A Family Secret

I woke up to the feeling of the foal in my belly kicking. I giggled to myself and gently stroked my belly.

"Good morning, little one. Did you sleep well?" I asked out loud. I looked to my left at the window to see the sunrise shining through. I smiled to myself as I laid in bed. Ever since Big Mac impregnated me, I've been the happiest mare in Ponyville. Sadly, I haven't seen him since that day. Well, truthfully, I did see him once outside of my window about a month ago. He was carrying flowers and he had almost reached my door when we made eye contact. He froze for a second before running away. I didn't understand at the time why Big Mac was seemingly afraid to visit me, but, I think it's just because he's extremely shy. More than me, even!

Just then, I heard some banging noises downstairs. Ever since I became pregnant, my friends have been eagerly helping and taking care of me. In the beginning I didn't want their help. I felt like I was being a nuisance. However, as my stomach grew more and more, it became incredibly difficult to fly and do my normal chores. At that point, I had no choice.

None of my friends know that Big Mac is the father. I'm too afraid to tell them. All they know is that my pregnancy wasn't unwanted. I slowly got off the bed and made my way downstairs. Just as I expected, Rainbow Dash was in the kitchen trying her best to make breakfast.

"Morning, Fluttershy!" Rainbow Dash nearly shouted as she quickly flew to me and hugged me.

"Good morning, Rainbow Dash," I replied, still slightly groggy. Rainbow Dash let go of me.

"Go lay down, Flutters, I'm going to make you an awesome breakfast," Rainbow Dash said as she puffed out her chest. I did as she said and laid down on the couch nearby. Rainbow flew over to me and nuzzled my belly.

"Aunt Rainbow Dash is going to be feeding you too, little guy," she whispered. The little foal in me kicked, as if to say I can't wait!

"Woah! He's gonna be a tough one," Rainbow Dash chuckled. Rainbow Dash glided back to the oven. I could smell the pancakes she was cooking. I closed my eyes for what felt like only a second when I felt a hoof lightly touch my head.

"Here you go, Flutters," Rainbow Dash whispered to me as she held out a plate of pancakes to me, "I think you'll like it. You too little guy," she gently rubbed my belly.

"Thank you, Rainbow. I appreciate your help, but, shouldn't you be working today?" I replied as I took the plate.

"Yeah, but, I wanted to make sure you had breakfast first. I have to go now. I'll see you later, Fluttershy," Rainbow Dash then quickly flew out the window before I could say good bye. I happily ate the syrup drenched pancakes as I relaxed on the couch. Not too long after I finished eating, I heard a knock at the door and then a muffled voice.

"Fluttershy, are you there?"

"Yes, Twilight, the door is open!" I called out to her. Twilight opened the door with her magic and walked in with a smile.

"Good morning Fluttershy, did you sleep well?" Twilight asked as she took off her pack and set it on the floor next to the comfy chair across from me. She took the empty plate from my hooves with her magic and brought them to the sink.

"Oh yes, I slept wonderfully," I nodded.

"Excellent! Getting a proper amount of rest is paramount."

"Oh, I know."

"Good, good. But did you also know that..." Twilight trailed off as she started pulling books systematically from her pack. Twilight has been reading about pregnancy non-stop since she heard about me becoming pregnant. She's been delighted to tell me everything she's learned. She doesn't know that I already know just about everything there is to know about pregnancy. I mean, I've taken care of a countless number of pregnant animals. Still, she loves teaching me, and I don't want to be rude. Plus, having her company is nice.

She rambled on and on about various facts, all the while her enthusiasm never faded. She took a glance at the clock and noticed how long she had been talking. She looked back at me with an embarrassed smile.

"How about I read a story and play some classical music for you and the foal? In theory, letting your foal listen to classical music should make them smarter. It's just a theory though, it hasn't necessarily been proven yet. Either way, it's nice to listen to," Twilight pulled out a record from her pack and walked over to the phonograph in the corner of the room.

"It's Octavia's newest work, I think you'll like it," Twilight cheerfully said as she placed the needle on the record and let the song play. I closed my eyes as I tried to focus on the slow song. It made me feel like I was in a beautiful, sunny meadow. Twilight pulled out another book from her pack and began to read it to me in a soft voice. Some of my animal friends wandered into the room to listen as well. They all crowded around me and surrounded me in their warmth. Angel Bunny even climbed onto my belly. I listened to Twilight tell the story for a moment, but the song that was being played had put a spell on me and I began to drift into a deep sleep.

