I was wiped out. Waking up as a mare, panic hit for nearly fifteen full seconds before I remember what Luna had said about the armor. Right, so I might be pregnant, I might just be a little kinky.

My mind reminded me that I'd let Luna mount me in public. Vagina seemed to shrug and mark a point for Kinky Paul. Rolling sideways off the bed, I rushed to the bathroom and unloaded more mess than I'd ever had in me in my whole life. It just kept on draining and draining, and all the while I sat there with a silly grin on my face.

Yuk it up, little mare, when you take the armor off and don't change back.

The mess stopped leaking and I started reaching for various straps. The armor came off in pieces that I stacked beside the toilet. When I finally got the last piece off, I felt a rush of sensation.

Yes!

My body twisted, changed, reshaped and inverted my sex. Okay, I might still be a bit of a mess, but at least I was a mess and not pregnant.

That's when it hit me that Luna hadn't been on the bed. Well, maybe something else had come up. Maybe he'd gone looking for somepony else to slake himself on. I paused, waiting to see if I felt bad about that, but nope. If Luna was too much for me, he was too much for me.

Vagina put another mark down on the side of Kinky Paul when my imagination tried to work out who he would be with. "Bad Paul. Clean up, then fantasize about your hot boyfriend banging someone else."

I obviously still had some of Cadance's magic boiling through me, as I stepped into the shower I had a pretty good hard-on going. The temptation to relieve some stress came and went, mostly because I knew washing up as an earth pony was ten times harder than doing it with hands.

The soft coat that covered me had taken some getting used to, but eventually it just felt normal. Though the extra shampoo usage was a bit crazy. At least the stuff was cheap. I lathered up and started rinsing the shampoo out (along with a little mess), when a white hand reached in through the door of the shower and reached behind my neck.

Panic set in for long enough that Celestia had a good grip and pulled me into a kiss.

Okay, so last time we'd been intimate I'd felt like she'd just "taken me for a spin", but come on, she had all the self-confidence to run a country and a smoking body—she had an appeal that I couldn't deny, and I melted into the kiss.

A flash of golden light against my closed eyelids left me seeing stars for a moment.

Celestia had a smirk on her lips that told me she knew something I didn't. "There. That should keep me like this. I can feel the echo of that spell on you. It should hold long enough to give you your reward."

"Reward?" Penis and vagina were both curious.

"Last night I fucked Blue into the small hours. I'm surprised you didn't hear us. Not a single Guardpony had felt me on their back for the whole day, so my stamina was high. When I woke up moments ago, she was still a mare." Celestia stepped into the shower and used her body to back me into a corner. "Paul, you did it. She's pregnant."

I opened my mouth to say something, but Celestia didn't seem content with holding back. Should I stop her? Why would I? How wou— My thoughts dissolved as she mounted my shaft. "Fffff—"

"This is a unique experience for me. You know, Paul, I think I shall try this more often. Perhaps if you're willing to fill in while my Royal Guards"—she grabbed my ass with both her hands and lifted, shoving me deeper into her silken depths—"are focused on their growing bellies."

I'd never had a woman take this much control of things. She shoved my ass against the wall of the shower and rolled her hips forward.

I moaned out loud as her motion drove me deeper into her, only for her relaxing of pressure causing me to slip back free. Another buck of her hips drove me in again, then out. She was in full control of this fuck, and neither myself nor penis had any qualms about it.

Breasts. My brain functioned only well enough to locate Celestia's orbs and grasp them. Without a need to hold on or guide myself, I let Celestia take care of all the hard work while I got the ride of a lifetime and started massaging her chest.

Driving her hips forward again, Celestia held against me so that her labia kissed the base of my shaft. "I had wondered what all the fuss was about," she said, slightly breathless. "But, now I think I worked it out. You are a devious man, Paul." She arched her back to push her breasts more proudly into my hands.

With so much on offer, I tilted my head down and lifted one breast up to kiss and nibble on her nipple while my other hand continued to play with its twin. When she started to tremble, I swapped breasts and felt her start to hump again.

Her strokes were erratic now, and lacked any focus. The more I played with her chest, the more wild Celestia seemed to get. She spread her wings in the shower as much as she could and pumped them back and forth while her body kept swallowing my shaft up. Finally, however, I saw that I'd outlasted her.

