Impregnation Incantation

by Pacificside18

Rating: mature
Tags: Anthro, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Fetish, Starlight Glimmer, Pinkie Pie, Sex, Random
Length: 10038

An old Nightmare Night tale about a witch's desire for a stronger force to steal candy. But she got more than she bargained for when a deal with a spirit goes awry.

Long ago before Nightmare Night was all about giving candy, Starlight Spellcaster was all about taking it from the citizens of Hollow Shades. Every year she'd take what she proclaimed as rightfully hers thanks to a shadow disguise that fooled the townsfolk. But now she desires it all in one sitting, and a bargain with an unusual spirit will give her the shadow monster she desires. One minor detail the spirit left out; she'd have to gestate her own desire for a full day.

Contains: pregnancy, hyper pregnancy, lactation, belly expansion, breast expansion

Published 2017-11-04 10:20:07 UTC
Last updated 2017-11-04 10:20:07 UTC

Chapter 1 - The Incantation

They say Nightmare Night is a once-a-year tradition for fun and games, tricks and treats. This particular story is one of many that covers the true definition of “Tricks” and “Treats”.

Hundreds of years ago, high above Foal Mountain, there was a sole tower that oversaw the old town of Hollow Shades. This particular tower stood as tall Princess Twilight’s castle, but did not shine as brightly. The structure had been built high above to keep away intruders who would dare invoke who-so-ever lived inside. And inside this tower, lived the shadow of the mountain; the mysterious terror of Starlight Spellcaster.

At least…that’s what the townsfolk would say. Starlight Spellcaster was not as terrifying as the people were led to know. She stood tall, wearing a witch’s hat and branded a rather revealing green and purple outfit with leg stockings reaching up to her thighs and a witch’s belt buckle to tie it all down. But she was nothing more but a childish trickster in a full grown body. Her spells created the illusions to scare the denizens of the town to force over their treasures. Gold? Silver? Gems? No, none of those treasures. This particular town was robbed of an unusual source: their candy supply.

Every year around this time, the Spellcaster would ride in as a mysterious shadow demanding the candy from the townsfolk. This was led to also believe that the shadow was a servant to Nightmare Moon, who had been banished to the moon years ago. And this shadow was somehow trying to save their master from her sister’s punishment. They once tried to fight back, but the shadow did nothing but dodge their attacks. The shadow never attacked, only moaned for the yearly treats and threatened to haunt the town for a thousand years if they did not comply. Scared and with no other option, they would feed the shadow who would disappear for another year until the time came again.

Starlight Spellcaster would revel in her successful caches that she would stow away at the top of her tower, only allowing her and her alone to see her delicious treasure.

“Hm-hm-hm,” Starlight Spellcaster boasted, “My candy collection is the most valuable thing in Equestria! I dare anypony to come and take my well-earned prize! HA-HA!” Little did she know that this year, the tricks and treats would turn on the Spellcaster.

The witch had begun to brew a new Shadow disguise from her cauldron to continue the yearly feast of her candy collection. Her ego, heavily inflated by her success had decided to change things up a bit.

“This town must be drained of its candy cache this year,” she declared, “A bigger shadow is required, something more frightening, more powerful! These spells have reached their limits, but there must be something or somepony that can take me to the next level!”

She turned to her spellbooks in search of an answer. She would either get her wish through a book…or through the unknown. She had noticed a strange book sitting in her shelf this year. It wasn’t as faded as most of the others and its font seemed curvy. She opened the book and flipped through the pages until she pointed a finger at a potential answer.

“The Power-Hungry Sprit,” the Spellcaster read aloud, “Strengthens the user’s power through a bargain of their choice. Beware its unusual personality. Its bargains are most unusual and random.”

The Spellcaster did not have the patience to read through the rest of its warnings and turned to the conjuring page. She tossed the spell’s ingredients into the cauldron, but one spell made her scratch her head. It required ten pieces of candy to complete the spell. Starlight Spellcaster had never taken any candy out of her tower before, but if she wanted the power to steal all the candy this year, she needed the boost. She teleported to the top of the tower and grabbed ten different pieces before popping back on the ground level. One by one, she unwrapped the wrappers and held all ten pieces in one hand. And then, she incantation from her book.

“I summon the spirit of trick-or-treat,
their bargains and exchanges that cannot be beat,
I, the summoner have nothing to lose,
How will they decide, how will they choose!”

The spellcaster dropped all ten pieces into the cauldron as it bubbled and boiled, turning its water from green to pink. Suddenly, a bright pink light burst out of the caldron, splashing boiling water across the floors and into the gutters below. It flew round and around the ground tower floor until stopping in front of its master. The spirit itself was pink and had a curly mane stretching down to its waist. It had no legs, but a ghostly tail and…packed a whopping pair upon its chest.

“Well hi!” greeted the spirit to a judging Starlight Spellcaster.

“Are you…the Power-Hungry spirit?” she questioned.

“Uh-huh! Call me PONK!”

“P-Ponk?”

"Nuh-uh, PONK! All caps P-O-N-K, PONK! With an exclamation point at the end!"

The Spellcaster was puzzled. Perhaps she summoned the wrong spirit.

“Uh…Ponk—“

“PONK!”

“Whatever. You are said to possess a power to increase my power or allow me to learn much more powerful spells, correct?”

“Yup! Got somethin’ on your mind?” She excitedly ask, floating around and lying her body horizontally, her ghostly bust bouncing up and down in front of Starlight, who tried to look away with a blush on her face.

“Y-yes. I require a new shadow disguise. Something bigger, meaner, scarier enough to swindle an entire town of their candy supply—“

“CANDY?!” she exclaimed happily. This gave the Spellcaster the proper idea of the bargain.

“Why, yes. This town has loads of candy. Tell you what? If you conjure me the shadow spell I require, I’ll let you have a bag to go. What do you say?”

“Yeah! Definitely,” the spirit agreed, “I’ll have you a new Shadow spell by next month!”

“N-NEXT MONTH?! But-but Ponk—

“PONK!”

“Whatever. I need that spell tomorrow night when the candy supply is at its greatest! I will miss my deadline if my spell doesn’t arrive in time!”

“Hmm…you need it that badly, huh?” the spirit questioned.

“I want to collect every piece of candy off of those townsfolk. Are you sure you can’t supply me the spell?”