After what only felt like mere minutes, I woke up. I expected to see Twilight, but she was replaced by Rarity.

"Good afternoon, Fluttershy," Rarity smiled. I sat up straight and rubbed my eyes.

"It's the afternoon already? I only napped for a few minutes, right?" I replied.

"I'm afraid not, dear. It's 12 o'clock now."

"Oh gosh, my animals need to be fed!"

"Don't worry about that, Twilight and I already took care of them for you."

"Oh...thank you very much."

"It's my pleasure! You shouldn't strain yourself, dear."

"I know, I just can't help but feel like a nuisance to everypony."

"Nonsense! We're happy to help you! In fact, I've been wanting to make another dress for you."

"Thank you, but, I'm due really soon. I wouldn't want you to make a dress that I wouldn't wear very much."

"Fluttershy, you know who you're talking to, yes? I have dozens of dresses that I've only worn once. A mare can never have too many things to wear! Besides, I want to add a fashion line of dresses for pregnant mares. I think it would be marvelous!"

"Well...I suppose it can't hurt."

"Excellent! Come Fluttershy, there's much to be done!" Rarity held out her hoof for me to grab onto to pull myself off the couch. She led me over to the open space in the living room and started measuring my body.

"Don't you already have my measurements?" I asked.

"Yes, but you can never be too sure, darling," she replied as she rapidly measured every inch of my body. As she did this, she told me stories of dates she recently had with various stallions. It sounded like most of the stallions she met could barely look her in the eye without getting flustered. However, she told me of one stallion in particular that, to her, seemed interesting. She described him as confident, cute, and most importantly, a gentleman. She plans on going on another date with him. Hearing her talk about this stallion made me a little envious. Despite all of my friends visiting me nearly everyday, I still felt lonely. I needed to see Big Mac again. I missed him. The snap of her measuring tape snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Okay, now that that's taken care of, you can go ahead and lay back down, darling. I need to sketch some ideas out," Rarity said. I said nothing in response as I walked back to the couch and laid down, again. She sat in front of me as she started sketching various designs, gossiping all the while. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get Big Mac off my mind. His chiseled, strong body, his deep booming voice, and his...cock was all I could think about.

"Fluttershy, darling, are you alright?" Rarity asked with an eyebrow raised.

"Oh, I'm okay. Why do you ask?"

"Well..." she trailed off as she looked at something behind me. Finally, I realized my wings were standing at attention. Embarrassed beyond belief, I tried my best to lower them.

"I'm so sorry, Rarity!" I exclaimed as I panicked.

"It's quite alright, dear! It's nothing to be ashamed of," Rarity insisted.

"You're sure?"

"Of course! I don't blame you, I was telling quite a riveting story, after all."

"Oh...yes, right."

"Is there something the matter, Fluttershy?"

"Oh, it's nothing."

"It doesn't seem like nothing, darling. Are you sure? You know you can trust me."

"Well...okay..." I said quietly. There was a long period of silence as I tried my hardest to build up enough courage to tell her how I felt. I've told Rarity plenty of my problems in the past, and she's always been helpful. Still, it's hard for me to share things with her sometimes. Eventually, I spoke up.

"Um...lately I've been getting really...horny. It's been nearly impossible to think about anything other than...sex. I've tried to masturbate to make the feelings go away, but it almost never works."

"Well, I think that's quite normal dear."

"Really?"

"Of course! We all need a little fun from time to time, darling. Why, if you wanted, you could get any stallion you desired! You're a very beautiful mare, Fluttershy. I think you should take advantage of that, if you know what I mean," Rarity said with a wink as she looked up and down my body.

"Oh, I don't know. I don't think I'm that attractive."

"Nonsense! You're perfect, Fluttershy, and between you and me, there's loads of stallions that have a pregnancy fetish. It's much more common than you may think."

"Oh my..." I blushed.

"You just have to work on your...body language," Rarity said in a seductive tone. Rarity placed one of her legs over the other and rested a hoof on her chin. A small smile appeared on her face and she stared at me with half lidded eyes. Seeing her like this was very...interesting, to say the least.

"I think I see what you mean, Rarity," I said, unable to look away from her. Rarity let out a cute giggle.

