ve made us all happy,” Jake pointed out.

“I know, but they’re very interesting. I mean, our hypothesis for them appearing has been thrown for a loop. We’ve talked to men since the move and this is the first time a necklace has shown up.” Jake shrugged.

“Not to mention, yours is a tiara.”

“True, I’m just glad we’ve been able to take the things off,” Eric said. “I don’t know how I’d disguise myself with that giant tiara perma-glued to my head.” Jake giggled, kissing her cheek.

“Still the best decision I ever made.”

“You just say that because you love having giant tits,” Eric teased, putting an arm around her.

“Can’t say I don’t~” Jake nuzzled into her, a giant smile on her face. “But I also love how close all of us have become. It’s never boring in our place.” They looked up, seeing Gabe hauling ass over to them, carrying Chrissy.

“We came as soon as we got your text.” Gabe set Chrissy down, looking at the sleeping drunk. “This him?”

“You see any other unconscious gross guys here?” Jake asked.

“Don’t get snippy.” Gabe frowned. “Ah’ll take him back to the van, ya’ll keep an eye on Chrissy.” Gabe hefted the man up, dragging him toward the parking lot.

“I’ll text Andy and Scott and tell them that we’re heading to the van,” Chrissy chirped, pulling out her phone.

“I’m so nervouscited!” Jake got to her hooves, only her passenger keeping her from bouncing up and down.

“Maybe he’ll become an alicorn too,” Eric mused, helping Jake and Chrissy to the van. Scott and Andy arrived not much sooner and they all climbed into the van. Gabe took over driving and Eric gave the man another zap of her spell just for good measure as they left town.

“Should we be worried?” Andy asked, glancing at the new necklace.

“There’s nothing to worry about,” Eric assured. “If he says no, I’ll just zap him unconscious again and we’ll dump him back in town. Then I’ll put some empty beer bottles around him. He’ll think the whole thing was a drunken dream.”

They nodded, the group falling into silence. Eric kept the man under, reuping the spell every twenty minutes. When they returned home, Gabe put the man on the couch and they all shed their disguises.

“I hate wearing that stuff.” Scott spread her wings, giving them a flap.

“I’m working on figuring out how to disguise our looks with my magic,” Eric explained. “If all goes well, we can just wear street clothes soon.”

“That can’t come soon enough,” Scott groaned, falling back onto their loveseat. “I’m tired of looking like I’m a paranoid nut.”

“You can’t rush her,” Andy said, sitting next to her. “She’s trying to figure out spells from nothing.”

“I know, I know. I’m just impatient.”

“Luckily for us, I should be able to use that hangover soothing spell to sober this guy up.” Eric lit her horn up, zapping the sleeping man with said spell. The man shot up, instantly becoming alert.

“What the fuck?!” he cried, looking around the room.

“Calm down now,” Gabe soothed, “We ain’t gonna hurt ya.”

“What the fuck are you things?” the man asked. “You’re fucking horses with tits!”

“We’re ponies my good sir,” Andy corrected, sticking her nose into the air.

“Excuse me for not addressing my kidnappers the right way,” the man growled. “What do you freaks want with me?”

“The only reason we brought you here is because of this.” Eric lifted the necklace into view. “We’re not exactly sure what makes them appear, but we each got one. They turned us into what you see now.”

“Yup, and here they are!” Jake said, all of the necklaces and the tiara in her hands. “They’ve made us all super happy!”

“You might not believe it, but we all used to be normal human males like yourself,” Eric continued.

“You could tell me anything right now and I’d buy it,” the man said with a flat look. “I am looking at a literal rainbow of talking ponies.”

“Right.” Eric nodded, clearing her throat. “You really have two options. Put the necklace on and become like us. Or I’ll send you back to sleep and make it like this was nothing but a drunken dream.”

“And why would I put the necklace on?” the man asked with a quirked brow. “I don’t wanna lose my dick.”

“I used to be a double amputee,” Scott spoke up, “Now I got both of em back and wings!” She flared them out, giving them a flap.

“Ah wasn’t even 5’1, now look at me.” Gabe smirked, flexing her arms.