Ponk—

“PONK!”

Whatever. She gave it a very hard thought. By supplying her with her spell by tomorrow night, she’d get that bag of candy. But she wouldn’t have it in time. However, she found the alternative.

“Say, humor me for a sec, alright? What if I got you something better than a spell? Your very own Shadow creature that will go in instead of you to take the candy? And it’ll be ready by sundown tomorrow.”

“Yes! That’d be perfect!” Starlight approved at first, “But hang on…what’s the coverage?”

“Uh, upgrade the bag into a pillow case full of candy?”

“You’ve got yourself a deal.”

Starlight Spellcaster held a hand up to shake the spirit’s hand. The spirit returned to its upright position and held out its hand, reaching for Starlight. As they touched, the spirit’s hand simply went through the Spellcaster.

“Oh…right,” she embarrassingly admitted, “Keep forgetting about that. Anyway, WOOOO!!

The spirit began circling around the tower floor at a head-spinning pace, around Starlight and floated above the cauldron raising its arms up.

“Candy, candy for my tummy,
Make this spellcaster the proper mommy,
Have this shadow grow and grow,
When does it come? Well, you’ll know. :P”

The spirit flicked its arms and an aura encapsulated all around Starlight Spellcaster until the bright colors disappeared.

“See you at sunset tomorrow!”

With a twist and a bend, she flung herself back into the cauldron and disappeared in a pink puff of smoke.

“Well…” the Spellcaster commented, brushing off whatever puff of spirit smoke off of her, “That couldn’t have been more random.

With the bargain in place, the witch began to clean up the mess the spirit had left, brushing whatever cauldron water. She smiled with content as her yearly plans had escalated to its biggest and scariest yet. Not only would she be able to swindle the town of candy again, but now she’ll have the power and force to collect every last butter-scotch drop. All for her and her alone.

After cleaning the cauldron, Starlight scratched her midsection with heavy eyelids. The incantation had possibly made her a bit tired this evening and decided to end her evening early. She couldn’t wait to get her hands on all that candy this year. She retired to her bedroom on the second to the top level of the tower and hung her witch’s cap on the nearby dresser. She attempted to undo her belt, but for some reason it had felt a bit…tighter than usual. Perhaps the spirit’s displays had messed her up a bit. In fact her mane had been blown out of proportion so she went to her bedroom mirror and quickly fixed the damage.

The Spellcaster held her head high with her hands on her waist…before looking down at her body in slight confusion. Was it just her, or did her own bust grow a bit. She slid off her green and purple dress and undid her bra, letting it all drop to the ground before re-approaching the mirror. She stared at her chest in confusion. Had she grown just a little bit more since she became an adult? She was in her prime and she seemed a bit perkier than before.

Just to be sure she wasn’t imagining things, she cupped her breasts in her hand, feeling nothing more than just fleshy weight. Nothing out of the ordinary. She slowly turned around and reclipped her bra on before changing into her bedroom gown. She climbed into bed, blew out the candle, and drifted herself to sleep. But unknown to the Spellcaster, the spirit had casted a spell of her own, as the enchantment she uttered echoed inside Starlight’s head over and over throughout the night.

“Candy, candy for my tummy,
Make this spellcaster the proper mommy,
Have this shadow grow and grow,
When does it come? Well, you’ll know. :P”

Starlight tossed and turned, sweating through her sleep, feeling as though she was slowly losing breath and sinking into her bed. The dreams and feelings lasted throughout the evening until daybreak.

Author's Note

Here it is! My contribution to the Fertile Fright pack. Going to divide it into chapters and see if that helps any bit since this is currently my longest story so far.

Chapter 2 - Impregnated

When she had finally woken up, Starlight felt completely groggy and dizzy, almost like she passed out from flying mach speeds on her broom. She had trouble sitting up in her bed as dawn cracked through the wooden shutters. The morning sun blinded her as she finally gathered the strength to pick herself up and close the window shutters.

Starlight yawned as she dragged her body towards the bedroom door and entering her personal bathroom. She splashed a bit of warm water from her collected water bucket to re-open her eyes.

“Ha…today’s the day, Starlight”, she quietly boasted to herself, “My new shadow will pillage every piece of candy out of their town and make me rich.”

She tried to quickly pick herself up, but something pulled her down. Confused, but fully awake, she looked down…and there, she spotted a lump distending from her gown.

“What…what is this?” Starlight said, starring at the bump on her. It was the size of a grapefruit poking out of her. She placed a palm on it and pressed down. It was firm, causing chills to start rising in the Spellcaster. She raised her hands her to her cleavage, and now it was clear that they had grown, too. Starlight’s breathing began to increase from the panic.

“What—what’s happening to me??”

She rushed back to the bedroom and looked upon her form in shock and disgust. Her perfect figure had been blemished by an unusual growth. She then remembered the words the spirit spoke.

“Candy, candy for my tummy, make this spellcaster the proper—URGH!!”

Audible growls and poking flesh instinctively made the Spellcaster grab her stomach. She witnessed as the lump inside her swelled burst by burst until her belly became the size of a melon. The noises and feelings quickly dissipated after that.

“…M-mommy…”

She now knew the danger that she had created upon herself. The spell the spirit placed on her had fertilized one of her eggs to become the shadow creature she demanded. A rather dirty trick for an innocent, but busty, spirit.

“I must contact that dirty pink ghost quickly. Before I explode!

Starlight exited her room back in her witch attire, but now with the changes, the belt buckle now distended along with the growing womb inside her. Starlight shook off any negative thoughts and started gathering the supplies to re-summon the spirit. She worked quickly, knowing well that more growth spurts may end up pinning her.

All the ingredients were now in place, all but the candy in the top room of the tower. The Spellcaster used her power to quickly return to the top of the tower…but it failed.

“W-what?”

Again she attempted to use her magic to quickly head to the top, but something was causing her to no longer use spells. And all she had to do to find the culprit was to look down.

“…you will pay for this spirit.”

With no other option, she ascended her tower to her treasure room. She had to catch her breath due to the creature inside her crushing her lungs. But when she came to, she grabbed ten pieces of candy and was about to leave…but a craving inside her was feeling slightly hungry. In hopes of satisfying her trip up, she grabbed an extra piece of candy for herself and stuffed it away in her pocket. Starlight descended the stairs, feeling less tired than before and held the ten pieces in her hand above the cauldron.