"Don't worry darling, I'll teach you everything I know about how to seduce a stallion."

Suddenly, somepony started knocking at the door a million times a second.

"Hi Fluttershy! Can I come in? It's about to be party time!" The familiar voice of the rambunctious pink pony echoed throughout the house. My arousal quickly diminished and I was back to normal in seconds.

"Come on in," I replied. Pinkie Pie nearly burst through the door and immediately stopped right next to me.

"Well, I suppose that's my cue to leave. It was lovely to see you, Fluttershy! We can talk more tomorrow," Rarity said with a wink, "have fun you two."

"Bye Rarity," Pinkie and I said in unison. Once Rarity closed the door behind her, Pinkie Pie started placing all sorts of things around the house. Decorations, candy, and even a cake! Pinkie paused for a moment and looked at me.

"Fluttershy, have you been on that couch all day?" She said quizzically as cocked her head to one side.

"I suppose so," I replied sheepishly. In a flash she appeared in front of me and held out her hooves for me to grab.

"I know being pregnant is hard work, but you have to make time to have some fun! I don't want you to become a lazy mommy. Come on, let's play pin the tail on the pony!" Pinkie Pie helped me get off the couch and brought me over to a poster on the wall that had a picture of a cartoon pony on it. A blind fold was quickly wrapped over my eyes and Pinkie slowly spun me in place a few times before stopping me. Slightly dizzy, I tried my best to walk in a straight line towards the poster.

For one reason or another, Big Mac appeared in my mind again. I imagined Big Mac blind folding me and kissing all over my body, teasing me as my sight prevented me from anticipating each sensation. I could feel Pinkie's eyes staring at me and I hoped she wouldn't notice my increasing arousal. After a few moments of stumbling, I finally made it to the wall. I put one hoof on the wall and tried to pin the tail with the other. I pinned the tail to the wall and removed the blind fold. I was not even close.

"Are you okay Fluttershy? Something's wrong, I can sense it," Pinkie said. She walked a little closer to me and sniffed. She leaned her head downwards and took one big whiff.

"A-ha! I see the problem!" Pinkie shouted as she pointed at my privates.

"You need some lovin'," Pinkie concluded. I blushed heavily as I felt the heat of Pinkie's breath on my nether region.

"W-what do you mean?" I asked, my body frozen in place.

"Look at me," Pinkie whispered. Slowly, I turned to face her. Her face was inches away from mine and, for a brief moment, we stared into each others eyes. She closed her eyes and her face slowly approached mine. Once again, my body froze in place. Her lips connected with mine and I let out a muffled gasp. She held onto the kiss for a moment before slowly pulling back.

"Do you see what I mean, now?" Pinkie whispered. Anxiously, I nodded my head. This time, I closed my eyes and gave in to Pinkie Pie as she planted her lips on mine again. She gently sucked and licked my bottom lip, eliciting a moan out of the both of us. She pulled off of me again and placed her forehead on mine and stared deeply into my eyes.

"Let's be lazy ponies and take this party over to the couch," she enthusiastically whispered. She held onto my hoof as she led me back to the couch. I laid on my back and Pinkie quickly climbed on top of me, being careful not to hurt my belly. Without hesitation, Pinkie kissed me again, and again, and again. No part of my face was spared by her lips.

She gently kissed my neck and my body tensed up from the pleasure. Pinkie had found my weak spot and intended on exploiting it. She kissed, licked, sucked, and bit all around my neck, the flurry of pleasure drove me wild. I was tempted to beg Pinkie for more, but she seemingly read my mind and kissed her way down my body before reaching my lactating breasts. She kissed each engorged breast a few times and licked around my nipples, teasing me to an almost torturous extent. She playfully bounced and gently squeezed each breast, a tiny stream of milk leaked out of each one.

"Mind if I have a taste?" Pinkie asked, her smile almost impossibly wide.

"I-I don't know, Pinkie. This is so embarrassing," I admitted as I tried, and failed, to hide my face with my hooves. My stomach was in knots.

"Hey, it's okay! Orgasms are fun! Not only for you, but for the foal too!"

"Really? How does that work?"

"Well, I'm not a doctor or anything, but as far as I know, foals in the womb are happy when their mommy is happy. At least, that's what Mrs. Cake told me when she was pregnant."

"Right..." I trailed off.