The man looked down at his dirty jersey, his brow furrowing. “Fuck it, give me the necklace. I’m pretty sure this is a drunken dream anyway.” Eric smiled, passing him the necklace. He fastened it around his neck, touching the gem as he did. Yellow electricity surged along his fingers, starting the process.

“Good thing we set up the camera,” Andy commented, nodding to Chrissy to start filming.

“Say your name so you can prove who you are for later use,” Chrissy encouraged, training the camera on the man.

“My name is Samuel Thompson and I guess I’m going to become a horse lady.” Yellow lightning shot out from the gem, striking at Sam. He winced, gripping the arm of the couch. “Gah, why did none of you mention the damned lightning?” he hissed.

“Hey man it’s been a while,” Scott defended, “It’s gets better, trust me.”

“It’s true,” Eric said, “my transformation wasn’t very pleasant at first. Also, I’d recommend taking your clothes off. Particularly the jersey.” Samuel grumbled, stripping out of his clothes. As he did so, his hair started to grow, becoming a mix of yellow and red.

“Heh, Sammy’s growing bacon hair.” Jake giggled, watching as his new hair styled itself.

“Bacon hair?” the man asked, reach up to grab a few locks.

“Your hair looks fine,” Andy assured. “It’s a good color combination.”

“Geez this is weird...” Sam sat back down, running his hand through his hair.

“On the bright side, you’ve got a full head of hair now,” Scott offered, patting his shoulder.

“That's something at least...” Sam blinked, watching as his body slimmed down and the floor inched closer.

“And you don’t have your beer belly now!” Jake beamed and rubbed Sam’s flattening stomach.

“Did I just get shorter?” Sam frowned, looking between them.

“Only a little,” Eric said. “You’re still taller than Chrissy and Scott.”

“You got younger as well,” Andy pointed out. “Welcome back to your twenties, Sam.”

“Okay, that makes this whole thing worth it by itself.” Sam grinned for a moment before he started coughing. “The hell?” He asked, his voice cracking.

“Well, you voice has gotta change if you’re gonna be a horse lady like us!” Jake teased, giggling.

“Hello?” Sam asked, his eyes going wide at his new voice.

“Ah like how yer soundin’,” Gabe said with a grin. “It’s a pretty sexy voice.”

“Thanks I guess.” Sam frowned, starting to itch at his chest.

“And now you’re gonna get your fur,” Eric informed as yellow-orange fur sprouted wherever Sam scratched. Jake joined in, scratching where Sam didn't.

“When does it start feeling good?” Sam asked, scratching frantically.

“Around the time when your breasts come in,” Scott said. “Along with the potential extra bits like a horn or wings.”

“Growing tits still sounds weird.”

“I thought the same thing!” Jake chirped. “But then I found out how much I love a big dick in my mouth and girl parts!”

“Uh...” Sam blushed, not sure what to say to that.

“Oh?” Eric smirked at the slowly changing Sam. “Does the thought of getting a good dicking excite you?”

“Come on girls, let Sam come to terms with her new preferences before we tease her,” Andy chided.

“Hey! I’m not a her yet!” Sam protested. “I’ve still got my dick.” He wiggled his hips for emphasis.

“But for how long?” Jake reached around, grabbing his pecs. Suddenly, the moobs started becoming the regular thing, perking up and expanding in Jake’s teasing hands. “There we go!” Jake cooed, pinching his nipples. Sam bit his lip, holding back a moan as he blushed. “Go on let it out.” Sam moaned and his ears retracted into his head before pony ears sprouted from the top of his head.

“Ya'll are looking pretty good.” Gabe leaned down, nibbling on his ear. Sam moaned again and his face expanded into a muzzle. “Chrissy and Ah are gonna have fun with ya.”

“You seem to be enjoying this.” Eric smirked, reaching out to give Sam’s hard rod a rub.

“I’m being given attention from multiple places,” Sam said through a blush. “And my body feels like it’s starting to burn up.”

“We tend to do that.” Eric leaned in, dragging her tongue across the tip. Sam groaned, his eyes closing as his hips twitched against her.

“Ya look pretty comfortable with one of those in yer mouth,” Gabe teased, smirking at Eric. “Ah wonder why that might be?” Gabe patted his crotch for emphasis while he teased Sam’s ears.

