A mare's personal space is serious business.

Such a space went by many colorful names ranging from Mare Nooks to Hormone Havens. When a mare was feeling the pressures of society and stress she might turn to her personal space for comfort. These spaces contained her various sentimental possessions so she could be surrounded by familiar sights and smells. Some mares used their spaces for hobbies, while others might fill it with family photos or valuables. It was a place for her loves and passions–and her secrets.

Most mares (and stallions) had these personal dens and for good reason: ponies were public and inclusive creatures by nature. And these traits were reinforced by the pressures of Equestrian culture which venerated transparency and openness. Because of these pressures, ponies commonly had a secret space to shelter themselves from constant social exposure. Most ponies will choose to share their personal space with friends and family; being welcomed into a pony’s private sanctum was a sign of trust between friends and a way of saying 'I value our friendship'. This was a great honor, because anything serious enough to warrant secrecy from public eyes was almost certainly of profound importance to the pony who hides it.

Then there were ponies who were reluctant to share their nooks among family and friends, whether out of shyness, being introverted, or feeling withdrawn from Equestrian society. Such a pony's personal space might be more commonly called a Mare Lair or a Fortress of Solitude.

Delta Vee fell into the latter category of ponies.

Delta treated her entire trailer as a private space and disallowed ponies—excluding the rare lay she decided to bring back to the trailer—from being inside it. When Apogee became a part of her life she had to revise her territorial claim to include only her room so that she could take care of her daughter. For a long time the mare disallowed Apogee from stepping a hoof in her room and Apogee was rarely allowed to sleep on her mom's bed (barring fits of illness or injury), making her sleep on the old couch in the kitchen.

A young filly's adventurous spirit knew no borders though, and over time Apogee became familiar with her mom's musky, cluttered sanctum. It wasn't about the adventure for her though. Apogee wanted to become closer to her mom, and going through her personal belongings was Apogee's bold, if rather dangerous, plan to learn more about the mare. She always hoped to find something in her mom's room which would bring an epiphany; a profound insight into the older mare's inscrutable nature. She rarely found the answers she sought, but many of her mom's intimate possessions did help her learn about her own sexuality.

It was an exciting time for her. She thought she was being sneaky and clever when she went into her mom's room to use her various sex toys. It turned out that Delta was aware of it all along and had teasingly made her aware of that fact recently. In retrospect, it seemed obvious that her mom would find out, and in many ways it was a weight off her shoulders that she knew. She was also surprisingly aloof about the whole thing and seeing her unconcerned about her possessions was surprising to Apogee.

It was both ironic and touching to know she'd been going through her mom's things in secret to get closer to her, only to discover that Delta was secretly sharing her things all along.

But tonight was different.

It was all based on permission and expectation. Delta was okay with Apogee using her sex toys because she'd been allowing it in secret all along. Free access to her mom's house was still something Delta struggled to accept though. To say that Delta was sensitive and critical about issues of permission and trust was an understatement, and having her personal things being used on her own bed by an uninvited 'guest'... was the most offensive violation of Delta's privacy possible.

And here was Apogee in her mom's trailer, uninvited and trying to masturbate on her bed.

What was she thinking? The truth was, she hadn't been thinking. She'd hoped to pass of her problems for future Apogee to deal with, but when she heard the baleful cry of her mother echoing throughout the trailer she knew she had inherited past Apogee's foolish mistakes. She couldn't take it back now.

Delta Vee was home… and she was pissed.

Distraught, Apogee assessed her situation as adrenaline flooded her body: she was standing on her rear legs above her mom's COOLCO—now stuffed an uncomfortable inch inside her—and fluttering her wings for balance. Even using her wings and gravity to assist, pushing in that inch of the monster toy was a herculean effort. She needed to get it out, fast, but her legs and wings were sore, shaking from exhaustion. All that effort and she'd felt nothing but pressure. No orgasm, not a shred of pleasure.

But satisfying masturbation was the least of Apogee's concerns. She knew her mom would soon burst into the room like a furious storm. Thinking fast, Apogee realized her only hope was to get the COOLCO back under the bed before her mom could see what she'd done. With a quick beat of her wings, Apogee tried to lift herself off the dildo. It appeared to be working as she felt the pressure between her legs beginning to subside–then disaster struck.

Painful, wracking cramps shot through Apogee's overexerted wings and joints. She let out a pained yelp as her wings trembled uselessly in place. Frantically, she tried to move her legs only to find them unwilling, tired. She was running out of options; and time.

Apogee did the only reasonable thing she could think of: flail her hooves in panic.
It turned out to be quite difficult to keep balance while waving your hooves madly. Apogee felt her body falling backwards, her wings now seized and unable to keep her aloft. Reflexively, her legs tried to correct her balance before they, too, started to seize from exhaustion. Her center of mass was left with nowhere to go but straight down.

A stabbing pain shot up through the core of Apogee's body. She felt an overwhelming pressure that seemed to demand further entry inside her before stopping just short of her womb. A moment later and she had fallen onto her side, immediately curling into a fetal position as waves of throbbing pain dominated all her senses.

Unbearable as the pain was, Apogee sensed the moment her mom stepped into the room: a subtle shift in the air pressure announced the older mare’s arrival. Helpless, hurt and with nowhere left to flee, Apogee protectively covered her head with her forehooves, shut her eyes as tight as she could, and prepared for the worst.

"Apogee! What in the fuck are you doing here on my bed!" cried the enraged mare. Apogee didn't need to open her eyes and look to know her mom was by the bed, glaring daggers at her. "Get that damn thing out and get off my bed!"

Apogee wished she could comply, but the throbbing ache between her thighs and the paralyzing embarrassment of her situation left her speechless and immobilized. Naturally, Delta didn't stop shouting.

"I can't believe this! Was it Jet? Did he drop you off unannounced again?!" questioned Delta. Apogee pleaded for her to stop shouting, but her voice was utterly drowned out by the other mare's aggravated tirade.

"Damnit Apogee, are you even listening to me?!"

"M-Mom…" Apogee mewled between her mother's tempestuous words.

"Open your damn eyes and look at me! This is-"

"Mom!"

"-can't even have a moment of privacy in my own damn trailer… This is unacceptable! You need to-"

Apogee could understand why her mom was angry enough to yell at her. Weathering her mom's fury was a familiar burden, but being chased away before she'd even had a chance to utter a single word... cast out into the cold, alone and in pain... It was a burden she couldn't stand to bear. Her eyes burned with tears as she raised both her forehooves up and slammed them down against the bed sheets as hard as she could.

"MOM!! Stop yelling at me, please!"

Sobbing and shaking from adrenaline, Apogee opened her eyes to a world of dancing colors as her tears played tricks with the light. She focused on her mom who was standing near the edge of the bed, staring at her angrily. She wiped her tears away and tried to read her mom's face.

Delta often looked weary in both body and spirit, but tonight seemed a little different. There was more than just anger in her burning red eyes. But Apogee wasn't in a position to try and uncover the layers of truth that must be hiding under the blue mare's mask of exasperation.

A brief, uncomfortable exchange of eye contact was made between the two mares. Delta's eyes flicked down an up impatiently. Sensing her mom wanted her to do something, Apogee tried to pin the jumbo sized dildo against the bed and pull it free from her aching interior. It was an uncomfortable feeling and despite her efforts it refused to yield even slightly.

There was definitely something wrong. The dildo felt different somehow; the pressure was more intense, tighter. Confused, Apogee continued trying to fumble with the toy in spite of the pain it was causing. As it became apparent she wasn't going to make any progress, her embarrassment became increasingly unbearable.

Feeling stuck both literally and figuratively, Apogee glanced back at her mom and saw the impatient twitching in her ears. It was an expression Apogee saw many times before and knew that her mom's silent composure would soon be at an end.

Fresh tears formed in Apogee's eyes as helplessness overwhelmed her.

"I… I can't get it out," Apogee said, struggling to maintain eye contact with her mother's icy stare. Delta's expressed flicked between various emotions ranging from fury to confusion to frustration. Her mother's apparent lack of concern was a bitter pill for Apogee to swallow.

"What do you mean you 'can't get it out'?" asked Delta. Her lips drew to a thin line, twitching with effort to suppress what Apogee imagined to be a scolding for the ages.