"Please, Fluttershy? I promise it'll be fun! Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye!" Pinkie recited as she pulled a cupcake out of thin air and shoved it into her face. She pulled the cupcake off of her now frosting covered face and swallowed it whole. Then she licked her entire face clean of the frosting. Finally, she looked up at me, awaiting an answer with bated breath. Although I still felt embarrassed, I couldn't let that hold me back anymore. I had to be brave. Slowly, I nodded my head.

"Okay," I whispered.

"Yay!" Pinkie shouted. She plunged her lips onto my left tit, sending a quick jolt throughout my body. She gently sucked on my nipple and I felt the milk begin to flow from it.

"Ahh..." I moaned. After a few seconds of sucking, Pinkie lifted her head off of my breast and licked her lips.

"Mmm! Delicious! I should bake a cake with this milk!" Pinkie exclaimed before diving head first onto my other breast. I closed my eyes for a moment and tried my hardest to relax my body. I reached out a hoof and gently pet Pinkie's head.

"Mmm...that's it, drink mommy's milk," I whispered as I felt the milk once again flow into her mouth. After filling her cheeks with my milk, she gulped it all down and released my nipple from her lips.

"Woah, Fluttershy, where did that come from?" Pinkie asked, her face showing disbelief.

"Oh, I, um..." I stammered, more embarrassed now than I was earlier, if that was possible. Pinkie Pie grinned mischievously and lowered her body once again. Now, her face was directly in front of my pussy. I could feel her hot breath against it.

"I think it's time I gave this treat a taste," Pinkie said as she stuck out her tongue and leaned forward.

"N-no, wait...!" I tried to stop her, but once her tongue touched my clitoris, I was pudding in Pinkie Pie's hooves. She used just the tip of her tongue to gently lick it from side to side. I tried to look at her, but my belly blocked most of my view, so I had no way to anticipate what she'd do next. That just made it more exciting. I leaned back into the couch and accepted my fate as Pinkie Pie's play pony.

When she noticed my body relax, she flattened her tongue against my love button and licked it vigorously, causing me to moan unexpectedly loud. I quickly covered my mouth with my hoof and my eyes went wide in surprise. Pinkie seemingly had broken a barrier of mine, because now I couldn't stop moaning. The pleasure she was giving me was almost too much to handle.

"Gosh Pinkie...ahh! Where did you...mmf...learn this?" I asked. She poked her head up from my groin, her muzzle glistened with her saliva and my juices.

"I told you, I helped Mrs. Cake when she was pregnant," she answered enthusiastically.

"O-oh..." I replied. In a flash, her head dipped back down to continue her ministrations. This time, she started rubbing her tongue against my love tunnel. She never pushed her tongue inside, instead she simply glided her tongue across it over and over, each time hoping she would accidentally slip it in. For a pony usually known to be easily excitable and impatient, she's shown much restraint and control. At the same time, she's still as predictably unpredictable as usual.

Just as I was feeling close to the edge, Pinkie pulled her head away from me. I weakly tried to grab her head to pull it back into place, but my efforts were wasted. My cheeks were flushed, my breath was ragged, and my vision was unfocused.

"Pinkie...why did you...stop," I breathed.

"Because it's time for this party to go to the next level!" Pinkie shouted with glee. Before I could ask what she meant, Pinkie was already taking action. She moved her right leg under my right leg and moved her left leg above my left leg. It was a little uncomfortable, admittedly.

"This is called 'scissoring'! It'll be fun!" Pinkie exclaimed.

"I-if you say so," I said, unsure. Pinkie scooted herself closer to me until our pussy lips kissed. A happy sigh escaped my mouth. She started rocking her hips up and down, gently rubbing our pussies together. It was definitely an unusual, yet welcome pleasure. I returned the motion, trying to move my hips to alternate with hers. When her hips went up, mine went down. The friction between our pussies caused lewd sounds to fill the room.

"Wow Pinkie...hah...this is wonderful," I quietly said.

"This is...uhn...nothing! Watch this!" Pinkie retorted. Pinkie quickened her pace unexpectedly.

"Eep!" I squealed. I heard Pinkie laugh but I couldn't see her for I had my eyes shut tight. Our intertwined bodies were like jackhammers, each downstroke causing our asses to slam onto the couch. Moans of pure ecstasy were being forced out of me. I could feel my orgasm starting to build up from within rapidly.