“I summon the spirit of trick-or-treat,
their bargains and exchanges that cannot be beat,
I, the summoner have nothing to lose,
How will they decide, how will they ch—CHOOSE!!

Starlight’s belly began to shake and churn as she accidentally dropped the pieces of candy. Good news for Starlight was that they all landed in the pot. The bad news were the feelings inside her shaking up a storm as her womb expanded out and plumped up to the size of a watermelon. And speaking of melons, her breasts weren’t any stranger to the change as they swelled up to match the demands of her insides.

Catching her breath again, she groped a breast and knew what was happening; she was creating the motherly nutrition for the demon shadow inside her. But she doubted that it would need that to survive. She looked up to see the cauldron that had sparked out a pink, glowing orb again.

“S-spirit! I wish to undo our bargain! I’m—“

“Hello!” spoke the orb, “If you’re hearing this, this is a recorded message from me! PONK! I am unfortunately unable to speak to those who had already conjured me for their services. They must wait another 1,000 years to use my services again.”

Starlight’s heart sunk.

“HOWEVER!” the voice continued, “If you have used my services in less than 24 hours and are currently experiencing any difficulties, relax! I will return at our designated time to properly negotiate any further details about our bargains. I hope this recording has helped understand any concerns and remember: No refunds!”

The pink orb crashed into the cauldron and exploded in a puff of smoke. Starlight let her knees touch the floor. She had to process what was going to happen to her. With the spirit’s aid unavailable until sunset, Starlight might be unfortunate enough to explode before she arrives! Now panicking in place, she felt around her pockets in hope of books, spells, addresses, ANYTHING to undo the mess she had placed upon herself.

Her panic came to a sudden halt when she remembered she stuffed a piece of candy away in her pocket. Starlight could only let out a sigh in defeat and decided to eat the piece of candy. She unwrapped the wrapper and plopped it into her mouth. It was strange for her; in all her years of harvesting candy, she had never had a piece until now. She allowed it to slowly melt away inside her mouth and swallowed its contents. The panic she was having felt non-existent as she experienced her first piece of candy. She was pleased.

“Have…have I been hoarding candy this the entire time and never once eaten it?” Starlight questioned herself, “Why do I suddenly feel silly from never eating it?”

The spellcaster was puzzled. She was impregnated with a shadow demon and slowly growing, but also just had her first piece of candy. What was she to do? She placed a palm on her swollen girth. And then she looked up where the candy would supposedly be.

“…I must prepare myself quickly. Before I’m unable to move.” With a snap of her finger, an idea lit up in her head, “Besom!”

Starlight got back onto her legs and whistled out to someone…but they never came. She whistled out again but nothing returned the call.

“Oh…right…”

Starlight walked up to her personal kitchen and unlocked a closet door. Inside were a couple of soup cans, a few spell books and a lone broom sitting on the wall.

“Uh, Besom?”

The broom had come alive and quickly flew out. It started to cause a ruckus, running into tables and knocking over cabinets.

“Besom! Besom stop!”

The broom finally looked over to Starlight, but darted off far from her as quickly as possible.

“No, Besom come back! I need your help!”

It took a couple of seconds, but the broom tip toed up the stairs and confronted her. Although it had no arms, its bristles said everything it needed; it did not like her for abandoning her flying broom years ago.

“Besom…I know I haven’t ridden you in years, but now might be the last time…”

The stance it had went back to normal. Probably filled with concern or confusion.

“I don’t have much time. A spirit I conjured has placed a demon shadow inside me. It’s growing slowly and I won’t be able to maneuver up and down these stairs sooner or later.”

The broom turned 180 degrees and stepped away from its old master.

“Please…help me. This is my only request of you today.”

Turning slightly back towards its master, the broom agrees to aid the Spellcaster for the last time.

“Thank you, Besom. I don’t know what’s going to happen tonight but I’m expecting the worst. And I must prepare for it.”

Starlight pulled out a note pad and started writing a list of items using an inked quill.

“I need all this on the center floor. I’m going to go a bit slower but you’ll be able to get around much faster than I can. Are you up for it?”

The broom bent its bristles in agreement.

Starlight tied the notepad to Besom as he dashed away towards the bottom floors.

“AAUUGHRR—“

The Spellcaster caught herself this time and kept her arms firm on the table. The movements inside her increased again as now she was in a stance to witness the growth first hand. Her womb had begun bumping up again, causing Starlight to grunt from every burst of growth. Her breasts slowly swelled up with the belly, and now her setup looks as though she may give birth to twins.

“P…please hurry,” Starlight pleaded.

Author's Note

The entire story was written on a single word document. No breaks for even larger chapters since I'm far from making a story of THAT magnitude.

Chapter 3 - The Shadow

The broom zipped and zoomed in and around the tower, collecting the materials asked upon the Spellcaster. Books, blankets, and pillows were thrown into a pile on the central floor; Starlight’s main living room quarters. Besom was happy to finally be of use after years of negligence, even if it was for only one time or perhaps the very last time.

Meanwhile, the Spellcaster collected supplies of her own from her bedroom.

“I must be overthinking this,” Starlight questioned, “That spirit was too bubbly and friendly to go ahead and kill me over a bag of candy. She-she wouldn’t dare have me explode in my own home and make this my last Nightmare Night!” She grabbed her own stomach in hopes that she was right, “…would she?”

The Spellcaster brought down two wooden buckets, one filled with warm water with a rag and the other with cold water for hydration. The buckets had strained on her and she had to rest on the circular living room rug.

“To be the mother of a demon. I don’t know whether to be happy or scared of this outcome. I’ll need to first be able to live and tell the tale before I can make any assumpt--…tions?”

Starlight’s attention was brought to her swollen womb. Something inside her reacted. Tapping on the outer walls.

“It-it moves!”

She placed a palm on the front of her stomach, where something inside her slowly reached out and pushed upon the hand.

“Wh-whoa…you are a strange creature.”

The creature inside her caused much squirming from the comment, almost as if it understood her. Starlight was surprised, but perhaps more testing should be required.

“Uh…shadow, demon thing…if you can hear and understand what I’m saying, um, tap my hand three times.”