"I don't know! It won't come out. I'm wiggling it all over the place, see?" She demonstrated the wiggle. The COOLCO remained annoyingly jammed. Apogee sighed and threw her arms up over her head. "It's just… stuck!"

Frustrated and embarrassed, Apogee hung her head until she could only see her mom's face from around her bangs. Expecting another outburst, she was surprised when her mom only furrowed her brow thoughtfully. Her contemplation then changed to something else–like some realization had struck her.

Daring to wonder what her mom might be thinking, Apogee asked, "What is it?"

"That's my COOLCO, isn't it?" Delta queried, her brow raising a centimeter.

Apogee twirled her forehooves end over end, remaining silent and stalling for more time to think. It was obvious that the morbidly large dildo was her mom's COOLCO, so she assumed the question was rhetorical. Why did it matter whether it was the COOLCO? Apogee realized there was no point in denying the truth and slowly nodded at her mom.

"I'm sorry mom," Apogee said. Feeling a need a justify her actions, Apogee began babbling unprepared excuses before her mom had a chance to continue arguing. "Things were really weird at home so I came here and—well originally I was gonna go to Diz's place, honest, but I couldn't really do that—so when I got here I, um… you know... and there was already all this stuff on your bed, but I was curious to try this big one that I hadn't used before, but then I was having trouble with it and–"

Her babbling halted when a sudden and unexpected sound from her mom shocked her into silence: Delta was snickering. Apogee stared at her mom in disbelief. Snickering turned to stifled laughs as Delta put a hoof over her mouth while her chest heaved and spasmed.

Normally Apogee could share a good laugh at her own expense, but the trials of the night weighed heavily on her. Her mother's chortling felt so unfair; cruel. So desperately Apogee wanted her mother's comfort and understanding, yet all she got instead was this. She felt her blood about to come to a boil.

"Hey! Don't laugh at me! What-"

"Apogee, wait," Delta said, interrupting her before she could start venting. "That model of COOLCO has an expanding flare feature kid. When it meets excessive resistance and pressure the flare grows."

Apogee was stunned. Her mouth fell to the floor as her mind put all the pieces together: the difficulty in getting it into her, the feeling of being filled… it all made sense. It was no wonder she failed to use the toy correctly when she didn't even understand how it was supposed to work.

Her hoof smacked to her forehead as she let out a groan. She thought she heard another chuckle from her mom and gave the most chilling glare she could summon. Delta broke eye contact first this time and rubbed the back of her neck uncomfortably, at a loss for words; a truly rare occasion indeed.

The silence didn't last long though, "Apogee, what are you doing here anyway?" A weary, tired sigh came before Apogee even answered.

It was a fair question. She kept asking herself the same thing with every new embarrassment the night brought. She tried to find the right words to explain the hardships of her day. Yet despite her best efforts nothing useful came to mind. Oh sure, there were many things she could say that would explain everything, but how could she tell her own mother that her ex—a pony she rather reviled—was fooling around with her own daughter? How could she hope to explain that in a way that made sense? Apogee could hardly understand it herself, much less explain it to anypony–least of all her mom.

Delta's red eyes stared at Apogee, burning for answers that she felt woefully incapable of providing. Every excuse she thought of came back to the argument between her and Jet. Apogee was determined to keep the true meaning of their Special Tuesdays secret. But as she sat on the bed with her mind running in circles, the glare of her mother become increasingly impatient, until finally Apogee blurted out the first thing that came to mind.

"It was… dad," she said.

"Jet?" was Delta's simple, terse reply.

Apogee saw her mom's interest was piqued. Her posture lost some of its previous tension and her ears gave a tentative twitch of curiosity. But Apogee wasn't out of the fire just yet. Delta was quick to ask for more details; Apogee prayed she would have answers.

"So he did drop you off here, is that it?"

Apogee bit her lip as her mind raced to construct a sufficient white lie. Surely a half-truth was better than blatant falsehood? She knew a lie was more convincing when it had bits of truth, but it pained her to deceive her mother.

Delta's patience once more waned as Apogee delayed answering. "Well?!"

"It was, well… he uh," muttered the cowering pegasus.

"He what Apogee?!" She felt her mother's fiery eyes set upon her with scrutiny. Suspecting Delta knew what she and Jet had done, Apogee began to panic again. It was irrational to think her mom had found out… yet her heart sank at the idea just the same. In her fear, Apogee blurted out the first thing that came to mind.

"Dad stood me up!"

Did she just just say that? Apogee couldn't believe she was capable of such stupidity until she heard the words come out of her own mouth. Expecting the worst, she flinched away from her mom. But Delta didn't yell or start throwing things. She just tilted her head at Apogee and looked perplexed by the outburst.

Of course that made logical sense: Delta wouldn't immediately assume that she and Jet were having an incestuous fling. If anything, that'd be the last place her mind would ever think to go. But Apogee's heart continued pounding in her chest anyway as she went on fumbling more excuses.

"Yeah, there was a… thing," Apogee said timidly.

"A thing." Delta said. She looked unimpressed.

"Yeah, a thing that he promised me," Apogee elaborated. The words were starting to come to her more quickly now. "It was a thing we were suppose to do together, but he backed out at the last second."

Delta gave a grunt of understanding and continued listening.

"It was like a father-daughter kind of thing y'know? Our special day where we hang out and do… stuff." Apogee's voice wandering on the last word earned her an ear perk from Delta. She hastily added, "Super awesome and fun stuff! I was really looking forward to it." Dipping her head solemnly, Apogee punctuated her story with a well placed frown.

Poor Delta. She looked so drained, standing there and trying to contemplate her story. Her blue muzzle pulled into a scrunch and her ears swiveled about as though she was searching for something. Was she upset? Or was she just tired from her day? Apogee felt the hairs on her neck standing on end and her heart raced as she waited for her mom to say something.

"I get it," Delta said finally.

Apogee rolled over onto her stomach and faced her mother more fully. "You do?" Ears pinning back, she beamed the brightest smile she could summon.

"Sure I do kid," Delta said. Her tension had noticeably decreased. Apogee liked to think it was her smile that did it. "I've known your father a long-ass time and if there is one thing I've learned it's that he's an unreliable asshole."

Despite what Jet had done, Apogee found it hard to hear her mom talk about him that way, justified or not. It was a reflex that she had learned over the years; Delta was frequently vocal about her dislike of Jet. Apogee found it tiresome most days. Downright upsetting on others.

"He's not always so bad," Apogee said. It almost felt like an obligation to offer a defense. But her weak justification sounded rather hollow even in her own ears. And judging by the rolling of her mom's eyes she was equally unconvinced.

"Well, whatever," Delta said with a dismissive wave of her hoof.

As a momentary silence fell over the room, the conversation surrounding Jet seemed put to rest. Apogee was glad to let it go. But Delta's earlier laughing and chiding still weighed heavily on her heart. She shrank under the gaze of her mother, ears folding down timidly. What would she say now? Apogee wondered.

Delta didn't say anything at first. She stood near the bed, her eyes unable to decide where to look. When her and Apogee locked gazes again Delta's ears folded down half-mast and she frowned. Without a word, the blue mare stepped forward and climbed up onto the bed. Unsure what her mom was going to do or say, Apogee's head dipped down until her chin rested on the bed sheets between her forehooves. Her eyes followed Delta's every little movement as she found a spot near Apogee and sat towering over her.

The pair shared another long moment of silence.

Up close like this Apogee smelled the faint scent of alcohol coming off her mom, though it was actually less noticeable than it usually was. What was more interesting was the faint smell of lilacs or some other kind of flower. It was actually quite pleasant. Apogee's nose scrunched while she tried to place the exact scent but was startled when her mom suddenly broke the long silence.

"Look kiddo, I'm sorry I laughed at you," she said. The further folding of her ears and the genuine regret in her voice added to her apology. "I know how it can be with Jet." Delta once again met the eyes of her child. Understanding and forgiveness passed wordlessly between mother and daughter.

Apogee let out a sigh of relief. Against all expectations she had found sympathy from her mother. She was immensely glad for it. But she also felt shame for doubting her mother's capacity for empathy and compassion—even if that compassion came at the expense of her dad's image. It wasn't ideal to bond over such a thing, but tonight Apogee would take any breaks she could get.

"Thanks mom," Apogee said, grinning ear to ear.