Celestia's eyes rolled back in her head and her arms quivered. She shook and trembled, then let go of me.

"My turn. I hope you like seconds, Your Highness." I dropped to my feet, grabbed her rump, and hefted her up while shoving her against the wall. When her hands grabbed my shoulders and she stared at me in shock, I knew I had control of the situation. She was riding out an intense orgasm while I started my own frantic thrusts.

"P-Paul! W-W—?" She never got another word out. I felt her start to tremble again as I fucked her into a second orgasm. "PAUL!"

My own stamina was reaching its end, however, and I started humping far more wildly. When she clamped down around me for the third time I completely lost all semblance of composure and leaned hard into her and buried my face in her hair. Grunting as my body pumped liquid fire into her, I couldn't seem to stop for several more thrusts as penis took full control.

My hips ground against her, again and again, and I grabbed the ivory goddess by the hips and tried to shove my dick so far into her she'd be coughing it up. And all the while I trembled as my climax continued.

Grunting and panting, I felt the fire that consumed my lower body start to ebb, and there was only one last thing to do—something I'd always wanted to do with a woman but had never had the guts to. Jerking out of her, I grabbed my shaft and pumping it a few times to get a last few blasts off that painted her with hot ropes of my cum.

Why? She deserved it. After how she treated sex the first time—like I was a conquest—had left me with some complex feelings, I wanted a very uncomplex way to unload them. And unload them I did.

"Paul!" Celestia had looked down at the mess I'd made, then she laughed. "Given our previous time, I probably deserved that." She didn't have far to move to get under the spray of the shower and clean off what I'd done. "You know why things are how they are?"

My mind raced, hampered by the fact I had a smoking-hot woman in the shower with me. Pressing my hips against her rump, I wrapped one arm around her lower belly and the other around her upper toros—catching a handful of breast and cupping her mound at the same time. "Things?"

"We don't turn into ponies when we get horny, Paul. We turn into this when we're not. We're all—except for you—born as a pony. We are raised until we cease taking milk, and that's when the changing starts." She leaned her head back and let me kiss along her neck.

"It explains a lot, actually. Luna. You. But then, if I was a guy back home, why do I turn into a mare?"

"Magic, for all the rules and laws we teach about it, has a very distinct quantity of what some call the no reason, but what I prefer to think of as destiny. In order to find out why things happened as they did, you need to examine what that one little change caused." If Celestia disliked my handling of her, she didn't say so.

Okay, so what did happen? I didn't freak out as much as I probably would have if I'd woken up a woman. I met a string of lovely girls that culminated in my cutie mark, that led to me being called to Canterlot, which led me to… "Nothing could have planned for all this. There's too many coincidences."

"What do you think destiny is, apart from a series of unlikely coincidences that lead to a preferable outcome?" Turning, Celestia seemed intent on pushing her chest right under my nose.

"You're trying to distract me from something." I tilted my head down and looked into Celestia's cleavage. "And it's working."

"Paul, if your only purpose here was to put a smile on every stallion's face, then you've done your work well. I've never seen Luna look so enthusiastic, nor Twilight and Cadance too. I'm not exactly sure what you did for Cadance, but given Shining has been a mare every time I've seen him for over a day, I can guess." She pushed her chest out a littl further, but then heaved a sigh. "But alas, I must go and see to my duty."

Celestia kissed me on the cheek and stepped out of the shower and onto the tiles of the bathroom. I knew there were words like alabaster and porcelain to describe women with perfect, unblemished skin, but Celestia's coat of fine hair went beyond that. She was probably the most physically perfect woman I'd ever seen.

When she paused, I wondered if she closed her eyes, but before I could say anything there was an intense flash of white light that lasted barely enough time for me to blink.

"A little trick you learn when all your magic revolves around fire. Drying off is never a problem." She gave me a wink over her shoulder and walked from my bathroom—her hips swaying.

I practically flopped against the wall of the huge shower. Penis was exercising his right to a post-coital erection, and I was completely spent. Closing my eyes, I let the water pour over my shoulders and calm me down.

How long I stood there I don't know, but the taps turned themselves off (or so it seemed) and the water trailed off as a large towel was tossed in. "My sister was practically prancing and I could smell sex all over her. What did you do?"

"Blue Blood is pregnant. Celestia wanted to reward me for my assistance." I started drying myself off with the towel.