The Spellcaster placed her palm on the right side of her swollen stomach. But the creature didn't react so quickly.

“Oh. Well, I guess that was exp—oh!”

Tap-tap-tap, the unborn shadow reached out and touched its mother’s hand. It was true; the creature could understand her.

“Amazing…” she commented as she took a seat on her recliner, “I guess Besom isn’t the only one I can speak to. Un-unless for some strange reason you can speak as well. Can you?

Her womb did not budge. An obvious no, perhaps.

“Well, I guess that’d make sense, wouldn’t it? Oh! Hey, you wouldn’t mind slowing down your growth spurts for a bit? I’m kinda worried you might burst out of me. That spirit I summoned wasn’t very clear on how I’d obtain you, y’know?”

Once again, the womb didn’t budge.

“Thought so...It seems like I might have to ride this entire thing through until sunset tonight. And then, we’ll finally get to introduce ourselves properly.”

The creature created a somewhat purring feeling inside its mother. Starlight felt the vibrating and rubbed herself as if she were petting a cat.

“Maybe I was overreacting. I’ll be happy to see you when you come out.

The purring abruptly stopped. It was replaced with the loud groans and the shaking movements.

“Oh no, here we go ag-again!”

The Spellcaster’s womb bounced and trembled as the next growth spurt had come. She had now adjusted to its abrupt changes that she no longer yelled out in pain. And it began to spurt out once again, now to the size of a large pumpkin with her bust swelling along. Her body had stretched wide enough that the belt buckle was almost ready to burst off her body. When the noises subsided, Starlight’s body was thankfully still capable of sitting on her recliner.

“Are-are you ok in there?” she questioned her belly with concern.”

The creature rolled its arm, paw, or claw across her expanded stomach. But the noise it made seemed to have pitched deeper the bigger it gets.

“Sorry, dumb question. But I mustn’t sit around; I need to prepare for the birth!”

The Spellcaster attempted to escape her seat, but the last growth spurt had made I a bit difficult. But suddenly, she got up without a struggle. Confused, she turned around at her seat but there was nothing out of the ordinary. But her eyes darted at her own shadow, noticing that something connected to her shadow’s armed pushed her up. She turned around thinking there was an intruder, but nobody was there. And then she turned back to her body.

“Did…did YOU do that?”

The creature purred for its mother, wishing to aid her during her pregnancy.

“Talk about friends from the inside. You and I, shadow, are going to get along just fine.”

The womb kicked out hard in hopes of pointing something out to her.

“Oh…a name? I’m usually creative with them but I can’t give you a proper name until I get a good look at you with my own eyes. If I were to give it to you now, I’d just name you Kicky.”

Starlight looked up towards the upstairs where she had come from. She still had things to gather.

“Even locked up inside me, you could be a big help. Get me upstairs and I’ll grab the remaining supplies I need.

Suddenly the Spellcaster had felt as though she was being given a boost as she was capable of walking up the stairs again. But looking at her own shadow revealed unknown limbs sprouting from her own shadow pushing her along her way. Up, up to the top of the tower, swinging the door open and entering her treasure horde.

“I already sent Besom to grab a bucket’s worth but it wouldn’t hurt to grab two more buckets worth, would it?”

Her womb kicked in acceptance as Starlight got down on her knees and scooped a batch of candy with one of her buckets. She repeated the process with the other bucket and tried to hold them both up. But she strained as she tried to lift the buckets. The mass inside her gave her the extra helping hand and lifted the buckets with her.

“Thank you. But are you somewhat fused to my body or can you move on your own?”

Nothing more but a quiet bubbling suggested it was bound to its mother.

“Of course. Was only curious but you’re best aiding me as much as you can. We’re both in this together.”

The creature inside purred as they both walked back down to the living room. Once there, Starlight spotted her broom dropping off a couple of fresh sets of clothes and turned back towards her, but not before being scared by the unusual shadow being casted by the Spellcaster and hiding in the kitchen.

“Don’t worry, Besom. Our new friend here isn’t going to hurt us. It’s the creature I asked for, but it’s kind of bound to me until birth.”

The broom flew back towards its master and tilted its handle in confusion. Starlight looked around the living room. She just about had everything she required for the evening; candy was laid across the living room table and fresh water was supplied in the kitchen. The main couch had been adjusted and covered in half a dozen pillows while emergency cloths and medicine were supplied on the kitchen counter. And finally, she had asked for her mirror to be brought down and placed in front of the circular rug bearing Starlight’s cutie mark on it.

“Wonderful work, you two,” Starlight complimented, “I should be ready for tonight unless something new decides to rear its ugly head into my private business. I’ll call upon you if I need any further assistance, Besom.”

The broom tilted its handle sideways.

“And this time I won’t lock your door. Alright?”

The broom nodded and zoomed away back into the storage closet it had been lying in. It rested its bristles on the ground and became inanimate again.

Now alone with the unborn creature, Starlight walked to the center of the room and carefully lied her knees on the round carpet. With nothing else to do for now, she rested her eyes for a brief moment. Her head tilted downward, softly rubbing her gravid form as the shadow inside purred within her once more.

“What in Equestria am I feeling?” Starlight judging herself, “Have I perhaps gone through those five phases of acceptance so fast that I now consider THIS normal? I am Starlight Spellcaster, witch of Foal Mountain, not some surrogate mother!

She sighed off her complaints and looked back down towards her swollen stomach.

“Despite all of this, I am rather enjoying the company. It’s always been myself but now I’ve reunited with an old assistant and am now about to obtain the ultimate means of pilfering every last drop of candy from Hollow Shades. Speaking of which…”

The Spellcaster turned around and held a hand towards the table. Her shadow stretched out to the candy on top and grabbed a handful that levitated towards her and dropped into her palm. Using her other hand, she unwrapped all of the pieces and sent them all down her mouth in one swing. The mixture of chocolates and fruit flavors had started giving Starlight a massive sweet tooth and wished for more. She reached out again with her unborn assistant and obtained another handful. She individually ate each piece of candy to learn its flavors and had already decided the grape was her personal favorite. On her next reach, sorted her candy apart and ate each flavor one at a time. It was getting hard for her to stop eating her so called “treasure”.