Delta's ears pinned fully against her head. "Yeah yeah, don't mention it." Her eyes broke contact and wandered. Sadly, Apogee recognized this kind of behavior for what it was: her mom struggled to accept compliments gracefully and dealing with touchy-feely moments were a challenge for her. But she wasn't done surprising Apogee just yet.

With a deep breath and a sigh, Delta met her daughter's eyes again. "Apogee, the thing is… Me and Jet haven't been on good terms for a long time. You know that." Apogee gave a simple and somber nod of agreement. "I've been carrying the scars of my regrets for a long, long time now. I can live with that disappointment. I'm used to it; I expect it." Her mother's words were difficult to endure. She had long ago learned to accept her parent's separation, but the weight of finality and permanence in her mother's conviction was still painful to hear. For a moment, she almost allowed herself to give into grief. But the tender—and unexpected—stroking of her mother's hoof on her withers all but dispelled her melancholy. It was a simple gesture, but not one Delta often expressed, so Apogee was all the more grateful for it. Delta continued speaking as she stroked, "I guess what I'm really trying to say is that I'm not surprised that Jet blew you off. That's just what he does. But I'd always hoped you wouldn't have to know that disappointment too. Sorry Kiddo."

Once more Apogee met her mother's eyes and saw the hint of a comforting smile on her lips. Maybe there was irony in her mom's admission–she didn't have the best track record when it came to disappointments either. But she was trying so hard, and Apogee couldn't fault her for that.

"Anyways," Delta said, her expression becoming tempered and reserved. "You still didn't explain how all this brought you here." Inevitably and predictably, the conversation had returned to the matter of Apogee's appearance in the trailer. While Apogee was sorry to see the almost-smile gone from her mom's face, she couldn't fault the mare for wanting more details. Thankfully, the rest of the night's events required no further 'revisions'. She was glad to be rid of that chore.

"Well, after dad blew me off I went up to my room and was super angry," Apogee began, relaying her little blow-up in the apartment to her mom. As she told the story out loud she was surprised how petty and stupid the whole thing sounded. She worried that Delta would feel the same way but her mom just listened quietly, only offering the occasional nod of understanding until the whole sordid tale had finished. "... and then you came home and, well… you know the rest." Apogee had no idea what her mom would think about the story, but it was an immense relief to have it off her shoulders now.

She didn't have to wait long for Delta's reply.

Giving Apogee an even stare, Delta nodded slowly and methodically. "I see."

That was it? 'I see'? Apogee felt a little nervous by her mother's subdued reaction to the story. Did she still want her gone? It was reasonable to expect that she'd still ask her to leave. And the more Apogee thought about it, she was probably lucky her mom wasn't angrier. Maybe cutting her losses, apologizing, and promising to go back home was the best option left. With any luck, Delta would forgive and forget the whole thing.

"Mom, I know I really messed things up. I didn't mean to make everything all weird and stupid," Apogee said, tapping her forehooves together distractedly. "If we can just get this piece of junk out I promise I'll go home and-"

"No."

Apogee stared blankly at her mother's assertion. "No?"

Now it was Delta who played with her forehooves awkwardly. "You can crash here tonight; I think you've been through enough for one day…"

Apogee was floored.

"R-Really, I can stay?" she asked, making sure she understood correctly.

"Sure, yeah," Delta said, reaching a hoof up to rub at her face and as she gave a long-suffering sigh. Ignoring the sigh, Apogee leapt up and hugged her mom, arms wrapped tightly around the base of her neck.

"Mom," Apogee whispered in a low, affectionate voice. "Thank you so much. This means so much to me you have no idea..."

"Alright, alright… calm down kiddo," Delta murmured softly. She gave a reassuring pat along Apogee's back. "Besides, we still have a little problem to deal with, remember?"

How could she forget? It was still jutting out of her like an unwanted growth. But she actually had forgotten about her situation for just a moment amidst her joy. Now it was time to return to the dreaded task of removing it, but she had no idea how to deal with the overstuffed sex toy. A little of her mirth deflated as she pulled away from her mom and looked between her spread legs at her nemesis.

Apogee nudged the dildo with a hoof and winced slightly at the uncomfortable way it shifted around inside her. "What can we do? It's stuck really bad." She turned and looked back at her mom for answers but saw that she looked rather distracted. Understandably, the awkwardness of the situation made her a little uncomfortable. How often did moms have to deal with situations like this one? Not often, Apogee imagined. And most fillies probably weren't size-obsessed freaks like she was.

Sitting next to her mom quietly and without a single idea for a solution, Apogee was beginning to feel a little uneasy again. What if they couldn't get the COOLCO out? Would they have to go to the hospital to get it removed?

Oh goodness what if they did have to go to the hospital?! She'd die of embarrassment for certain! Jet would find out too… how stupid would she feel then? What if-

Delta stamped a hoof against the bedsheets, shocking Apogee out of her reverie. "Oh, wait! I just remembered something," Delta proclaimed. Apogee dared to hope.

"What?! What is it mom?"

"There is some kinda phrase or word that can deactivate the flare."

"Whoa, awesome! That makes total sense. I was getting really worried for a second there. Mom to the rescue! So what's the word?"

The bed vibrated from Apogee's renewed excitement as she waited for her mom to speak the magic words that would fix the problem. But the following silence and look of bewilderment on the blue mare's face weren't very reassuring. She watched her mom glance briefly between her legs at the toy as if to jog her memory, then looked away just as quickly.

"Uhhh," Delta murmured, rubbing her forehooves together again. "... I forget."

"W-What?! Mom!" Apogee shrieked. Delta flinched and pinned her ears back from the noise.

"Well what do you expect? I never needed to use that feature!" Delta said defensively, scowling back at her daughter. "Cus I don't shove things into my orifices that I can't handle!"

Her mother's derision was a slap to the face. Shame filled her and she hung her head low, staring between her legs. She couldn't look her mom in the face after that.

"Fuck."

She didn't need to see her mom to know that the loud smack that came after her swearing was a facepalm. Apogee didn't like the idea of manipulating her mom's emotions, but in this instance she was okay with hanging her ears nice and low and continuing to sulk for while–a little sob was the icing on the pity cake.

Apogee waited for the apology.

Delta leaned back and let out a groan. Her hoof again went to rest on Apogee's shoulder. "Hey, calm down okay? I'm sorry, I just… Don't cry, alright?" Apogee folded both her arms in front of her chest and glanced at Delta from the corner of her eye. A simple nod showed that all was forgiven. Delta breathed a sigh of relief.

An uncomfortable silence followed after this. Apogee turned and looked at her mom who looked back at her and shrugged. Well, that was really productive. Disheartened, Apogee started to wonder if she was destined to have the COOLCO stuck in her for the rest of time.

Her eyes wandered around the room, unable to focus on anything. There was the expensive sound system still playing light jazz at a low volume. In the corner of the room she saw a pile of beer cans that formed an aluminium mountain. Next to the dresser was an empty wine cooler box… wait. Could it be that simple? The box! Of course!

Apogee turned excitedly back to her mother. "What about the box mom?!" She gesticulated wildly in the direction of the discarded wine cooler. "What about the instructions? Didn't the COOLCO come with instructions in the box?" Of course, it was all so simple!

The shaking of Delta's head immediately deflated Apogee. "Good idea, but I threw the box away ages ago," she said with a shrug. Crushed once again, Apogee whimpered with defeat. Seeing this made Delta frown. "Hey kid, it's gonna be okay. We'll figure this out, alright?" There was that gentle rubbing at her withers again. Delta's genuine efforts to comfort her felt far more reassuring than they probably had a right to. A faint smile returned to her lips.

"Okay mom."

"Okay," Delta replied firmly.

Despite the assurances, both mother and daughter remained painfully silent for a full minute as neither seemed to have any ideas or answers. Apogee simply stared at the silicone between her legs and lamented her stupidity in trying to force it into her. Delta seemed to be doing her best to look at anything but the space between her daughter's legs.

It was Delta who finally dispelled the silence, and Apogee was grateful for that.

"So, I guess we should work through this one step at a time then." Delta peered up toward the ceiling and looked distracted. It was rare to see her mom this way: so vulnerable and unsure of herself. It was simultaneously unsettling and heartwarming—a reminder that she wasn't perfect, but still trying her best. She only hoped her mom's best would get the thrice-damned silicone out of her.

"Well," Delta started, "How did you get it in you in the first place? How much lube did you use?"