Luna stepped into the shower stall with me and used his magic to grab the towel and dry me off. "Well, sounds like it was better than her usual deal."

The memory of it had me biting my lip. "Yeah. She was kinda hot when—"

"Finally she got something up her that wasn't a stick." Luna tilted his head down and licked my shaft. The surprise attack left me confused and unsure, though penis knew exactly what to do. Penis used erection.

As Luna's mouth slid over me, I felt my whole body start to respond to his advances in the normal—non-blocking-spell—manner. As my arms and legs all became short pony limbs, my tail and mane grew out, and my snout shoved forward, I felt my arousal rise. "Seems the spell wore off."

"Seems it did, my little filly." Luna's weight landed on my back and I arched my spine to catch him. He was heavy in all the best of ways.

I groaned as his thick shaft kissed my entrance. "Are you—? Fffffff…" As he pressed into me, I arched my neck and lifted my jaw up. The feel of him going in blew away the sex with Celestia. Not that Celestia wasn't fun, but this was Luna—and he bottomed out in me quickly.

With his forelegs wrapped around my hips, Luna held himself inside me without moving a muscle. "You know, Paul, if we keep doing this, I'm eventually going to hit my mark."

"I surrender, okay? If—maybe when—I get pregnant, I know I'll have the best stallions taking care of me." To show how much I accepted this, I squeezed down on him greedily. "Your sister said something I found interesting. She said that you—you were both—ponies first. That the curse turns you from stallions into upright people when you're not horny. It's starting to ma—" Luna cut off my musing simply by pulling back and ramming into me again. Philosophy and deep thinking be damned, I wanted him to fuck me hard.

When he got his third thrust in, I had to lift a foreleg and brace it against the wall of the shower he was pushing me toward. Vagina was in her element, and so was I. Unlike every other stallion I've been with, Luna wasn't a one-shot-wonder. He plowed me hard and long until I was barely able to think about anything but the flared tip of his shaft, the rock-hard shaft that kept driving it into me, and the medial ring that made my legs tremble.

Luna's soft grunts turned into sounds more akin to growls as he expressed his possessive, carnal desire to have me. When I was getting close to my limit, and he started to speed up, I felt the point of no return pass and my assent to the peak of pleasure rush past.

In the end, moments before I was fit to burst, he snarled aloud and grabbed my front with his wings and pinned me back on him. I bit my lower lip as he trembled atop and inside, and when the first white, hot blast of seed hit my insides, I reached my orgasm.

Again I arched my neck, but this time I howled out my release in a primal and very equine whinny that shoved its way from my trembling body. The pressure in my pelvis as all my muscles gripped and released over and over was so intense that I heard Luna whinny in surprise—though he kept humping against me and pumping his seed deep inside me.

When he finally stopped shoving at me, I lowered my foreleg and braced my limbs as well as I could while the amazing sensations had their way with me. Orgasms, I'd found, were comparable only by the silly faces they made guys and girls pull, the physical mechanics of how they felt was completely different. For me, now, my whole body felt like there was sparking electricity rolling over it, though the waves of energy seemed to focus down and pour into my vagina. As a guy, everything was focused on either my balls, my dick, or my anus. I don't know why it was those three, but my butt always did this clench-twitch-spasm thing when I came.

Luna's wings were still around me and he was most certainly still inside me as we both slowly regained our senses and slowed our breathing and heart rates. "Tell me when you want me off."

Looking back over my shoulder at him, I couldn't help myself. "I thought we'd both already gotten off?"

He laughed, which translated through his shaft and made my insides tremble and almost push me into an aftershock. Another difference between guys and girls, that. "If you're cracking jokes, Paul, I think we should clean up."

My whole body shook and trembled as he drew himself out of me and left me aching and empty. His dark blue magic took hold of the shower's controls and he turned the water back on. I let him soap me up and wash me off again, clean under my tail, and kiss me as many times as he wanted.

"So you really let my sister leave her mark on you again?" Luna turned the shower off and began drying me again with a towel.

It was nice to be pampered by him, so I let him fluff up my coat, mane, and tail before stepping out into the bathroom. "Mmm, yeah. She used her secret weapons."

"I'm going to take a guess and say breasts?" He set to drying himself.

"They're really big. Thankfully there was enough of the last hit of that spell to get me through it. I think she was much nicer this time. Maybe impending fatherhood is making her think more about being less of a bro?" Lifting a brush up on my hoof, I set about brushing my mane out.