“Mmf, so delicious!” the Spellcaster declared as she reached for another handful, “So what’s your favorite flavor? I’ll have them one at a time and you let me know which is the best. Got it?”

The unborn shadow audibly acknowledged her request.

Starlight first unwrapped and ate a set of cherry candies. Her belly didn’t growl so it was assumed none of these. She moved onto the orange flavors, followed by the blueberries, grapes, lemons and the default chocolate. None of these satisfied it. Through the process of elimination, one flavor was left on her palm and she ate all of them in one gulp.

“Well, if it isn’t limes, I don’t know what it—is—“

Her womb growled and groaned. At first she was confused if this was the way the shadow was saying “yes”, but she knew what was coming. And this time, she became intolerable to the growing pains. She shut her eyes and allowed both hands to be placed upon her womb as the flesh underneath her robe burst out several more times. But this time something felt wrong. She felt like she was being squeezed too tight in her delicate state, almost as if something needed to give. But one last surprise growth spurt did the trick and the witch’s belt and buckle snapped off, collapsing to the rug. Her body wasn’t done changing yet. Starlight’s bust had also began putting on more weight. It had gotten to the point that she felt like a water balloon as something warm and wet built up inside her breasts.

The changes had finished, and now Starlight sported a belly as round as a wagon wheel. She picked herself up and brought her new form to the mirror in front of her. She had noticed that where her old belt buckle was, there now was a popped-out belly button. As for the belt itself, it may as well be scrapped for parts now that the outie had destroyed it. Up above her womb, her rack was being held up by her growing womb, looking rather perkier and pointier. They also felt warmer than before, and the Spellcaster reached a hand up to her chest and groped herself. A small splotch of white liquid had dampened her witches robe. She let go and looked at her entire body in the mirror that thankfully could still house her body for the moment.

“…I’m at a loss for words,” the Spellcaster confessed to its unborn child, “How big are you going to get?”

The shadow creature groaned in a new, lower pitch, unsure of the near future itself.

“I must put my focus elsewhere. Luckily, my bookshelf should have something I can read.”

Starlight now had to waddle over to her destinations as her growing size lessened her movement speed and mobility. She got back down on her knees and looked through her shelf. Most of her readings consisted of magical spells and advanced telekinesis, nothing too much in the realm of fantasy or science fiction novels. All but one that had always peaked her interests; the story of Dr. Frankenstallion. In fact, there was a book marker still inside.

“Perfect, all this plotting had put me behind my old reading schedule,” Starlight observed.

She and her demon shadow child picked themselves up and brought the book to the Spellcaster’s recliner. She slowly took her seat as the old wood creaked loudly under her surprising weight.

“Ever heard of Dr. Frankenstallion?”

Her belly only gurgled quietly.

“Well, it’s only one of the best science fiction novels known to ponykind. Would you like me to read aloud to you?”

The purring feeling asked her to go on.

“Alright, but I’m continuing on where I left off so pay attention.”

Starlight opened her book to chapter five, where the mad doctor Frankenstallion brings his creation to life.

“I started from my sleep with horror; a cold dew covered my forehead, my teeth chattered, and every limb became convulsed; when, by the dim and yellow light of the moon, as it forced its way through the window shutters, I beheld the wretch --the miserable monster whom I had created.”

Her womb got comfortable as the Spellcaster continued to narrate the story for it.

Author's Note

Sadly, the cover art I selected had to be removed due to some NSFW guidelines that it couldn't pull off. You can still find the picture off-site on Derpibooru.

Chapter 4 - The Sweet Tooth

Two hours had passed as the sun continued its course over Foal Mountain.

“I shall die, and what I now feel be no longer felt. Soon these burning miseries will be extinct. I shall ascend my funeral pile triumphantly and exult in the agony of the torturing flames. The light of that conflagration will fade away; my ashes will be swept into the sea by the winds. My spirit will sleep in peace, or if it thinks, it will not surely think thus. Farewell."

Starlight closed her book and set it aside and finally rested her voice and eyes for a bit while her insides purred with gratitude for the story narration. She snapped a finger and Besom flying in to aid its master.

“Drinking water…please…” Starlight said with a dry throat.

The broom flew to the kitchen, used its long handle to carry the bucket by the handle and carefully flew back with it. Starlight took the cup floating inside and scooped some water out. She leaned her head back and glugged down a good amount of water. She dropped the cup back into the remaining drinking water and let Besom return it back to the kitchen.

“Hooooo….” The Spellcaster sighed. She was about to talk to her inside partner but its movements and sounds had quieted down a bit. So she took the time to recline back a bit and rest her eyes. But her body had its own plans as the swelling returned to make Starlight grow. Spurt by spurt, the Spellcaster’s gravid belly swelled again alongside her breasts that stretched the top half of her witches robe. But surprisingly, none of those feelings triggered Starlight to wake up as she held a soft smile during the process the entire time.

When the growth spurt ended, the recliner finally gave in and collapse into pieces with Starlight still on it. The force had knocked all of Starlight’s breath out of her system as she began to panic for her health. Taking deep breaths, the collapsed unicorn tried to bring herself up, but she was getting pinned by her growing weight.

“Sh-shadow! Wake up, I’m down!”

The creature reacted as the shadow around the spell caster showed the creature’s limbs telepathically moving pieces of collapsed wood out of the way and helping its mother onto her knees. She took deep breaths until her heart rate had stabilized a bit.

“Are-are you all right?”

A limb rubbed against the walls, it was still ok.

“Good,” she turned to her former resting place, now a pile of broken boards, “Think that last chug of water broke the chair. Great.”

Rubbing the back of her neck, she looked down at her body and realized what had really happened.

“That last growth felt a bit delayed,” Starlight noted, “The pace of these growth spurts must be slowing down.”

Something wet trickled down to the top of her stomach. She looked over at her mirror and witnessed the wet splotches dripping down from her swelling breasts. Hoping to stop her leakage, she waddled over to her emergency cloths and stuffed two folded, dry ones inside her stretching bra. Not the best fix but it was the only one she had.

The Spellcaster felt the need to climb to the roof of her tower, hoping to find a new way to pass the time.

“I’d like to share something with you, if you’re not still so ruffled from that fall.”

The shadow creature inside moaned, its pitch still getting lower, in agreement and let its shadowy limbs aid her climb upstairs.