“We both know mines bigger,” Eric shot back.

“Oh be quiet you two,” Jake said with a giggle, tweaking Sam’s nipples. “I’ve deepthroated both of you a ton and your dicks are the same size.”

“The hell's happening now?” Sam reached up, touching his forehead.

“Looks like you’re getting a horn.” Jake licked a growing lump on his head while Eric bobbed her head between Sam’s legs.

Sam’s breath hitched, his knees trembling. “Oh god...” He stumbled a little, falling against Gabe as his feet shifted into hooves.

“Just a little more,” Gabe said as Eric and Jake picked up the pace. “How ya feelin’?”

“It feels so good...” Sam wiggled his hips as they flared out, his ass swelling slightly.

“It’ll feel really good once yer all mare,” Gabe assured. “We’re gonna treat ya right.” Gabe reached down, rubbing his stomach. “Maybe even knock ya up.”.

“I… never thought about having a family before.” Sam groaned as Eric deepthroated him.

“Say, ya know anybody that could help with the babies?” Scott asked. “You know, on the downlow.”

“Actually yeah.” Sam nodded. “My doctor used to be a field medic during ‘Nam. He doesn’t ask questions.”

“Got him on speed dial?” Andy asked, fishing Sam’s phone out of his discarded pants.

“Ever si-Oh! Since St. Patty’s day last year.” Sam panted as Eric picked up the pace. “Just hit five then call.”

Andy nodded, stepping out of the room to make the call.

“This is pretty lucky,” Chrissy noted with a smile. “Now we can deliver our babies safely.”

“Don't jinx us now, Butterfly.” Gabe winked at Chrissy, tugging on Sam’s ear.

“Mmm, why are pony ears so sensitive?” Sam questioned, twitching slightly.

“No idea,” Gabe chuckled. “Now why don't you be a good girl and cum for us?” Sam did as he was told, tilting his head back and letting out a long groan as he came hard, causing Eric’s cheeks to bulge out for a moment. Eric drank it down, winking at him. Once Sam had nothing left for her to drink, she pulled away.

“I’m surprised I didn’t taste booze in your cum,” Eric teased with a giggle.

“I'm not touching that stuff again.” Sam panted, leaning on Gabe.

“Ya don’t have to give it up completely,” Gabe said, patting Sam’s shoulder. “Ya just gotta learn moderation. Which is why we’re here.”

“Think he’ll keep the D?” Jake asked with a grin.

“We’ll have to wait and see,” Scott said. “Should only take a few seconds to find out.” Sam gulped, watching his crotch. A few moments passed, and his length started retreating into his body. After a few moments, he was a she.

“Good.” Gabe smirked. “Ah was worried Ah’d have ta put another upstart in their place.”

“Last time I checked, you’ve been on your back moaning my name quite a few nights,” Eric pointed out with a smirk.

“Ah’m the alpha here shorty,” Gabe asserted with a glare.

“We’ll see when the Rage in the Cage match is done,” Eric said, cracking her knuckles.

“The what now?” Sam asked, blinking.

“Scott, Eric and Gabe have a bet going on that involves a fight to see who’s the toughest,” Andy explained. “Losers will be the winner’s pets for a week.”

Sam blinked. “Er, whose who now?”

“I’m Scott,” the prismatic mare chimed in.

“Ah’m Gabe,” the orange mare offered.

“And the one who gave you your last blowjob is Eric,” Jake said with a giggle.

“And the rest of you?”

“My name is Adrian but everyone just calls me Andy,” the white unicorn said, flicking her mane.

“I'm Jake.” Jake beamed, giving Sam a hug.

“And I’m Chrissy, It’s nice to meet you.” The yellow pegasus smiled weakly and waved.

“Nice to meet you all too.” Sam grinned, hugging Jake back. “How’d the call with the Doc go?”

“He agreed to help us out,” Andy said with a smile. “He was a little surly, but he sounds like an interesting fellow.”

“He bought the horse lady stuff?”

“His exact words were, “I saw weirder shit on acid when I got home from Nam,”” Andy replied, chuckling.

“Sounds about right,” Sam giggled.