"Hold on." Luna walked up beside me and tapped me on the shoulder with a hoof. "You mean to say you had sex with her as a guy and her as a woman?"

"Uh…"

"Paul. Please answer the following. You had sex with my sister while you were male and she was female?"

I was a little distracted brushing out a knot when he took the brush out of my hoof. "Huh?" I asked. "Oh, yeah."

"And you didn't use a condom or anything?"

It was like a huge fire had started and I heard the first fire siren going off in my head. "Y-Yeah."

"And you have a cutie mark of what on your flank?!"

Ah, all the sirens were going off together now and they synced up nicely. "Oh fuck."

"Look, there's still not a certainty of it. I mean, you've had sex with Twilight and Cadance, and nothing bad happened there." Luna started brushing out my mane for me while doing his own with a second brush. "You're slow to change back today, Paul."

"You're not going to startle me with that. While you've been talking to me, I've been remembering Celestia's breasts. Of course I'm going to be stuck as a mare for a bit while I'm still horny." I stuck my tongue out at him and blew a raspberry.

But there was a sinking feeling deep inside that told me that something was different now. How I knew, or what was telling me all this, I don't know.

Luna nuzzled my cheek and drew his snout up and to my ear where he nibbled a little. "You look like you just walked face-first into a wall, Paul."

"I'm pregnant."

"You don't know that. We could go to the—"

"No. This is—this is my thing, Luna. Remember? Cutie mark of knocking-upness?"

He let out a soft, hungry sound that made vagina excited to hear. "That means it doesn't hurt if we have some more fun." Okay, vagina really liked that idea.

Tilting my head, I leaned sideways and pressed myself against him from my cheek to my rump. Being taller than me, my body fit against him and a little under him—somewhere I enjoyed being. As I nuzzled down under his chin, I felt his foreleg lift up as he began to step over me.

Vagina was singing happily and even asshole was making curious musings on the likelihood of getting stuffed—when there was a loud knocking at the front door of my suite. "Ignore it," I said.

The knocking came again, louder and far more insistent. Luna let out a groan. "I know who that knock is from. We can't ignore it, because in a few seconds my sister will—" The pomf sound from the next room was a sure sign someone had just teleported. "… just come in anyway."

"Paul, would you care to explain the meaning of this?" Celestia's voice in the next room sounded—she sounded pissed off.

I poked my head around the corner of the bathroom and spotted her, only to see her holding a pregnancy test. She looked—Nope, I can't look away from her chest. Reluctantly, with the encouragement of all my hormones, I stepped out of the bathroom. "Is something wrong?"

On the plus side, stepping into the open gave me a much better view. She was wearing one of her sexy gowns that she used in the throne room to distract people. The dress was doing a great job of distracting me.

"When I got back to my chambers and dispelled Twilight's effect, I should have been horny enough to become a stallion. Paul, I just masturbated—as a woman—for the first time in my life." Her look was stern, but there was a hint of something else in her voice. "I asked one of my maids for a test kit—apparently they hand them out to the Royal Guard regularly. It's positive, Paul."

Okay, this wasn't exactly my fault for once. "W-Well, I mean, this is what happens when a guy and a girl have sex. My cutie mark makes it—"

Celestia raised a hand to her forehead. "Paul, the entire point of having you here was to have Blue and myself have a baby so that our houses would be joined together. My being pregnant complicates things to the point of—"

"No it doesn't." Luna stepped out behind me, his own presence feeling good right now—on my side. "Blue became pregnant first. Her foal will still be your first-born. Sister, you are blowing this out of all proportion and causing Paul distress. You'll notice she's still a mare."

Her eyes widening, Celestia stared at me. "When? We only just—"

"Luna, just a little earlier, overwhelmed me with his charms." I had to step backwards a step to be beside Luna, but it let me lean up and nuzzle his neck. "We've been talking about it for a while. It was inevitable, given my cutie mark." How was I this calm about everything? How was I so relaxed and happy?

Stress.

Stress had been eating at me about this very thing. With the stress gone and the deed done I could relax and just—Fuck. I'm pregnant.