“How about you, Besom?”

The broom flew to her side as all three climbed the tower. Once inside her treasure room, Starlight pointed at a roof hatch on the far side of the room. It required a key for its padlock but luckily the Spellcaster kept it safe inside a false brick wall in the treasure room.

“Can you pull out this brick, shadow?” she asked her womb.

The creature obliged. Starlight watched her shadow spawn limbs and pull out the brick. The broom watched from behind its master as if whatever was inside her helped commanded only the shadows of objects and people as the brick pulled itself out, collapsing onto the floor. The Spellcaster grabbed the key dangling in the back on a hook and looked up at the hatch and the ladder up to it. She questioned if she was capable of fitting through the hole.

“There’s no way that ladder’s going to hold all my weight, let alone have it capable of ho-OOOOOOOAH!”

She began hovering and was slowly brought up to the padlock. She looked down and spotted shadowy limbs stretching upwards towards her.

“Y-yeah, that’ll do!”

She undid the lock and put it and the key in her spare pocket. The creature pushed open the hatch and attempted to lift its mother through the narrow hole. Starlight closed her eyes and sucked in whatever gut she had left as she felt her belly rub against the concrete bricks, a possible note that this would be her only time she can do this.

Now back on her feet, the Spellcaster brushed off whatever dust got rubbed on her and looked out towards the surrounding landscape of Foal Mountain, her trusty broom alongside her while her mane danced around in the wind. She walked over to the edge of the Castle roof, looking down at the town she haunted.

“Picture, if you will,” Starlight began, “Down, down below this castle lies a town of ponies that make the same, sweet candy that I’ve been feeding us. Every year I go down there and collect my share of sweets by force using an old spell that made my appearance that of a shadow. My treasure sits right below us as we speak. It had been mostly uneaten until today and I think this year, we’re going to bring our A-game. And it’ll all be thanks to you. Normally, I never share my treasured sweets with anyone, but starting tonight after our raid, I can start making exceptions.”

The swelling womb groaned and purred in delight, but it scared the broom enough to step aside from its master. And it took a few more steps when Starlight’s belly growled its loudest growl.

“Boy, the thought of the candy’s actually making me a bit hungry myself,” she concurred with her onboard companion, “Think we should try out some more of that candy?”

The creature inside had the strongest hunger as it tried to pull itself along with Starlight back towards the hatch opening, causing Starlight to nearly fall over.

“Easy, easy!” the Spellcaster commanded its unborn child, “I can only move so fast.”

Besom swooped through the hatch opening while Starlight walked to its opening and turned around. She laid her arms out as more shadowy limbs grabbed her own and carefully descended the hatch, closing the door behind it. The creature picked up the padlock and locked the door while picking up the key and stuffing it behind the wall with the false brick.

“You’re really catching on,” she complimented her belly, “We’re all going to make a great team.”

The broom bent its handle again in confusion.

“Yes, even you, Besom. You’ve been neglected long enough.”

The broom jumped for joy and flew circles around its master and back down the other floors.

“While you’re down there, pick up a few pillows and sheets for us!” Starlight called to her broom.

She then swung her girth over to the massive treasure pile of sweets. Dozens of different kinds all waiting to be tasted and eaten. The longer she stared, the louder her stomach growled.

“So…where’d you like to start?” The Spellcaster said rubbing her womb.

Different pieces of candy lifted into the air by the shadowy force and were presented to its mother, meanwhile, Besom began dropping blankets and pillows up and down the floors.

“These will do.”

She grabbed the closest piece and tossed it down its mouth. Lime flavor. Her womb purred in acceptance for its favorite flavor.

“I’ve discovered I’m more of a grape kind of girl but whatever suits you”, she stated as she gobbled a grape-flavored piece of taffy.

Their hunger intensified, the shadow now instinctively brought up a newly unwrapped piece of candy every time a piece was consumed. When the last of the pillows and blankets came up, she lied herself down on them and let the shadow do its work, feeding her piece after piece of sweet, delicious candy.

Her self-composure slowly dissipated as she ate more and more candy. She lied on the floor, looking up at the pieces of levitating candy for both her and the belly creature. Nothing to do but open wide to satisfy her candy-craving needs. But the more composure she lost, the crazier her reactions became. Strange feelings of euphoria made her moan with delight and play with her swollen body, stroking it up and down and side to side. And stranger still, the creature itself felt the same feelings as it fed its mother. It kicked and squirmed like a rat trying to escape its cage.

The sugar rush felt like it would have no end. But the satisfied churns inside slowed the chewing process as the Spellcaster swallowed its last cherry gobstopper and drifted into either sleep or possibly a food coma.

Author's Note

Don't have much to say for this one except for some random old guy screaming "CANDY!!" at a convention hall.

Chapter 5 - The Birth

“Hoo, boy! You’ve really let yourself go! You should probably wake up now and…try not to freak out?”

Whatever that voice was, Starlight was too busy trying to open her heavy eyes. Dabs of chocolate and sticky, fruity sweets covered her mouth and even licorice stick was stuck in her mane. She used the back of her hands to rub her eyes and attempted to pull herself up…she was permanently pinned.

“What in Equestri—AAAAAAHHH!!”

The Spellcaster’s womb had been busy during her sleep, as the shape she saw stretched upward like a mountain. Her body had become massive. Her womb stood tall, possibly as big as a doorframe while her over-swollen breasts had been soaking her witches robe from the amount of nutrition she had been producing. She heard gurgles, sloshes, groans and for some reason a strain, all coming from her body.

“Sh-shadow! Wake up!”

The shadow was already awake as its lowest pitched voice echoed inside her.

“Wha-what-what time is it? BESOM??”

The broom flew around her shape looking at her expression and opened the shutters. Starlight’s eyes widened as she saw the sun starting to touch the edges of the landscape. The birth was imminent.

“N-need to…need to get downstairs…”

Without warning, her entire, heavy body was lifted into the air. She looked down at her widened shadow where dozens of large limbs picked her up. Besom started bringing back down the pillows and sheets one trip at time to rush the situation. Starlight slowly levitated to the staircase but now she was too large to head down.

“We’re stuck! How are we going to get me do—“

BOOM!!