Lube? What did lube have to do with any of this? Apogee could only stare back at her mom with a lame, embarrassed look. "Lube? What do you mean?" When Delta returned her gaze from the ceiling, Apogee expected to see frustration on her mother's face; there was only grave concern.

"You mean you went in dry?!" Delta asked.

Apogee looked at something very interesting between her legs, unable to meet her mom's incredulous stare. "Yeah? When you burst through the front door and shouted I got scared and kinda… fell on it," Apogee explained.

This would be it. Any moment now Apogee expected Delta to laugh and she would feel like the dumbest and most useless pony in all of Equestria. But Delta didn't laugh. Far from it. The look of raw, naked mortification and concern on her face took Apogee by surprise. She could see the wheels in her mom's head turning as she was no doubt reconstructing the scene in her own mind.

Delta winced with sympathetic pain.

"Oh Apogee... I didn't know," she said gently. The softness of her mother's words once again made Apogee feel bad for doubting her ability for compassion. As she looked up into her mother's concerned eyes, Delta gave another reassuring stroke with her hoof. It was surprisingly soothing. "Kid, what were you thinking trying to use something this big without lube?"

"I don't know," Apogee said, shaking her head. The simple answer was that she often didn't think a lot of things through. What was she thinking? Probably what she was always thinking about lately: her dad's massive dick. They said it was colts that 'thought with their penises', but apparently that logic could apply to fillies too. "It was stupid, I know. I just like them… big. You know?"

"Oh yeah, I know," Delta said with a knowing smirk. "Guess you inherited that from me, huh?" It was impossible to suppress the giggle that came from hearing her mom say that. Once again she was reminded how similar they were in ways she'd never even thought about before. Then Delta leveled a more serious look at her and said, "Anyway, you need to use some damn lube for something this big. At least until you get more used to it, alright?"

"Yeah, I guess that does make a lot of sense," Apogee conceded.

But her dad never seemed to need lube. That was the thing that confused her the most. How the hay did he do it? Apogee was ever more in awe of her dad's prowess, but clearly she had a lot she could learn from her mom too.

"Alright, so if you didn't use any lube I assume you at least got yourself worked up a little first, right?" Delta asked.

Once again Apogee looked bashful. "Worked up? Like… by thinking about stuff?"

"Well, sure," Delta said. "That can be part of it, I guess. What else did you do?"

"Well, I looked at my favorite playcolt for a while."

Delta's eyes widened as she grinned. She leaned in closer to Apogee. "You have a favorite playcolt?" The mare twisted to look around the bed. Then she grabbed the nearby magazines she could reach and placed them in the space between her and Apogee. "Which one?"

Apogee felt her cheeks heat up a bit. She'd never had this kind of a frank discussion about sex with her mom before, and Delta seemed unusually interested. Normally it was like a chore to get her mom to talk about anything. She wasn't sure how to feel about her mom's sudden enthusiasm. But leaving her hanging when she was actually trying to talk seemed wrong. Apogee scanned the playcolts in front of her and pointed out the one she'd looked at earlier.

"Um, this one's my favorite."

Delta's grin widened even further and she reached down to flip open the magazine to a random page. "Issue ninety-seven, a classic. One of my favorites," Delta said. Apogee was in awe at how casual her mom was being. It was strange to see her this way, but she liked it. Together the two the mares followed each other's gaze downward until they were looking at an amazingly beautiful model. "Sunshine Meadows. Gods, she’s gorgeous," Delta said.

This wasn't the first time Delta had talked about her attraction to mares–or other ponies in general. But in every other case that Apogee could imagine it had always been when she was drunk and raving. Normally she just ignored that kind of stuff, but this was different. It was like she was really talking to her mom for the first time in… well… forever.

And yeah, the model was amazingly attractive. Sunshine Meadows was a knockout by every standard: a well toned, pale yellow earth pony with long blonde hair and piercing blue eyes that stood out beautifully in contrast to the rest of her. On the page, Sunshine Meadows was being viewed from the rear and you could see every sensuous fold of her ample assets. Her legs were long, but delicate, and lead down to rather petite hooves.

A blush had been forming on Apogee's cheeks for a few minutes now and it only deepened as she and her mom stared at Sunshine Meadows together. "She's really pretty," Apogee agreed. Now her ear tips were on fire and her heart was slamming in her chest. Was she embarrassed about looking at the playcolt with her mom? No, it wasn't that… Maybe it was just her admission of attraction? That didn't seem right either...

It didn't help when her mom glanced up and studied her features, clearly taking notice of the blush. "You alright there kiddo? Or do mares just really turn you on?" Delta asked.

Apogee was ceaselessly amazed at how blunt her mom was. But Apogee couldn't really deny the truth. She did find a lot of mares attractive, many of which were in the pages of the magazine between them.

"Yeah," Apogee admitted. Her cheeks and ears felt like the surface of the Celestia's sun. "I think some mares are really hot."

After a bit of an awkward silence Delta raised a brow and asked plainly, "You a lesbian?"

Nearly choking on her tongue, Apogee glared back at her mom and huffed, "No, I'm not a lesbian. I just think certain mares are really cute." A roll of her eyes showed her disbelief of Delta's candidness. Naturally, she found this endlessly amusing and her joy at the rouse she was getting from Apogee was clearly written on her smug muzzle. Feeling defensive, Apogee added, "I really like stallions a lot too!"

"Particularly ones with huge cocks," Delta clarified.

Apogee didn't take the bait this time and just stuck out her tongue. Not missing a beat, Delta smiled all the wider at the petulant gesture. Then Apogee gave a smile of her own to match her mother's. Were they really bonding over something like this? It was hard to believe, but true; she loved it.

As the moment passed, Delta returned a more serious look back at her. "It's not a big deal kid. Most mares are at least a little bisexual."

It was common knowledge that mares tended to be bi-curious, but it was also one of those things that didn't really get talked about much. It was all so confusing! Apogee never realized how much she needed to hear those words until her mother had spoken them. It instilled a feeling of normalcy for something that should have always felt that way. Apogee's gratitude that her mom was the way she was became all the greater.

Seemingly uncomfortable about something, Delta cleared her throat loudly and took a deep breath. "So," she said, looking around the bedroom at nothing in particular. "You, uh… feeling a little more horny now?"

Oh. No wonder she seemed so uncomfortable.

Apogee played around absently with her forehooves. "A little bit, yeah." Did that really just happen? Her burning ears and racing heartbeat said 'yes'. And there was no denying that she definitely did, in fact, feel hot down below. Was all her mom's earlier teasing meant to get her excited? If so, it was proving to be super effective.

"Alright, that's a good start," Delta said confidently. She stood up and took a quick hop to the floor and then turned back to face Apogee. "Anyway, scoot a little closer to the edge of the bed so I can… look." The trailing word hung at the end of her sentence with an uncomfortably awkward weight. This was the hard part.

In pony society it wasn't uncommon for ponies to see one another's genitals all the time, but there was something undeniably more intimate and personal about looking intentionally at a pony's most sensitive parts. It was another thing entirely to speak about, touch or otherwise interact with another pony's bits.

Apogee knew there was no getting around it though. Delta was going to be staring at her vagina and she really wasn't sure how she should feel about that. Or, at least, she didn't know how to feel emotionally. But her body was content to crank up the heat in her ears and cheeks even higher–she didn't know it was possible to blush so hard.

Looking between her legs was basically impossible. But obeying her mom, she did shuffle forward so that her rear legs (and the damned dildo) hung over the edge of the bed. Curiosity eventually got the better of her and she managed to look at her mom… who was staring right between her legs. Watching her mom look at her marehood was possibly the strangest feeling she'd ever experienced.

But the more Apogee thought about it, the more she started to question what the true source of her embarrassment was. Was having her mom stare at her marebits really that bad? It was all stuff she'd seen before, right? Hay, hundreds of ponies had seen between her legs–her tail bun left little to the imagination. The more Apogee thought about it in that way, the more comfortable she became. Plus, she'd seen her mom's marebits countless times before and never thought anything of it.

Yes, this felt right. If anything, it was perfectly normal. And she couldn't justify being so prudish when her mom was being so nice and trying so hard to help her.

Unfortunately, Delta looked like she was still fighting an internal battle of her own. Her posture was rigid; her ears and wings twitching anxiously; she looked like she'd jump ten feet in the air if somepony sneezed.