“Just as long as he’s good at his job,” Scott said. “I don’t wanna put my baby’s life in the hands of a quack.” She cradled her stomach protectively.

“You're a regular mama bird,” Andy teased, ruffling her hair.

“Hey, this is the baby I’m having with you,” Scott pointed out with a grin. “Of course I’m gonna be protective.” Andy pulled her into a kiss, reaching down to rub her stomach.

“As you can see, while we do technically have couples, we’re all part of an open herd,” Eric explained to Sam.

“Yeah, it can get pretty crazy sometimes,” Jake said. “But the good kinda crazy.”

“And you're free to join us if you want,” Andy offered, smiling at Sam.

“Well, it’s not like I have much of a choice seeing as I’m like this.” Sam waved a hand over her new curves.

“Ya look good ta me girl,” Gabe purred, slapping Sam’s ass. Sam let out a yelp and blushed.

“Hey! Watch it back there.” Sam looked over her shoulder and pouted at Gabe.

“Ya know ya like it.”

Sam blushed a bit. “Yeah… I kinda do.” Gabe grinned, doing it again. Sam yelped again, her blush deepening as her ass jiggled from the impact.

“Ah’m liken that jiggle girl.” Gabe licked his lips and swatted her cheeks again. “Ah could watch it all day.” Sam bit her lip, rubbing her legs together. “Looks like yer startin’ to get wet.” Gabe swatted her again. “Ya like bein’ spanked like a naughty girl, dontcha?”

“M-maybe...” Sam admitted with a gulp.

“How would ya like goin’ upstairs and Ah’ll keep it up?” Gabe gave her a smouldering look.

“Unless you’re gonna go with me.” Eric slide in close, pulling Sam into a kiss.

“Oh you snake in the grass,” Gabe said, glaring at the purple alicorn as their kiss deepened. Eric winked at her, wrapping her arms around Sam.

“Hmm, the both of you could take her upstairs,” Jake suggested. “Though that could be a little much for her first time.”

“What do you think Sam?” Eric asked, pressing their breasts together.

“I have always wanted to have a threesome,” Sam said, catching her breath after the long kiss.

“Then why don’t we take this upstairs?” Gabe asked, lifting Sam up, carrying her bridal style.

“Sounds good to me,” Eric said, going to Gabe’s side.

“Yeah… I’ll give this a shot,” Sam said, getting comfy in Gabe’s arms. Gabe carried her upstairs, with Eric close behind.

“That was fun,” Jake commented, walking over to turn off the camera.

“Yeah, but we’ll have to be careful about finding necklaces again,” Andy said, taking a seat and turning on the T.V.

“Oh babe, don’t forget, your folks sent a letter to ya,” Scott reminded. The group had for the most part given up on their old lives, they still kept in limited contact with their families, mostly via letters.

“I’ll read it tonight,” Andy assured Scott. “I should tell them that selling clothes online is actually working out rather nicely.”

“It’ll be nice to be able to work again, once Eric gets that disguise spell finished,” Chrissy added with a smile.

“I can’t work,” Scott grumbled. “Not if I wanna keep my disability checks coming in. Double amputation isn’t a condition people tend to make a full recovery from.”

“We’ll figure something out.” Andy smiled. She blinked, looking up as someone knocked on the door. “Who could that be?”

“Quick! Disguises everypony!” Jake called, already wearing hers.

“You're not going to get us to say that.” Scott frowned, pulling hers on with a huff.

“I’ll get it, you three just relax.” Andy adjusted her hat, moving up to the door. She cleared her throat, cracking the door. “May I ask who is calling?”

“Oh, hello young lady,” an older woman said. “We’re Adrian’s parents. Could we come in and see him?” Andy just stared at them, her brain locking up.

“Yeah, we told him about us coming up in the letter we sent him,” Andy’s father said. Andy’s eyes shrank to pinpricks and she took a step back, now in full panic mode.

“Oh well… Andy is busy upstairs,” Andy said after a moment’s thought. “It could be a while before he comes down.” She cleared her throat. “Why don’t you come in?” The two nodded and walked inside.

“This is a pretty nice place,” Andy’s father commented.