The concrete walls were blown to make room for Starlight. She’d have to take care of the property damage, but her path was clear. The limbs traveled down the stairs to the fourth floor. Once again the next staircase was blocking her path down.

BOOM!!

Another opening was made and Starlight’s levitating body reached its destination on the living room floor. The creature set her on her knees back on the rug, kneeling in front of the mirror that could no longer hold her entire shape. The straining noise continued, but Starlight minded no attention to it. She finally caught her breath after the shock and got to work prepping the birth.

“Water buckets and cloths.”

The limbs reached out and levitated the supplies to her. Starlight took the warmer bucket and a dry cloth to clean her face, as well as pull out the licorice stick still in her mane. She used the cloth to clean her hands from the leftover candy and tossed it aside once she felt sure she wasn’t sticky anymore.

Her throat had been dried severely from the candy she consumed. Taking the cold, drinking bucket by hand, she lifted its contents and started chugging down the water.

The straining noise started becoming louder and louder until finally…

“RRRRIP!”

The Spellcaster’s rack burst out from her robes and free from its bra, but her breasts were still held up by her enormous belly. Milk freely leaked from her nipples and down her ripped robes. When she brought the bucket back down, she paid no mind her exposed cleavage. She had to stay focused on what was to come. Besom brought down the last of the pillows and blankets as the creature inside her brought them all together, lifting its host up and lied the pillows and sheets in a comfortable position for her. She levitated back down, her stomach now angled in a way for the birth.

“…now all we can do is wait,” Starlight said, closing her eyes tight in hopes this moment would pass as quickly as possible.

Outside, the sun slowly sank under the horizon. Its rays of sunlight touched the bottom of the castle and climbed up to the third floor where Starlight was.

For the briefest of moments, everything silenced. The howling wind outside no longer blew through the window. Her stomach no longer groaned or kicked. The dead silence began to frighten the Spellcaster as she wasn’t sure what was about to ha—

“I’M BAAAACK!!”

Starlight screamed as the deafening silence abruptly got interrupted by the return of Ponk—

“PONK!”

Whatever.

“Whoa-ho-ho, when you really wanted a shadow, you really meant it.” The spirit commented, flying over to her face being blocked by her own body, “I’ve never seen such a bond between a mother and demon thing.”

“What…what do you mean?” The Spellcaster questioned, trying to get over her heart attack from the spirit’s appearance.

“That incantation I placed upon you made you swell the more you bonded with your creature. Must have had a good time with it, huh?”

“I-I don’t—“

“But hey, who am I to judge, Ms. Plotting Plot? Maybe you’re still thinking about your plans tonight.”

“What are you—“

“ANYWAY, enough chatting, you brewed your drink and now you get to drink it! You ready?”

What other choice did she have? The Spellcaster hesitantly nodded, prepared for whatever the spirit had in mind.

“Alright,” the spirit said backing up and posing her hands like she’s taking a picture, “…spread ‘em.”

“Wait, wha—“

Legs already spread, the spirit floored it and jumped into Starlight’s opening! The Spellcaster’s face blushed a hard red from the feeling of being violated in such a supernatural way. Her belly began to squirm again but this time it was being caused by a pink glow swimming inside starlight’s body.

“Man, you two sure had a party in here,” the spirit muffled from inside Starlight’s body, “I’ve never seen so much candy in one place before.”

The Spellcaster’s dumbfounded expression summed up her current situation pretty well.

The spirit then poked her head out of Starlight’s belly, staring at a leftover piece of candy lying next to her.

“Hey, is that a licorice stick?” she questioned and quickly grabbed, taking it inside with her. The audible noises of the spirit playfully eating the candy could be heard inside the belly.

“Alright, now where are you, shadow? You up here?—

SMACK!

The Spellcaster’s left breast jumped and milk spurted out and dribbled down the side of her body.

“Nope, you’re not it.”

The spirit continued to ride inside Starlight’s womb with her playful antics until it finally stopped somewhere underneath the belly button.

“Aw, there you are. Now don’t be scared, I’m here to get you out of here! Take my hand. Come on!”

Starlight tapped her fingers, still holding the flabbergasted expression on her face.

“Alright, here we come!”

The pink glow returned back to Starlight’s opening. The spirit came out first, gesturing whatever was inside the Spellcaster to come out, but nothing came.

“What’s that? You’re stuck? No worries, let me help you with that!”

The spirit jumped back inside Starlight’s opening without any warning. This situation was just too bizarre for Starlight to handle.

“All this to summon a bigger, scarier shadow demon,” she thought to herself, “What was I thinking??”

“Gotta be a way to let you slip out easier,” the spirit said, still squirming inside Starlight’s belly, “Oh, what’s this? I think this should do it. Alright, hang on!”

Sounds of water pipes and water valves could be heard outside of Starlight’s body. Now this spirit was just toying with her. After hearing several “valves” open…

Pop!

A gush of fluids poured out of Starlight’s opening. The birth had finally begun, starting with a loud scream for the Spellcaster herself.

“Alright, now!” the spirit called to whatever was inside her. “See that bright light? Head on through! Hey, Witchy! Now’s your time to push! Count to ten and rest! Trust me, I have a diploma in nursing!”

Starlight did what she said and began her first push. She screamed from the pain as sweat beads began forming on her head. After ten seconds, she rested to catch her breath. Besom, who had been hiding in fear from all this finally came in, dabbed a cloth into the cold water using its handle, and lied it upon Starlight’s head. But it didn’t want to stick around and find out what would happen and he zipped away downstairs.

“Ok, go again!”

The Spellcaster pushed again, gritting her teeth to fight off the pain and get this job done. Another ten seconds passed and she rested again. The pain was unlike anything she’d experience. The most done to her was a spell misfire that accidentally scorched her back and even then, this paled in comparison.

“Ready. And. GO!”

The third push began.

“WHAT AM I GIVING BIRTH TOO?!!” Starlight screamed.

“What you bargained for, remember??”

Another rest. Starlight felt like dying than finishing this painful process. But something near her opening was squirming around. Something wanted out.

“This next one should make some progress. PUSH!”

The pushing and screams had suddenly birthed out a visible, shadowy arm from Starlight’s opening, clawing into the floorboards. As the Spellcaster caught her breath through the pain, she felt the arm squirm from her opening. She never had felt more scared than she did now.