Apogee tried to clear the air and break the tension. "So, how bad does it look?" she asked carefully.

Delta was broken from her momentary daze and shook her head. "Dunno, hard to say. Looks pretty tight." Her voice carried a distant quality and she stared blankly forward. She wasn't looking at Apogee's stuffed pussy so many as through it. "Hopefully you've self-lubricated enough that we can get it out." Slowly, Delta sat down in front of Apogee. Then, carefully and methodically, she placed her forehooves on the base of the COOLCO. A split second later and she pulled them away as if the dildo was made of molten lava.

Flinching back from the sudden, jerky movement, Apogee felt a jolt of panic. "W-What is it mom?" It seemed obvious that Delta was unsettled by the task at hand, but seeing her so tense was making Apogee anxious and that was only going to make things more difficult.

Delta gestured dismissively with a hoof like she often did when trying to play things cool. "Nothing, just not sure exactly how to do this. I guess we just… pull," she said, looking up at Apogee. She seemed to be asking for permission to proceed and, failing to think of a better idea, Apogee simply nodded and frowned. Delta returned the nod and once again placed her forehooves on the base of the COOLCO. "Alright, when I count to three, I'll pull while you brace against the bed… Okay?"

"Right, okay," Apogee said, feeling far less confident than she sounded.

Another nod from Delta confirmed she was ready.

"One."

Now her heart began to pound in her chest as her mom waited for what felt like eons before continuing. How badly would it hurt coming out? The pain of it going in was still fresh on her mind. She could feel her stretched flesh aching and throbbing with anticipation.

"Two."

Apogee's hooves dug into the bedsheets. In her mind she replayed the moment when the toy had gone into her, stabbing it's way up to her womb like a hot, blunt knife. The thought of it sent her into a panic. Her whole body was shaking… her extremities burned… she breathed in short, desperate gasps as her lungs begged for oxygen. Every sight, sound and feeling was amplified a hundred fold from the adrenaline being pumped through her veins by her frantic heart.

Why wasn't Delta pulling yet?!

Apogee's eyes filled with hot tears and she slammed her eyes shut, unable to watch. She begged her mom to get it over with!

"Apogee." It was Delta's voice, but it felt so distant: a thousand miles away. She couldn't focus on it while all her attention was dominated by the anticipated pain.

"Apogee," Delta said again, louder this time.

"Mom, do it already! Quick!"

"Apogee, no," was Delta's swift reply.

"Please, hurry, I-"

"Damnit, no! Apogee, calm down."

"B-But, I…"

The sudden stroking of Delta's hoof on her thigh startled Apogee out of her panic. Opening her eyes, she saw the deep concern on her mother's face. She wiped away her tears as each gentle stroke of Delta's hoof eased her trembling.

"We're not gonna do it like this," Delta said with a tone of motherly finality. "It's going to be okay Apogee. Take a deep breath. Try to relax."

The stroking persisted for a while and Apogee was grateful for it. Her mom's hoof felt strangely familiar on her leg: it was like she had some ancient, long forgotten memory of being touched like this by her. Was this something Delta used to do long ago? Apogee didn't know for sure, but her trembling faded quickly as she found composure.

"Thanks mom," Apogee said, sniffling. She took a deep breath just as Delta suggested and let her mind clear. The images of pain filtered somewhere into the back of her mind, momentarily forgotten. "I'm better now. But if we don't do it this way what can we do?"

Therein was the rub. Just as Apogee asked the question she saw her mom pause, stroking the side of her head thoughtfully. She figured her mom was just as stumped as she was. But just as Apogee was starting to feel helpless again, Delta's face brightened. Had she thought of something that might help? Apogee desperately hoped so.

"Wait here a sec, I'll be right back okay?" Delta said. Apogee nodded and watched her mom stand up and walk toward the hallway leading out of her room. Then she was around the corner and out of sight, leaving Apogee alone with her thoughts.

Inevitably her eyes were drawn back to the silicone demon between her legs. She didn't think she'd ever spent so much time examining her crotch as she had tonight. And the more she looked at it she starting to feel stupid and foalish for the twentieth time that night. She was getting sick of feeling that way. Instead, Apogee let her mind wander to the face of her mom.

It was only a while ago that her mom was yelling at her. She could clearly picture the barely contained fury on her mother's face, and she hated that her mind conjured up images of Delta at her worst. Maybe she wasn't always the ideal mom, but she was still her mom. And she knew Delta had it in her to be better than any boring, unrealistic, ideal mother. How many moms would look at a playcolt with their daughter? Probably none of them, cus her mom was awesome! Apogee only wished her mom could see how amazing she really was; how incredible she could be when she tried.

And it's not like Apogee wanted to have so many doubts about her mom. Sadly, it was hard not to at times. So often it seemed like Delta was intentionally trying to push everypony away. But then there were times like tonight–days when she was kind and thoughtful. The mother that Apogee knew and loved even when nopony else seemed to.

Apogee would give anything to see her mom like this more often.

She wasn't willing to get oversized horsedick stuck in her every time she wanted to see her mom smile though.

C'est La Vie?

"Aphogee?"

Delta had returned. Apogee looked up from between her thighs, roused from her inner thoughts as the blue mare walked back to the edge of the bed in front of her. She was carrying a bottle in her mouth and a soda can in her left hoof. Apogee's eyes were drawn to the bottle.

Was that…?

"I think this will help a lot," said Delta, setting both drinks on the end table next to the bed. Apogee could clearly see the bottle was alcohol. A little timberwolf was printed on the center of it and in flowery letters above the wolf's head was written: Everfree. Writing at the bottom stated in clear print that the alcohol was '120 proof'. Whatever the hay that meant.

"S-Seriously mom?" Apogee asked, taken aback. "Didn't you say I couldn't have alcohol again… you know, after the last time?"

Delta nodded, her expression flat and unreadable.

"Yes, I did. And the cost of replacing that window was really fucking annoying, so I'm sure you understand that this isn't something I'm doing lightly," Delta explained clearly.

Apogee could barely recall the events of that night. Delta had given her some liquor and, at least according to her, Apogee turned out to be quite a lightweight. It probably had something to do with her lightning-quick pegasus metabolism.

"I'm sorry about the window mom," Apogee said—likely for the hundredth time by now. She rubbed her forehooves together, her timid eyes seeking out her mother's. Being reminded about more of her own stupidity was the last thing she wanted right now. Thankfully, Delta seemed to intuit this from her demure expression and offered some consolation.

"Yeah, well, don't worry about it kid."

Apogee nodded and offered a weak smile.

"What was it you said Apogee?" Delta asked, her voice becoming lighter and softer.

What the hay was her mom talking about? Oh, right. That. Apogee smiled when the words popped into her head. "Your room needed an emergency exit." It was all but impossible to stifle a giggle from escaping her lips as she imagined herself throwing a chair through the window like some madmare—though the thought of losing control so completely was also a little sobering. Apogee eyed the bottle of Everfree with trepidation. The sound of her mother's own brief chuckling brought her out of contemplation.

"Yeah, emergency exit," Delta said, rolling her eyes playfully. "Then you spent the rest of the evening giving your respects to the porcelain goddess."

Apogee didn't remember that part so well. She was probably better off having forgot it.

"Anyways," Delta continued, "I know I said you can't drink in here again, but this situation is a little bit… unique."

There was no denying the situation was extraordinary, but Apogee still wasn't sure how the alcohol was meant to help. All it ever seemed to do was make things in her life (not to mention her mom's life) go from bad to worse.

Apogee shifted uncomfortably in her seat. Delta took notice. "It'll help you relax," she explained. "A lot. We'll only give you just a little bit—enough to loosen you up, alright?"

She hated feeling this doubt. It was almost impossible not to. The drink had done so much to hurt her relationship with her mother. Now all she could seem to do was quietly rub her hooves together and sink further into the bed.

Again, Delta took notice of this. "Kid, just to be clear, I'm not making you do this, okay? If you don't want to, we won't."

Apogee contemplated it extensively, but no matter how much she turned the idea over in her head it all came back to one, simple fact: she didn't have any better ideas. Taking a deep breath, Apogee gave a nod to her mom, accepting the terms given.