"Pinkie...! This is...ah...too much!" I moaned. Pinkie either ignored me or didn't hear me. She continued to thrust ridiculously fast, her body now appeared to be a mere blur.

"I'm going to...to cum...soon...ah!" I stuttered. Every breath I let out became a loud moan. My body felt like it was on fire. My tits were leaking milk. The sound of Pinkie's pleasure reverberated in my ear drums. My muscles were starting to feel tired but I had no intention of stopping.

"I'm cumming too, Fluttershy! Let's...uhn...do it together!" Pinkie said. Despite my orgasm approaching quickly, I tried my hardest to hold it for Pinkie. I bit my lip in an attempt to stifle myself. I wanted to cum so badly it was almost painful. Gladly, I didn't have to hold my orgasm back for long. Pinkie threw her head back and almost screamed from the overload of pleasure. Our bodies shook violently and our pussies became sopping wet. After a few seconds of ecstasy passed, we both collapsed onto the couch. We breathed heavily and our bodies were steaming hot. My head was pounding. I felt incredibly weak. The foal in me, however, seemed to be full of energy. Pinkie sat up for a moment and rubbed my belly.

"It looks like the little guy had fun," she said breathlessly. I didn't respond as I was still trying to regain at least a sliver of energy. Pinkie pulled her pussy away from mine. When she did, strings of our cum connected our pussies. Pinkie then climbed up to me and rested her head next to mine. She looked into my eyes and rubbed my belly in circles, smiling from ear to ear.

"I love making you happy," Pinkie whispered directly in my ear.

"P-Pinkie, I..." Pinkie cut me off by placing her hoof against my mouth. She then replaced the hoof on my mouth with her lips. The kiss lasted only a second, but the feeling lingered for hours. I closed my eyes, placed my hoof on my stomach, and felt my little foal moving around. He seemed happy.

I woke up and noticed about two hours had passed since I closed my eyes. Sadly, Pinkie was gone. I groggily got up from the couch and found a note on the table.

Hey Fluttershy, thanks for letting me throw you a little party today. I had sooooo much fun! I hope you loved it as much as I did! Let's have another party like that again! Maybe next time we can have more party goers? See you again soon!

From, Your Favorite Party Pony

I giggled to myself. After reading the note, I realized I needed to take a bath. All of the liquid that coated my pussy had now dried up.

"I'm sure I have enough time to wash up before Applejack arrives," I said to no one in particular. As I made my way up to my bathroom, I reminisced about Pinkie and I making love. It was definitely spectacular. And yet, I still felt like something was missing.

I had taken a nice, relaxing bath and was heading back downstairs when I heard a knock on my door.

"Just in time," I whispered to myself. I walked over to the door and opened it.

"Hi Appleja-" I cut myself short when I quickly realized it wasn't Applejack that was at my door. It was Big Mac.

"B-Big Mac," I said, astounded, "what are you doing here?"

"Oh, um...Applejack is gonna be busy this week. She asked me to help repair your chicken coop," he answered bluntly, his eyes never once making contact with mine.

"I see," I replied quietly.

"C-come on in," I mumbled as I stepped aside. My heart pounded like a drum as I watched him make his way through the house. I followed behind him at a distance. Big Mac pushed through the back door and it opened with a creak. He held the door open for me and I quietly thanked him as I passed, avoiding his eyes as if he was Medusa. The sun was beginning to go down, but we still had a few hours of daylight left. After a few steps we reached the decimated chicken coop.

"How did this happen?" Big Mac asked, surprised at how bad it was.

"Oh, it's uh...a long story," I murmured. He began inspecting the damage, carefully pacing around the tattered coop. I watched him as he did so, wondering what he was thinking. I managed to catch a glimpse of his genitals and my mind instantly went back to the moment when I had woken up to find that Big Mac had impregnated me. My heart skipped a beat. I had finally found the thing I was missing.

Big Mac.

I noticed Big Mac walking back up to me and I quickly regained my composure.

"Eeyup," he started, "it's gonna take a few days to fix this. I'm gonna have to basically rebuild the whole thing."

"Oh my, it's that bad?"

"Eeyup."

"Oh...well, you're welcome to come over anytime." For the first time in several months, I looked into his beautiful emerald eyes and blushed. I slowly walked up to him and whispered into his ear, my heart beating out of my chest all the while.

