“You want a what!?”

Homage ears clamped down against her skull at the sudden barrage of sound from the mare beside her, her lovers face abloom in blush as Littlepip gawked in horror at who she once supposed was firmly in camp dyke.

“A foal Pip. You know, a little me? My own little colt or filly? A child? Produce of my hopefully soon to be stallion fucked loins? The end result of my heat bothered self being boinked cross eyed? Someone who will be calling you mama as well as me?”

Littlepip gave her gawking a few more moment, then blinking rapidly, she closed her muzzle. Then opened it, then closed it again. Then looked down, seeming to have begun thinking deep thoughts.

“I… what?”

Homage groaned, and with an eye roll grimaced at her mares reaction.

“I am in aflame in want rutt, my womb is a fallow. Yay yon stable colt, I wish thee attendance… come forth and tend thy lady of this house, for lo, while my stallion has sought to flare a foal into mine belly, he has failed in this, and has awayed to war. I must be a foal, I shall not be denied this. Spare me shame gentle lad and rutt me upon our bed lest I bend over before an inn table and be sullied by every stallion there.”

Littlepip gagged, and yanking down her ears screeched “Oh Celestia, not Spear Shake! Especially not Taming of the Nag!”

“Pip… I’m serious. I want a foal. I’m in estrus, things are calmed down enough in Equestria… haven’t you ever thought of it?”

Letting her hooves slip down, Littlepip’s ear stood up again and one flicked as their owner grumbled.

“Homage… I… I’m in this heat with you love, but… if you can just bear with it, I’m sure…”

She stopped as Homage put a hoof over hers, and looking up, Pip winced. Homage looked… despondent. Nearly heartbroken. She just stared at her mare, and chewed her lip slightly.

“Pip… It isn’t just hormones or some mare thing… I want one. Even if I wasn’t in this spot, I’d still have brought it up. I always wanted to be a mom…”

“Love… your gay. Kinda hard for us too…”

“Littlepip… I have fucked stallions you know.”

“... Ew.”

Snorting, Homage nudged her marefriend with a look of disdain.

“Oh grow up Pip. This isn’t my first cycle, and even if it weren’t, I’ve had a few just for kicks.”

Groaning, Littlepip grabbed her pillow and put it firmly over her head, her scrunched muzzle poaking out.

“I am not listening Homage… I am now self deluding myself into a mind set where I never heard any of that…”

Grinning wolfishly, Homage leaned closer and said in a growling voice “Indeed Pip, I’ve been loaded with more then a few cocks in my day! Now I like me the mares, but nothing to stop a dyke from riding her bedposts down to stumps like a wad up the works. Sure, it leaves you a bit sore, but its the kind of sore where I’m drooling from both ends and not feeling desperate for schlong. At least for a couple of hours, but most of my colts stuck with me for a few days… With only a few times having me shouting “Not there, thats the wrong hoooooollllyy Celestia!”

“OKAY, I DON’T NEED THE DETAILS!”

“First time I was a bit too stunned and him too into it… oy, I was livid when he finally unloaded, ready to geld the fucker. But he started grooming my mane and kissing my neck, telling me how gorgeous I was and not yanking it out… And he was soooo hot!”

“Oh Celestia, stop…”

“I mean it hun… trust me, if you were there, you’d have fucked him! And nothing but foal batter can quell a bad enough estrus… and this one is bad.”

Hearing the shift of her mares tone at the last part, Littlepip lifted her pillow away, and winced. Her mare had placed a hoof to her belly, and was looking away now, all playfullness gone. And sniffling. Oh cunt and stars, she was going to cry, Pip thought desperately.

“It hurts Pip… This one hurts. I’ve had estrus before, but this one makes me ache… And I’m not getting younger. I have too foal soon love. I’m lucky to have been still fucking fertile with all the rads out there, and double so I hadn’t gotten been force fucked to be some Raiders brood mare. I couldn’t bear it if I had a foal I couldn’t stand to look at… one I couldn’t love because somepony else hurt me. And now… I have a mare, a safe home, caps to spare… I want this Pip. And I want you. I love you more then life… and if it truly hurts you, then I’ll choose not to have one and move on. I want a foal… but I want you more.”

“Homage… Damn it, how can you ask me this? I can’t be a mom, how can I? I’m here for now, but I’ve got to go back to the tower soon! How can I raise a foal from some computer! And… I’m scared.”

Homage looked up as Littlepip leaned against her, her eyes locked on hers and ears lowered in despair.

“I… I’m a bad pony Homage. I’ve killed ponies. I can’t be some little things mother. How can I hold them with all this blood, huh? Or if he’s a colt… how can we raise a colt to be a stallion? We can show him how to be a male… but thats easy. Being a stallion is hard. And… I don’t even think I know how to raise a filly. How do we make sure she’s not some whore or Dash head? Fucking her life away as she takes a hit, her head as empty as the wastes. Living like… my mom. Some vault bicycle who spends half her days passed out and the rest being a teen at the age of thirty.”

Leaning her head in, Homage kissed her lovers ear.

“Oh Pip… You’re not her. Its up to you, but I know you’d be a great mom. And duh, the stallion I’ve picked will of course help us raise our foal! And I can promise, if you allow it, you’ll love my choice.”

Sighing, Littlepip bit the inside of her cheek. She was in estrus too, but knew with her condition foal bearing was dangerous. Never mind what an actual stallions penis could do. How do her fellows manage to keep theres in their right shape again after some cock stretched them out that much made the mare shudder at the thought. And she knew how it could go, a rutt devolving into a grunting brute stuffing a flare against a cervix, whinnying as he shoved it in… she’d seen pictures of mares with fuck drunk smiles pressing a hoof on the bulge of their stomachs, and the next picture how the stud had bloated them out with jizz. She knew that was less common during the year, but once estrus hit… Littlepip shifted her rump against the sheet as her cunt winked, whimpering as the silk rubbed her engorged and aching clit. She may not want this…

“Okay.”

“Pip…”

“No… Its fine Homage. I want you to be happy… and hey, I’m gonna be a mom! What I was built for, right? So… what stallion did you have in mind?”
………………………………

Velvet Remedy’s melodious voice was raised into a shriek of a harpy as it echoed through the Towers lobby from her clinic.

“YOU WANT CALAMITY TO DO WHAT?”

Author's Note

Yeah yeah... no, this one is not with the others. I lost a bet, and have to write clop. I don't want too, but I honor such things. Nevertheless, I plan to give this my all and hope you enjoy