The nod was returned. Then Delta reached back for the bottle and pulled the cork out of the top with her teeth, spitting it out onto the floor nearby. After scanning the room briefly she opened the top drawer of the end table, and after a quick search she pulled a shot glass out and set it on the top. She filled about half the glass with the frightfully see-through Everfree and nudged the poured drink across the table closer toward Apogee who looked at it with a long stare.

"Just toss it back and don't let it sit in your mouth. Wash it down with some Fizzypop afterward, kay?"

A look was given to the orange flavored Fizzypop. Apogee rubbed the back of her neck and asked, "Do we have any strawberry pop?" A hesitant smile was given; Apogee knew she was being cheeky and delaying the inevitable.

Delta gave one of her trademarked long-suffering sighs and rubbed at her face with a hoof.

"No Apogee," the mare said. "We don't… have… strawberry." Each word of Delta's response was spoken louder than the last with plenty of pause in-between for emphasis. She reached out and nudged the shotglass a little closer as her ears twitched with noticeable impatience.

"Okay, well… here goes nothing I guess?" The shot glass was gathered carefully on her upturned hoof. She brought it up to her face and examined the contents for just a moment before bringing it to her parted lips. After taking a deep breath, Apogee tossed back the drink in one, swift motion. She began frantically swallowing the awful, bitter fluid down.

Her throat was immediately on fire. The regret? Instant.

Apogee flailed out with her hooves and grabbed the orange Fizzypop, brought it to her lips and sucked it down as fast as she could. The sensation of burning alcohol was replaced by searing carbonation that's been consumed too quickly. A clear improvement.

After coughing a few times and wiping some saliva from her muzzle, Apogee let out a groan as she felt the alcohol settling in her stomach like liquid fire. She glanced toward her mom in hopes of finding sympathy. So, of course, her mom was stifling a giggle behind her forcibly pressed lips.

Apogee did her best impersonation of Delta's long-suffering sigh.

"Just laugh and get it over with, sheesh." The petulant yellow pegasus reared back the hoof holding the empty Fizzypop and threw it at her mother who, frustratingly, dodged to the side with ease. The can of pop clattered along the floor of Delta's room and came to a rest near some of it's other discarded brethren. Meanwhile, Delta continuing to snicker from behind the hoof placed over her mouth. Wasn't she just reminiscing about her mother's ability for love and compassion? Yeah...

"Sorry, sorry!" Delta said finally, "Pretty strong stuff, huh? I woulda given you something a little smoother but Everfree was all I had laying around kiddo. Give it a few minutes and the burning will ease up, I promise."

"From your mouth to Luna's ears," Apogee said in a hoarse, dry voice.

With her amusement slowly fading, Delta's expression withdrew back to something more like quiet reservation. Then her eyes flicked toward the bottle. When Delta reached for the Everfree, Apogee's heart skipped a beat. Was she going to get smashed tonight? If Apogee had to guess, she'd say her mom was about a three out of ten on the 'Drunk Delta-Meter' at this point.

Firmly in hoof, Delta brought the bottle to her own lips, taking a long swig of the stuff. Her face scrunched up and her ears pinned back against her head from the strength of the drink. Apogee was about to have a poke at her mom's reaction but the mare beat her to it.

"Shit is nasty, no doubt. Really good stuff," she said, setting the bottled back on the end table.

"Why did you need a drink anyway?" Apogee asked, trying to sound casual even though she was growing worried. It was hard to imagine how things could get worse but if any mare could find a way it'd be her mom when she was three sheets to the wind.

Delta didn't seem to take any serious offense to the question, stating calmly, "You aren't the only one feeling anxious right now." With a little hop, the blue mare rejoined Apogee on the bed and returned to her previous spot alongside her.

Apogee slowly turned to lay on her stomach and crawled forward and away from the edge of the bed. Once more Apogee looked up at her mother, who looked down with the faintest hint of a smile. "I didn't think of that. I'm sorry mom." A quick, apologetic smile was offered to her mother.

Looking casual as ever, Delta shrugged. "Don't worry about it kid. And stop apologizing for every little damn thing." She didn't sound upset or irritated, so Apogee decided not to press any further. A nod from both mares put the issue to rest.

And then there was the return of the silence, quickly becoming a familiar companion. Neither mare seemed to know what to say or do. Time dragged on for a painfully long time and Apogee had to settle for staring out window near the other end of the bed while she waited for the effects of the alcohol to kick in. Through the dingy, tar-stained glass she made out the desert sky beyond and once again she was grateful to be indoors in (relative) comfort.

The stars were beautiful. She loved looking up at them and imagining what kinds of alien planets and moons must exist at each. Thinking about it made her stomach flutter a little–or perhaps that was the Everfree. Though what really sparked her imagination was the thought of flying to one of those distant worlds on a spaceship designed by her mom and dad. How amazing would that be? If only...

Apogee began to feel a faint tickling from the Everfree somewhere in the back of her mind when she heard her mom moving something around on the bed. Glancing back up at her, she saw the mare was looking through one of the playcolts again. Delta seemed to notice Apogee's curious looks and swiveled an ear curiously toward her.

Looking at her mom flipping through the playcolt made her realize something: she wanted to join her. And It wasn't only to pass the time or break the uncomfortable silence. When the two were talking earlier about the model in the magazine, Apogee felt something. A connection with her mom that she'd never experienced before. And more than anything, she wanted to feel that again. But how could she-

"Wanna look at it with me?" Delta asked suddenly, her head turning a few degrees to glance Apogee from the corner of her eye. Her question was so simple and to the point. How could her mom say all the things she couldn't? This was kind of a role reversal from what she was used to. Normally it was her mom who struggled to say anything–well, anything nice. But not tonight it seemed, and Apogee was thrilled by that.

"Um, yeah. Sure. Definitely!" For sure Apogee lacked her mom's calm, cool demeanor. Did she come off too strongly? Her excitable nature often rubbed Delta the wrong way. But before she could worry about it further, Delta simply nudged the playcolt toward her with a lopsided grin. Success!

With a quick shuffle Apogee sidled up next to her mom so that both mares were laying side-by-side with the playcolt in front of them. Ever so faintly Apogee could feel the heat radiating from her mother at this distance. Such a wonderful feeling! Being enveloped by Delta's warm, motherly presence was a pleasure she'd rarely experienced. To take shelter in her mother's shadow, safe and warm… it was perfect.

"So what do you like about her?" Delta asked.

Oh, right! The playcolt. Apogee feasted her eyes on Sunshine Meadows again. Evidently her mom must really like her, considering she flipped back to her again—not that Apogee could blame her: the model was shockingly attractive.

But that brought her back to her mom's question.

There was a lot to like about the model, but Apogee examined her in more detail. The more Apogee looked she started taking notice of all her glorious assets. Her flanks, robust and curvy, lead down to shapely hocks. Further down her fetlocks and hooves were delicate and cute; just like the rest of her. "Her legs look amazing," Apogee admitted with a blush.

Delta chuckled softly. "You have good taste, kid. She has some killer legs for sure. Those damn thighs are just…" A stifled grunt of approval followed Delta's appraisal. Apogee couldn't agree more and added to her mother's grin with her own. Then Delta's ear gave a curious flick as her lips formed a smirk. "Are legs something you like in particular, or just on this model specifically?"

A long, thoughtful pause permeated the room as Apogee considered the question. Truthfully, nopony had ever directly asked about her sexual preferences. And this was her mom asking! Yet Apogee didn't feel uncomfortable by it all. Earlier it might have, but time (and perhaps the Everfree) had cozied her up to the idea of talking to her mom about this stuff. Still, it wasn't something she'd given much thought about until now.

"I dunno. I guess I really like legs on any mare." Confiding in her mom like this was a little scary; and very exciting. The answer, for as ambiguous as it was, seemed to satisfy her mom's curiosity all the same. "Anyway," Apogee continued, "I also really like, um…"

Apogee cut her train of thought short before she said anything weird or stupid. This obvious stall caught her mom's attention and she gave a curious ear flick and brow-raise.

"You really like... what?" Delta prodded. "Her withers? Ears? Can't just leave me hanging like that kiddo, spill it!" Her eyes burned with intense fascination as she leaned in closer, her larger form looming over Apogee.

Apogee tried to deflect the conversation. "Yeah, well, you haven't told me anything about what you like yet, so… too bad!" She stuck her tongue out at her mom again. Delta lifted her head up and snorted.