"And...thank you, Big Mac," I immediately turned away from him and made my way back to the door. I didn't dare look back to see his reaction. I quickly slammed the door behind me and took deep breaths in an attempt to calm myself down. My mind was racing with lewd thoughts.

I need his cock inside me...by any means necessary...

I took some of Rarity's advice and, over the next few days, tried anything and everything to seduce Big Mac. Sometimes I'd bend over in front of him because I "dropped something". Sometimes I'd moan a little too loud after stretching. Sometimes I'd even lick my lips when he looked at me. Big Mac's cock was rock hard constantly and yet he did nothing. I couldn't understand why. Was he afraid? Disgusted? I couldn't tell. By the fifth day, I decided to take drastic measures. I had to do something now or I'd never get another chance. It was mid day and Big Mac was inside my house taking a break on the couch. The chicken coop was almost completely rebuilt at this point.

"Hey, Big Mac," I called out to him, "can you come with me upstairs? There's something I want to show you."

"Eeyup," he replied. As he followed me up the stairs, I made sure to swing my hips from side to side and keep my tail from blocking the view of my privates. When we eventually made it up the stairs I led him into a nearby room.

"This is where I keep small, injured animals and heal them until they're ready to go back out into the wild," I explained. I over to a fox that was laying down on a small bed. I gestured for Big Mac to stand behind him.

"This little guy injured his leg," I said as I pet the fox, "he's getting better though. He's almost fully healed." He rolled over onto his back and I rubbed his belly.

"It's mating season for foxes and he doesn't have a mate. So, I've been...um, helping him," I whispered. I slowly lowered my hoof from his belly to his dick and, almost immediately, his cock hardened. Big Mac stared, dumbfounded.

"I couldn't help but feel bad for him, seeing him pent up and frustrated all the time," I said in a seductive tone as I gently stroked the pulsating dick.

"I'm sure you understand what that's like, right Big Mac? Don't you sometimes feel like you'd do anything just to...cum?" I asked, knowing full well what the answer was. Big Mac didn't respond, at least not with words. I peeked at his under side and witnessed his cock growing. He fidgeted in place and swallowed hard. It was so cute. I leaned in closer to the fox's cock and kissed and licked the tip, tasting it's pre-cum. Then, not taking my eyes away from Big Mac's, I took the entirety of the fox's cock within my mouth. Big Mac's eyes widened at the sight.

"Mmm..." I moaned. I moved a hoof to the fox's balls and gently rubbed them, coaxing them to release their seed. I swirled my tongue in circles around the cock, trying to imagine it was Big Mac's. I slowly bobbed my head up and down and I could feel my pussy beginning to swell. My pussy needed a cock. And not just any cock, it had to be Big Mac's. I could feel the fox was about to cum. I slurped, stroked, and sucked as fast as I possibly could until, eventually, the fox came. His cock jerked hard with every shot and I kept each one in my mouth. Once the fox was spent, I slowly pulled my mouth off of him and turned to Big Mac. I opened my mouth, showing him all of the cum the fox released. Then, I closed my mouth and swallowed it all in one big gulp. I opened my mouth once again, proving that I did indeed consume every last drop. The fox dashed out of the room, but I paid no mind to it.

"Woah..." Big Mac said, astonished. I giggled, unable to keep my composure.

"Um...Fluttershy, I should...uh...get back to working on the coop," Big Mac finally said.

"W-what?" I replied, feeling my heart sink. He started stepping away from me.

"N-no, Big Mac!" I quickly wrapped my hooves around his body.

"Please, don't go, I need you," I said in his ear.

"B-but..." he stammered.

"I need you to fuck me," I admitted, tears beginning to well in my eyes, "I've needed you so badly, for so long. Why did you not see me again after so long? Do you hate me? Think I'm ugly? Disgusting?"

"I don't hate you, Fluttershy. I could never hate you. You're the most beautiful mare to ever exist. I was just...afraid," he finally said in a low tone.

"Afraid of what? Afraid of me?"

"No, I wasn't afraid of you. I was afraid of myself. Of what I could do to you. I didn't want to hurt you, or the foal, so...I stayed away."

"Big Mac..." I whispered and tightened my grip on him for a moment before pulling back to look at him eye to eye. Big Mac lifted a hoof to wipe my tears away.

"I'm sorry," he muttered, "I'm so sorry."