“Push! Push! PUSH!”

The scream she yelled had to have echoed across the Foal Mountains as a second arm burst out of her opening, followed by a round head with no facial traits.

“Nearly there! Just two more pushes!”

The more Starlight pushed, the more the creature freed itself from its mother. Meanwhile, the womb that carried her creature in shrank down in size, her belly slowly returning back to its original shape. Her breasts, on the other hand, were another story.

“Seal the bargain with one last push! GO!!”

With one last scream, Starlight pushed with all her might as the tail of the shadow finally escaped her mother’s womb. The Spellcaster lied motionless on the ground, her forehead damped by her sweat and eyes covered in tears of pain. Her witches robes became rags and her pillows and bedsheets were covered in fluids.

When she had the strength to open her eyes, she looked upon her inner creation. The creature she had been waiting for all day. It coated half of the room in a black fog as yellow, menacing eyes appeared from the darkness. Starlight, using whatever strength she had left pushed herself away to make room for whatever she conjured. When she touched the wall, the creatures’ massive arms jumped from the darkness and landed side by side in front of the Spellcaster. It reached its head forward, and bared glowing smile to accommodate its stare.

“M…my…my baby…” the only words Starlight could speak as she reached a hand out to its master. She now possessed the means to clear the town of all its candy.

The physical shadow reached a clawed finger to its mother’s hand. They were millimeters away from having first physical contact when—

POOF!

…the shadow turned into a giant, empty sack.

“WHAT.”

“Hey, my pillow sack!”

The spirit appeared and grabbed the massive sack, phasing it through the tower’s wall. It traveled up to the top floor and phased in. And using a comical vacuum suction, stole all the candy from the Spellcaster’s treasure room! Emptied out, she brought entire sack back the center floor.

“Aw, man, this was an awesome trade! You need to get pregnant more often!”

Anger and confusion filled Starlight’s emotions.

“What. Are. YOU. DOING?!” This was not part of our deal!”

“Sure it is! I provide you with your personal shadow creature in exchange for a pillow case full of candy!”

“THAT’S BIGGER THAN A PILLOW CASE!!”

“Hey, you made the rules. I just follow them.”

“But-but-but-but my shadow! What did you do with it?!”

What did I tell you? I gave you what you wanted, didn’t I? Look, I’d love to stay and chat, but this candy isn’t gonna eat itself! Toodles!

With a mighty grunt, the spirit phased through Starlight and the damaged tower wall with a giant sack of candy in hand.

“POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONK!!!!!!!”

Her angered voice echoed throughout the mountains for this night, Starlight Spellcaster, swindler of Hollow Shades, had been herself, swindled.

The spirit carried its heavy contents all the way down the mountain. All the way down to the village that had been pilfered of their candy every year. There, the citizens cheered as the spirit rode in with the heavy bag setting it in the town square.

“Well, I’ll be,” the mayor of the town proclaimed, “After all these years, every last piece of candy stolen from us; returned from that dreadful witch’s tower.

“Er…not ALL of the candy, the spirit corrected, “Had to make SOME sacrifices to bring it all down.”

“Think nothing of it!” the mayor shrugged, “Tonight calls for a celebration! In honor of your services, we shall distribute every last piece of candy across all of Equestria!

“Well, you don’t have to thank me,” the spirit said, floating towards a pony with her own extra gravid shape, “I’m just the roommate.”

The spirit had disappeared inside the pony she floated into. The mare’s belly glowed before returning to normal.

The mare patted her stomach where the spirit entered. She wore a fortune teller’s outfit with a turban upon her head.

“Hey, I shouldn’t take all the credit, PONK! We’re both in this together. In more ways than one, of course.”

“Madam Pinkie…” the mayor started, taking off his hat, “From the bottom of my heart, we here thank you for your services here in Hollow Shades. You and your, uh, unusual, spiritual friend inside you.

“Yeah,” Pinkie confessed, rubbing her belly, “she might be a handful but we both still love our tricks, especially ones that benefit like this. It was nice of PONK! to drop off that pink spellbook in a convenient spot on her bookshelf. Who would’ve thought she went for it on the first try?

“Madam Pinkie?” questioned a small filly, “Shouldn’t we worry that the witch will come back for all of our candy?”

“I doubt it, kiddo,” Madam Pinkie assured the child, “I think the bargain PONK! held will keep her busy for a long time to come.

Back inside the tower, a partially nude and defeated Starlight Spellcaster laid on the ground of her living room, cold, embarrassed and humiliated. Besom lied in the open broom closet, giving her the much needed space her master deserved.

As Starlight wept in sorrow, she noticed something squirming in the back of the living room. Curious, she lifted her weakened body and limped to the squirming sheet. It wasn’t wet like the others and it certainly didn’t look like one of her own bedsheets. Starlight cautiously lifted the sheet off whatever was squirming inside.

“GAAHH!”

She fell over as she discovered a tiny, black creature with saddened blue eyes and a ghostly shape squirming on the ground. Starlight gathered her courage and got closer to the tiny ghost. She hesitantly reached out and placed a palm on its head. The ghost felt like a thick pile of clouds as the Spellcaster lifted its body up with both hands and sat on the couch, holding it close to her swollen chest.

The tiny creature looked up, scared and afraid of what was happening. But Starlight rocked it calmly back and forth to calm its fear.

“What did I tell you? I gave you what you wanted, didn’t I?”

The spirit had kept her part of the bargain and delivered the Spellcaster her own shadow creature, just not as big and scary as she had hoped. She tossed the complaint aside and played with her new baby shadow.

“It appears, I’ve been blessed with a little Shade”, she quietly told herself.

She spotted something else left behind; a small bag of candy lying on the couch. She grabbed a piece and unwrapped a lime gummy. The baby saw it and grabbed the piece with both hands, consuming it quietly while its mother looked on in astonishment. With the piece of candy consumed, the baby shadow closed its eyes and drifted asleep.

As Besom walked over and looked upon the tower’s newest guest, Starlight decided to abandon her swindling ways for now she had a new treasure to protect; her own Shade.

Author's Note

And end scene. This story took a while to conjure together (ha, Haloween joke) and I'd say the work put in was definitely worth it. Hoping to see some comments tell me what they loved, hated, praised, or criticized so I can work harder to be a better writer.