"Okay, fine. I also think she has bitchin' legs, but if I'm being totally honest, her pussy is top-tier; I mean, look at that perfection!" Delta flipped to the next page of the playcolt and tapping on the image she had in mind.

Unreal! Delta's unflinching boldness was remarkable. And more funny than usual, Apogee thought. How did she do it? It was a mystery, but Apogee pushed that aside and focused her attention back on the playcolt.

On the page, Sunshine Meadows leaned back against a wall with her entire front exposed, thighs spread wide. Her small, petite hooves pulled her labia open, revealing her pink mareflesh to the camera.

Apogee played with the notion that she and her mom didn't have to have the same tastes and looked for some flaw on the page. Sunshine Meadows' raw sexuality and stellar body made it impossible. Her marehood was like a rose in bloom, budding and fertile; flawless. It was only with effort that Apogee broke herself from the spell the magazine had cast on her.

"D-Damn," Apogee muttered. "Okay, it is really nice." Openly revealing her attraction to a mare in front of her mom was curiously exhilarating. Her ears were burning at this point, but Delta just played it cool.

"Right?" Delta said. Apogee was thankful her mom didn't try to tease her about how badly she was blushing. Her whole face was lit up with a smile, and she was glad to see it quickly returned by the older mare.

Apogee found her mother's smile truly wonderful.

"Alright, now spill it. What were you about to say earlier?" Delta asked.

Oh yeah, she'd sort of promised to answer that question, hadn't she? Apogee rubbed her hooves together and lowered her head. "Um, hooves. I like cute hooves and fetlocks." She half-expected her mom to have a laugh, but not for the first time that night she surprised Apogee.

"Mhmm. A nice set of hooves are great, aren't they?" Delta said. "Nothing wrong with liking that."

How awesome was her mom?!

"Yeah! And I bet they'd feel nice, too," Apogee added before her filter could catch it.

"Feel nice?" Delta asked through a grin.

There was no way her mom was going to let that one go. If she resisted, Delta would just press her like she had about the hooves. But she'd trusted her mom this far—and she was starting to feel rather emboldened as the conversation went on anyway—so she saw no reason to hide her true feelings.

"Yeah, they'd feel nice… like… down there?" Apogee said. Her ears, cheeks and neck exploded with fire. She was getting a little lightheaded at this point. Or was that the Everfree?

"You mean you'd like to have Sunshine Meadows hoof you off?" Delta asked with a face that was entirely too straight and tempered for Apogee to believe.

Apogee buried her head under both her forehooves and groaned. "Mom!" she whined, grinning from ear to ear in spite of her protest.

Just like before, Delta shrugged the whole thing off and went on like it was no big deal. "What? I'd give up half my sex toys to get a hoofjob from Sunshine Meadows."

It was truly astounding. Her carefree, shameless way of talking about sex was awe inspiring. Yet the more they continued talking about it, Apogee realized how grateful she was for it. With every dismissive wave and casual shrug, Delta made Apogee feel ever more comfortable. Somehow, talking about sex was starting to feel normal. And Apogee never realized until now how much she'd wanted that.

Growing more confident by the minute, Apogee said, "Yeah, a hoofjob would be great." Her nethers grew hot just thinking about it.

Five seconds passed before Apogee realized her words carried a somewhat suggestive implication. Her mom had grown curiously silent for the first time in a while as the words loomed over them.

Delta was the one to break the silence.

"Sure would," she agreed. Her casual confidence was there, but Apogee felt like there was a small crack in it somewhere. Delta looked back at the playcolt and sighed wistfully. "Sunshine Meadows is a bit out of our league, though–not that I wouldn't rock her world if she gave me the chance."

Apogee breathed a little easier and silently thanked her mom for being amazing.

After giving it some thought, she decided she agreed with her mom. "Hell yeah you would." Obviously she had no basis of understanding for that opinion, but it sort of rolled off her tongue anyway.

But Apogee saw some of the light in her mom's eyes fall as she looked away distractedly. It was subtle, but it felt like the mood in the room had changed. Not knowing what was bothering her mom, Apogee doubled down on her compliment. "I mean it! You're totally hot, mom. You rock!"

Delta seemed curiously silent again. Apogee was starting to worry she'd upset her mom—a thing which was quite easy to do at times—but relaxed when the blue mare just smiled faintly instead. Her ears folded down as she tried to hide her face behind a hoof, giving her a demure expression that Apogee was unaccustomed to seeing.

"Thanks Apogee," Delta said, her eyes wandering. "I, um…"

Her words trailed away into a soft murmur and Apogee watched the mare fiddling with her own hooves. She thought she saw a hint of red forming on her mom's cheeks and guessed she was feeling uneasy about the compliment–that, or the Everfree she drank was turning her face red. That had to be it. Right?

"That's really nice of you to say," Delta said, finishing her earlier thought.

Feeling like her mom sounded unconvinced, Apogee continued to insist, "It's true!"

And was it true? Sure she'd said it as a compliment, but...

"Uh huh," Delta said. Her lip curling at the edges as she watched Apogee.

"I mean it!"

Delta just snickered and said, "Kid, I think you're about ready for us to try removing that thing between your legs."

The words were like a punch to the gut. Apogee had forgotten about it entirely, utterly captivated by the conversation they'd been having. Everfree was a helluva drink.

"Oh, right, uhm… Are you sure? I don't know if the alcohol is working yet," Apogee said as she rolled to her side and peered between her legs. She lost her balance and tumbled fully onto her back for before managing to roll back onto her stomach.

Delta watched all this and replied, "Oh yeah, I'm sure kiddo. It's working."

Who was Apogee to argue? Her mom seemed pretty certain, and it was true she didn't feel any pressure down below anymore. Actually, she was feeling rather good! It wasn't at all like the last time, and that was a relief. "Okay, if you're sure I'm ready."

It was fine and well to say it, but another entirely to do it. Even with the relaxing effect of the Everfree, the reality of what needed to be done was disheartening. Judging by her mom's renewed silence, she was probably thinking the same thing. Thankfully, Delta was the one to start talking again.

"Yeah, well, there's nothing else for it… We gotta do it," she reasoned.

Several deep breaths were needed before Apogee could nod in the affirmative.

"Alright, let me get something," Delta said before turning and laying off the edge of the mattress so she could dig under the bed for something. Before Apogee could question what her mom was doing the older mare popped back up, now holding a small bottle of liquid in her hoof. It was lube.

"Oh, right. That," Apogee said. Her blush returned for an encore.

Delta looked miserable now. "Yeah, that." Her face said she was about as prepared for this as Apogee was. It was discouraging to see her mother's confidence waver, but she dutifully returned to Apogee's side all the same. "Alright, turn over and let's try this again."

This was it. No more delays. Bonding time was over.

After flipping over, Apogee secured a comfortable posture that resembled a gentle 'C' curve with her hind legs sticking up into the air. She propped upright with her forehooves and looked down at herself, feeling vulnerable and exposed in this position. She reminded herself it was only her mother in the room: the same mare who she'd been chatting about hoofjobs with a few minutes ago. What was a little exposure compared to that?

While Apogee was getting comfortable in her sitting posture, Delta uncapped the bottle of lube and peered down between Apogee's legs. Apogee watched her mom create a small streamer of thick liquid between the bottle and her overstuffed slit. Mesmerized, she watched the clear liquid running down the sides of the toy and along the length of her swollen labia as it ultimately made its way to the bed sheets below.

The tension in the room had become almost unbearable by this point. Apogee blurted out the first thing that came to mind just to fill the empty air. "We're making a mess on your bed." The lube was forming a small puddle below her.

Delta looked unimpressed. "That little trickle? You kidding? If only you knew, kid."

She didn't know, but it wasn't hard to imagine her mom gushing gallons of lube all over the bed in some wild sex-frenzy. An unexpected giggle poured out of her at the image her mind had created. Slightly startled by this, Delta looked up from the bottle of lube and stared at her. All Apogee could think to do was grin back at her. When her mom's lips turned up into a smirk, she felt the tension between them lessen. It was the little victories like that which kept her from flying into another panic.

After a good portion of the bottle was emptied onto almost every inch of the silicone and Apogee's marehood, Delta recapped the bottle and set it down next to her. The slick wetness of the lube felt very unfamiliar to Apogee who hadn't really played with the stuff before. In the past she'd never saw the point of it, but hindsight was proving to be quite the bitch as always. It had a slippery quality not unlike semen—which she definitely had some experience with by now—but it also felt a little gooey on her hoof when she reached down to touch some of it.