"I forgive you," I breathed and, slowly but surely, our lips connected. It was the most satisfying kiss I ever experienced. After what felt like hours, we let our lips separate from each other.

"But don't ever leave me again," I said with another little kiss on his cheek.

"Eeyup," he responded.

"I love you, Mac."

"I love you too." I leaned close to Big Mac's ear and whispered,

"Please, fuck me."

"Are you sure it won't hurt the foal?" I lightly pressed my forehead against his, our eyes locked.

"I'm sure," I reassured him, "I promise."

"Well...if you say so." With that, I led him out of the room and into my bedroom.

"So...how do you want to start?" he asked. Without thinking, I laid down on the bed and began to fondle my breasts.

"My breasts feel so full..." I said with a low groan. In an instant, Big Mac was looming over me. He laid down on his stomach, his face now directly in front of my leaking tits. Big Mac's face was flushed and he seemed a little jittery. He must've been so nervous. I was, for sure, but I knew I had to push through it.

"Please...drink my milk, Big Mac," I pleaded. He nodded, yet he still did nothing. I gently placed a hoof on his head and guided him towards my tits.

"Go on..." I whispered, "you can do it." He closed his eyes and let his tongue free. His tongue barely touched my left nipple, but it was enough to make me moan quietly.

"Please, don't tease me anymore, I can't take it," I begged as I forcibly pushed his head closer to me. His lips latched onto my erect nipple and, finally, he began sucking the milk out. I couldn't help but smile and giggle happily. I slowly brushed his hair with my hoof as I watched him drink.

"Thank you..." I whispered. Big Mac hummed happily in response.

Gulp, gulp, gulp...

Big Mac was now more than eager to indulge in my breast milk. He drank it like his life depended on it. It didn't seem like he was going to stop, but after a few moments of bliss, Big Mac released his lips with a loud pop and shifted his body towards my other stiff nipple. Again, he sucked like a starving newborn. This time, he fondled my other swollen breast with his free hoof. Disappointingly, he didn't suck on my other nipple for very long. However, it seemed like he wanted to get straight to the point, as his lips were quickly approaching my soaking wet pussy. I spread my legs open for him and, without hesitation, he licked the full length of my pussy from the bottom to the top.

A sultry moan escaped me. My body slightly shivered uncontrollably, yet I wasn't cold. Big Mac noticed and he raised his head to look at me.

"Are you okay?" he asked with worry in his eyes. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and reassured him that I was okay.

"I'm just so...excited...and happy," I replied with a smile, "I've wanted this for so long without even realizing it." Big Mac smiled back.

"Me too," he admitted. I giggled.

"Good," I whispered. With that, Big Mac lowered his head again. He used his hooves to gently spread my pussy lips apart. I felt so embarrassed, but I let him stare at my most private parts anyways. He gazed at my pussy for quite a while before finally giving it a taste again. He moved his hooves away from my pussy and placed them onto my belly. He gently massaged my stomach as he flicked his tongue delicately against my clit. His touch made my fur stand up straight. I could feel my heart pound wildly. I hadn't felt this many emotions at once in a long time. It was amazing. He continued to lap at my pussy. He then stuck his tongue deep inside me and hummed.

"Does it taste good?" I breathed.

"Eeyup," he confirmed. He thrashed his tongue all around my pussy with reckless abandon. He licked my clit, my folds, and anything else his tongue could reach. Then, he used a hoof to play with my love hole while his tongue rapidly flicked against my clit. All these sensations together was driving my body wild. I couldn't stop myself from moaning and gasping in pleasure.

"I-if you keep this up...ah! I'm going to...cum...!" I stammered through gritted teeth. He nodded his head in affirmation. He steadily licked my clit and played with my pussy. He wasn't going to stop until I was a trembling mess. My body was on fire and I felt my orgasm approach quickly.

"B-Big Mac...! Ah...!" I nearly screamed. I pushed his head further onto my quivering pussy as I came. My body jerked uncontrollably as I coated his face in my cum. Eventually, my orgasm came to an end and Big Mac lifted himself off of me. He looked up at me and grinned. My cum was dripping off of his drenched face. He didn't seem to mind, though. He sat on his knees beside me, his cock hard and dripping with precum.

He pressed his dick onto my stomach and started rocking his hips back and forth slowly.