“Thanks...” Andy chuckled. “Here let me take your coats.” The two parents smiled and handed their coats over. Andy hung them up, moving to sit down.

“Thank you, are you Andy’s girlfriend?” Andy’s mother asked. “He told us he moved out here with a girlfriend.” Andy gulped, glancing at Scott, who shrugged.

“Er... You could say that...” Andy replied, giving a nervous laugh.

“Well, you certainly sound like a lovely girl,” Andy’s father said. “But why are you all covered up?”

“I guess you could say we just prefer it this way.”

“If it’s a religious thing then we’d understand,” Andy’s mother chimed in.

“Oh yes definitely.” Andy nodded, not sure how else to explain it.

“Huh, never thought Andy’d go for a religious girl,” Andy’s father commented. “But he could use a girl who can drill some morals into him.” Andy frowned at the comment.

“I think he has great morals,” Andy countered, sticking her nose into the air. The other three girls giggled at Andy’s reaction.

“I agree dear,” Andy’s mother said. “Andy has been a good boy all his life. You’re just an unpleasable curmudgeon.”

“Anyway.” Andy cleared her throat. “It's nice to meet the two of you.”

Andy’s mother was about to respond but before she could, a door upstairs opened revealing Sam, Eric and Gabe in the buff.

“Whoo boy!” Gabe called out as he walked downstairs with the two at his side. “Sam, you are one eager little thing!”

“Oh god what did I do to bring this upon me?” Andy placed her head in her hands, utterly crushed.

“What in the world are those things?!” Andy’s mother cried, falling over.

“Please go get some clothes on,” Andy begged the new arrivals. She looked at her parents. “I'm afraid I told a lie, Andy isn't upstairs.”

“Then where is he?” Andy’s father asked, his eyes bugging out of his skull.

“I'm right here father.” Andy pulled her hat and scarf off, giving them a weak smile.

“Say for a second that I believe you,” Andy’s father said, his expression hardening. “What the hell happened that caused… this.” He waved his hand over her.

“I put on a magic necklace,” Andy responded.

“That. Is the most unbelievable thing I’ve ever heard,” Andy’s mother deadpanned.

“Of course you’d say that.” Andy groaned. “There is a video of it but...”

“It kinda doubles as a sex tape,” Scott chimed in, removing her own disguise.

“...Yes that.”

“Well, in light of that,” Andy’s mother said. “Tell us something only Andy would know.”

“Father, on my seventeenth birthday, you took me to a strip club, and ordered me a lap dance by a woman named 'Sapphire’.”

“Holy shit it is Andy,” Andy’s father said.

“Excuse me?” Andy’s mother asked, shooting her husband a pointed look. “You did what?”

“That's not really important,” Andy cut in. “I would like you to say hello to Scott, the mother of your grandchild.”

“Congratulations!” Andy’s mother beamed, taking Scott’s hands in her own. “And you must be the actual girlfriend Andy has told us so much about. Though, he… or I guess she now, neglected to mention there was a baby on the way.”

“I'm sorry, but if I had, you would have wanted to visit.” Andy smiled sadly. “We live rather privately now, as you can see.”

“Hold on,” Andy’s father cut in, “wasn’t your best friend’s name Scott?”

“Yup.” Scott nodded. “Got my legs back.”

“We’re so glad, dear,” Andy’s mother said. “We sent you flowers after that awful incident.”

“I wasn't in the best place after that.” Scott rubbed her neck.

“But you’re past that now,” Andy said, putting an arm around her. Scott smiled, planting a kiss on her lips. Andy pulled away despite the urge to deepen the kiss.

“Huh, wasn’t expecting you and Scott to ever get together,” Andy’s father commented, scratching the side of his head. “Then again, wasn’t expecting you to become a unicorn either.”

“It has its perks.” Andy smiled, lighting her horn up, levitating over a plate of cookies.

“Well, this day just keeps getting stranger.” Andy’s mother blinked as Jake grabbed a cookie.

“You both remember my roommate Christian?” Andy gestured to Chrissy.

“It's just Chrissy now.”

“And the pink pony?” Andy’s father asked.

“I'm Jake!” Jake proclaimed. “Nice to meet ya! But everypony here calls me Jakey!”