"It's a little cold," Apogee said, filling the silence in the room.

"You want me to go warm it up in the microwave?" Delta asked with a roll of her eyes.

"Yeah, that'd be swell!" Apogee earned a snicker from her mom for that.

And then the silence.

An eternity passed. Apogee let out a raspy sigh as anxiety began to suffocate her. Perhaps sensing this, Delta cleared her throat and spoke up.

"Alright, well… I guess we can say this is a lesson on how to not to fuck up with a giant dildo," Delta said. Was she trying to be funny? Apogee simply nodded her understanding. "Start by wiggling it around a little to get some of the lube in there."

Apogee's attention returned to the dreadful silicone, now covered in lube. Taking another deep breath, Apogee reached down with both hooves to try and do as her mom suggested. At first she tried to grip the silicone with one hoof while using the other to keep her posture upright. After her hoof slipped uselessly up and down the dildo she moved the hoof propping her up to help pin the toy between them both. Without her arms to support her she unsurprisingly fell onto her back with her rear legs sticking up into the air.

"I'm okay, I'm okay!" Apogee said, scrambled herself back to her original position. An exchange of looks passed from her to the toy and then to Delta… and then back to the toy. How was she going to do this? She gave her mom a helpless, searching look. Understanding formed on Delta's face.

"I guess I'll need to help with this part," Delta said. She swallowed hard following the realization of what she was saying.

Now Apogee was sure her mom was blushing, if only faintly. After what seemed like an eternity, Delta reposition herself and looked down between Apogee's thighs. Slowly and carefully, she reached her hooves over Apogee's leg toward the COOLCO... only to stop just short of touching it. When Apogee looked away from her mom's hooves and met her gaze, she saw a strange look on the mare's face. Uncertainty? Disgust? She began to wonder if her mom was having second thoughts. Feeling self-conscious, Apogee's ears folded down and she looked away from her mom back to the COOLCO. She took a deep breath and said, "I'm ready."

After another uncomfortable stretch of silence, Delta replied, "Me too." She continued.

As her mother's hooves started moving again, Apogee caught her breath. She saw every little movement of her mom's hoof as it traveled down between her legs. It was an emotionally overwhelming sight, and beyond all reason—or perhaps because of the alcohol—all she could think about was how attractive her mom's hooves looked. They weren't as 'perfect' as Sunshine Meadow's hooves: they hadn't seen a manicure in ages, were a bit chipped and worn in places and faintly crusted with what Apogee assumed was mud… but they were very real hooves. Hooves that were about to be inches away from her marehood.

Confused by the intrusive thought, Apogee tried her best to think about something else. But it didn't help. Seeing her mom's hooves so close to her sensitive, tight flesh made it impossible to think of anything else. Then, just as her mom took hold of the dildo, Apogee forced her eyes shut. She no longer saw her mom's hooves.

But she could still sense them there. The added force of her mom's grip anchored the dildo in place. Then it began to move. Her mom gently twisted and tugged the fattened silicone inside of her and immediately she could feel how relaxed she'd become. The pressure was still there, but it wasn't unpleasant anymore. As her mom continued sliding the toy all around Apogee could feel her heart rate rising. Her stuffed walls started to feel warm as the flare inside stretched her just a little. No pain… no awkward, compromising positions to make it work… It felt… good.

"Jeez kid."

Delta's sudden voice broke the spell that Apogee had momentarily fallen under. She opened her eyes and peered questioningly at her mom. "W-What? Why did you stop?" The words came out of her mouth faster than she could control them. Apogee didn't even know what she'd meant by the question. Did she want to know if something was wrong? Or was she just wanting Delta to continue? And even though Delta couldn't know what Apogee was thinking, her heart hammered away in her chest like she did.

Delta sighed. "You need to spread your legs more. Open 'em way up."

Thanking whatever deity might exist, Apogee let out a sigh of relief. "R-Right, of course." She shifted in her seat and opened her thighs a little further before looking back at her mom. "Like this?"

Another sigh.

"No, not at all. You need to open them-" Delta said firmly, using her other hoof to yank Apogee's leg closest to her further apart. "-way-" The blue mare's other hoof moved off the dildo and shoved at Apogee's other leg. Working in tandem, both of Delta's hooves spread Apogee open as wide as she could go. "-up." Apogee winced, but kept her legs open like her mom wanted. It was subtle, but it did make her feel a little more loose.

Delta didn't take long to return her hooves back to the dildo. Apogee's heart started to hammer away even harder.

But she couldn't look away this time. Her eyes flowed down the length of Delta's arm to her hoof and she watched as her mom started moving the toy inside her again. Like before, the warmth and enjoyment of the act began overtaking all her senses. She kept telling herself it shouldn't feel erotic, but it did; each little movement that her mom made with the toy sent a little jolt of excitement up her spine even as the thick flare pressed against her interior all the more urgently.

"I can feel it moving inside," Apogee muttered.

"Yeah," Delta agreed, her voice unusually subdued and quiet. "I'm gonna go a little faster now." It was a statement, but it sounded like she was asking permission. All Apogee could think about was how beautiful those words sounded.

"O-Okay mom. Go ahead."

Once again her attention was drawn back to her mother's hooves. She watched as they rocked the toy back and forth, her pace steadily increasing with each inch-long pistoning of the toy's girthy length. For the first time all night, Apogee felt the toy yielding the pleasure she'd wanted all along as it's immense thickness stretched her more and more. It was pure bliss. The soft squelching of the toy's slick length going in and out of her, guided by her mother's skilled, practiced hooves.

Apogee never wanted this to end.

But it did. When Delta's rocking motions slowed to a stop, Apogee gasped for air not realizing she was holding her breath the entire time. She took several deep breaths as her body quivered from the rush of adrenaline that had washed over her. With effort she managed to look her mother in the eyes again.

"You're gonna have to help," Delta said. "I'll try to hold it in place while you rock on it, alright?"

"A-Alright," Apogee said breathlessly, her mind still far, far away. It pained her to return from the wondrous warmth and joy of her mother's ministrations to focus on the rote task of removing the dildo… but that's why they were here. That's what this had been about all along.

Right?

As Apogee's eyes followed along the curves of the dildo toward her mother's rugged and beautiful hooves, she realized she didn't know anymore. She wondered when the job of extracting the dildo from her swollen pussy had ceased to be a task and instead became an experience to be relished and desired. It all seemed to blend together in her mind now, a jumbled mess long since lost to the realm of Everfree.

Was it the drink?

No, a little voice in her head whispered. It's more than that.

The more Apogee looked deep inside for answers the less she could believe it. But she kept coming back to the same conclusion. No matter how unlikely it seemed, there was an undeniable truth she now faced: she wanted her mom to make her cum.

And was that really so hard to believe?

Was it so unimaginable she wanted her mom—a mare whose love and attention she'd always desperately desired—to do the same thing she'd wanted from her father not even three hours ago?

Once more Apogee glanced down at her mom's hooves for answers. Then she forced herself to look up, following the shapely contours of the blue pegasus mare's body until she met her mom's intense, rose colored eyes which were staring back at her.

Apogee swallowed hard, lifting her body off the bed a few inches and shifted her weight as she prepared to start thrusting against the COOLCO being held by her mother.

How could she know for sure what she was truly feeling? Well...

Only one way to find out.

And so it began.

Author's Note

So, chapter three. long time in coming huh?
I won't bore you with an extended apology for that, but I mentioned it on my blog post.

As for chapter 3, it was quite a challenge. I had to really spend a lot of time thinking about how these two character's would act around each other in a way that would move the story toward where I want to go.

I'm sure some of you might find it a little disappointing considering the ending... blame Clopficsinthecomments for that one!

Okay, little unfair. We both thought the cliffhanger ending made the most sense. Not to mention this chapter was getting really long.

Anyway I spent more time editing this than any previous story I've written I think. I also had the help of Clopficsinthecomments, P-Berry, and Buckweiser, who helped me edit and proofread.

Anyways, I'm glad to have this out. I'm excited to continue onto chapter 4 which I'm sure everyone whose been following thus far has been waiting to see.

Thanks for reading!