"You must really like my pregnant belly, huh?" I asked. He nodded his head and closed his eyes. He rubbed his precum all over my stomach, making the fur matted. The foal inside me squirmed around and lightly kicked.

"Seems like our foal is having fun too," I mentioned. Every time the foal kicked, Big Mac could feel it with his cock. Big Mac slowly jerked himself off while still rubbing himself against my belly. I bit my lip as I watched him pleasure himself. I imagined all of the ways he could fuck me as I stared at his wet cock. He started breathing deeply.

Is he going to cum already?

Suddenly, he stopped moving.

"B-Big Mac, is something wrong?" I asked, worried. He held out both of his hooves for me to grab.

"I'm ready," he mumbled. I held onto his hooves and he lifted me up. Once I was back on all four hooves, I looked at him quizzically.

"Ready for what?" I questioned.

"You'll see," he replied. He gave me a quick kiss and then gestured for me to turn around.

"Put your face on the bed and stick your ass out," he ordered. I did as he asked without question. I looked back at him.

"Like this?" I asked, flicking my tail out of the way.

"Eeyup," he answered. He was directly behind me now, and I was excited to find out what he was going to do to me next. I heard him inch even closer to me and I held my breath in anticipation. Then, I felt his front hooves land on my haunches and the tip of his cock grazed my pussy lips. He made some final adjustments to his positioning, and then he whispered in my ear.

"Are you ready?"

"I've been ready," I whispered back. I felt another kick inside me.

"I think our foal is ready too," I added with a giggle. He lined his cock up against my pussy and carefully pushed it inside. My pussy lips slowly spread to accommodate his gargantuan member. I was so wet, the tip went inside without much effort. Big Mac paused for a moment, making sure I was still okay.

"Just put it all in already," I commanded. Right after I said that, he forced the rest of his cock inside.

"Ah...! Yes...!" I cooed. His front hooves relocated to my stomach and he rubbed it in circles. Our breaths were in sync. We were connected. We were one.

"Finally..." I said under my breath. Big Mac grunted as he started to pull himself out of me. I felt empty for a brief moment until he swiftly thrust himself back inside me. He repeated this motion countless times, each time feeling even better than the last. Eventually, he decided to speed things up. He began to thrust harder than before and the impacts shook my entire body. Most notably, they made my ass cheeks jiggle and my tummy rumble.

"That feels so good..." I moaned. Big Mac never stopped touching and rubbing my stomach as he continued to fuck me. When Big Mac pulled away, I would push my ass back towards him. For a brief moment, I was in control. I dictated how fast and how hard his cock would go into me. That didn't last very long though. We both fought back and forth for control over one another. One moment I had pressed myself against him and ground my hips against his. The next, he was practically using me like a toy, thrusting into me with no sense of rhythm. He held onto me tightly and breathed deeply into my ear, the feeling sent shivers throughout my body. At no point did he stop touching or rubbing my stomach.

I rested the top of my head onto the bed and I looked up to watch Big Mac's member go in and out of me. My arousal dripped onto the blankets. His cock was drenched in my creamy white cum. I lifted my head up and turned to look back at Big Mac. My eyes were telling him all the he needed to know. At this point, our bodies felt like they were melding together. I could feel that the end was near for us. Big Mac quickened the pace of his thrusting. Our bodies made a cacophony of sounds that echoed throughout the cottage. Out of all of the sounds, my erotic moans were the most prominent and frequent.

Suddenly, Big Mac lowered his head onto my back and held onto me tightly. I could feel his cock was beginning to swell. He was going to cum soon.

"Yes...Big Mac...give me and your foal your cum...!" I begged. Shortly after I said that, he pushed himself deep into me and grunted. His hot load was shot inside. At the same time, my pussy convulsed around his cock, milking it for all it's worth. His cock flexed with every of his seed. His cock was so deep, it flooded my womb. Our foal happily kicked the entire time. We stayed close together for an unbelievably long time until he eventually collapsed onto the bed and I rolled over onto my side. I laid my head on a pillow as I caught my breath. Big Mac crawled up to me and faced me.

I held out my hooves towards him and we embraced each other. We pressed our bodies together. The foal in me, happy as ever, kicked and kicked. Big Mac and I kissed each other as we cuddled. We didn't need to speak a word to each other. Finally, we were all together. Finally, we were happy. Finally, we were a family.