“Stop trying to make that a thing,” Scott said. “It’s not gonna catch on.”

“You're just a sourpuss.” Jake stuck her tongue out. Scott returned the favor.

“Girls, can we not behave like children in front of my parents?” Andy asked with a sigh. “I'm living with children...”

“That’ll really be true in a few months,” Scott commented, patting her stomach.

“I’m afraid this will be the only child Scott and I have together,” Andy informed her parents.

“That may not be true,” Scott said. “I mean, Eric’s been working on a ton of things for magic. She might find a way for us to have another.”

“I do hope so.” Andy stood up, stretching. “I'll make us some tea.”

“That’d be great,” Andy’s mother said. “We’ll just stay here and talk to Scott some more.”

“I’ll make lunch!” Jake grinned, waddling after Andy.

“And I’ll help,” Chrissy said, waddling behind Jake.

“So...” Scott fluffed her wings. “Anything new with you guys?”

“Aside from learning that our son is now our daughter, not really,” Andy’s father said with a chuckle.

“It took a little while to get used too, but it’s not all bad.” Scott grinned. “I like the new me. Though I do sometimes miss the old tackle. Plus, none of us have to worry about Aunt Flow stopping by.”

“Lucky devil,” Andy’s mother grumbled. “I still have to deal with that.”

“We’re all on a heat cycle or something,”Scott explained. “We’d have to be careful if we don’t wanna be pregnant at that time. I definitely want a break between pregnancies. This one’s been rough.”

“Are you hoping for a boy or a girl?” Andy's father asked.

“We were hoping for a little boy,” Scott said with a smile, rubbing her stomach. She chuckled, getting a kick. “Wanna feel?”

“Don’t mind if I do.” Andy’s mother smiled and gently put her hand on Scott’s stomach. The baby kicked, making Scott wince.

“Hooves hurt like a bitch.”

“I bet,” Andy’s mother said. “I can’t imagine I’d want a bucking bronco in my belly.”

“I hope he’s a pegasus,” Scott said with a grin. “Flying is so much fun.”

“I bet it is,” Andy’s father said. “But that magic stuff looks fun too.”

“Yeah, Andy and Eric have been learning from scratch.” Scott nodded. “Eric's pretty good at it.”

“I just hope your baby has a happy life,” Andy’s mother said. “Though, it might be easier if it was a human.”

“I know.” Scott sighed, looking at her belly sadly.

“Hey, no matter what the baby turns out as, we’ll help you,” Andy’s father offered.

Scott brightened up, flashing a smile. “Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it, this is our grandchild after all.” Andy’s mother returned her smile.

“School’s going to be tough.”

“Well, if all else fails, homeschooling could be an option,” Andy’s father pointed out.

“Eric’s already putting lessons together,” Scott snickered. “She’s really excited to be a dad.”

“I’m sure you’ll all be fantastic parents,” Andy’s mother said. “But you’d better be ready for us to spoil our grandchild.”

“Somebody should,” Scott agreed.

“How's the gossip coming?” Andy asked, carrying a tray of steaming tea.

“No gossip, just chatting,” Scott said. “Your parents are as excited about the baby as we are.”

“That's good to hear.” Andy smiled, setting the tray down, handing Scott her cup.

“Yes, and I hope you don’t mind, but we’re going to be visiting more from now on,” Andy’s mother said, taking her own cup.

“Of course, we’d love to see you both more often.” Andy grinned. “We have a lot of time on our hands actually.”

“Yeah, half of us just lay around and watch our stomachs swell further,” Scott joked.

“And you still look good,” Andy complimented, kissing her nose.

“You flatterer.” Scott grinned and returned the gesture.

“You two are adorable,” Andy’s mother said, smiling at them.

“Yeah, I think I’m getting cavities watching the two of you,” Andy’s father joked with a large grin. Andy giggled, snuggling close to Scott.

“I’ll admit, dating my best friend was a little weird to me at first,” Andy said. “But now I don’t think I could see myself with anyone else.”

“Me either.” Scott spread a wing, draping it over Andy's back.

“Your father and I feel the same way about each other,” Andy’s mother said, taking her husband’s hand.