For nearly ten seconds, one hand clutching the pregnancy test and the other her brow, Celestia seemed just to be breathing. Was she about to explode and kill everyone in Canterlot? I'd read stories—well, comics mostly—about ponies and their specific affinities being able to go bad. Celestia's was the sun. If she freaked out, it would at least be fast. "Congratu—"

Frantic knocking on the door surprised us all, cutting Celestia off mid-word. I was about to call out and tell them to go away when a pomf sound interrupted even that and revealed Twilight Sparkle as the person doing the knocking. Her eyes were fixed on me, and I don't think she'd even noticed Celestia in the room. "Paul! You're not going to believe this!"

There was a whistling, sinking feeling. It was like months of messing around were catching up to me. I could guess at what her big surprise was, though I hoped it was something else. "You're pregnant?" I asked.

Twilight actually bounced in place—something that was extremely distracting given her chest. "How'd you know? Isn't it great? I…" As she looked around finally, Twilight seemed to notice a lot of things her focused mind had been missing. She was smart, probably at least twice as smart as I was, which is why I wasn't surprised her eyes landed on the pregnancy test in Celestia's hand and then drifted over to me standing beside Luna—still as a pony. "Oh. Oh my goodness. You—?"

A loud knocking on the door caused us all to freeze in place. Celestia stared at me with wide eyes while Twilight turned to make her way to the door.

"Paul," Luna asked, "what are the odds that this is Cadance?"

"Life was so much simpler when it was only me who was pregnant." I looked up at Luna and saw I'd gotten him to smirk. "Remember those times? I remember those times. Is there some kind of jail for guys who get a bunch of women pregnant?"

"Yes." Celestia had a smile too now, though it looked caught halfway between I'm smiling because you're in more trouble and okay, that was funny but I won't admit it. "They call it marriage."

I rolled my eyes at Celestia's joke (at least I hope it was a joke) and turned my attention back to the door. When Twilight opened it to reveal a little white unicorn mare, I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Shiny! How are you?" Twilight crouched down and hugged her… Brother? Sister? I mean Shining Armor seemed fine to be called a mare, so does that change all his roles to feminine? Regardless, it seemed I might not have completely ruined my chances of survival.

"Doing okay, Twily." Taking the time to hug her sister, Shining looked up and locked eyes with me. "I was actually here to talk to Paul."

Oh no. Oh no, no, no, no!

Shining Armor let go of Twilight and walked across the room to stand right in front of me. She looked into my eyes with a kind of stern authority. "Paul, there—"

"I'M PREGNANT!" The door, still open, admitted a pink goddess with boobs that I was considering starting a church just to do them justice. She ran across the room—which did wonderful things to her chest—and then froze just before reaching me. "Paul? Uh, you were just…?"

The insanity of the situation was that she didn't look upset and, when I looked back down at her, neither did Shining. "No, I wasn't just. Well, a little, but I should be back to—" I didn't get any further. Cadance picked me up and hugged me to her chest. I was lost in a sea of pink (not the least of which was her cleavage) and could honestly say there were worse ways to die.

"Paul! I'm so happy for you—and for me! This is the best thing ever!" Cadance's grip was not quite painful, but even if it was the barrage of confusion messages combined with her breasts were doing a number on me.

"I think," Luna began, "you all neglected to take into account how powerful Paul's cutie mark is. Now, however, you all need to make a decision about what is going to happen. I for one plan to settle down with this adorable mare and take care of her every need for the next eleven months."

His words sent tingles through my brain. It wasn't just nice, it wasn't just cute, it was exactly what I wanted to hear. Despite Cadance's breasts, I squirmed and dropped down to the floor and lunged toward Luna.

He caught me with one wing and leaned down to kiss me. For a few moments, as our lips met, I could forget everything else going on in the room. Finally, though, it was a high-pitched whistle that brought me back to reality.

When I looked for the source (basically, turned my head to the direction my ears were facing), I realized the sound was coming from Cadance. "Are you alright?"

"Give her a moment," Shining Armor said. "Once Cady goes like this, it will take a while for her brain to reset. Love-overload, or something like that." She smiled at me and held out a hoof. "Also, I need to say it too, thank you for this. I can't believe we're both pregnant. Literally the best day ever."

Lifting my own hoof, I clopped it against Shining's. Well, it seemed like I was out of the weeds there. "Hey, I still feel a little surprised you were—and she was—okay with that. Where I come from, people are a lot less free with themselves."

"I'm married to the princess of love, Paul. More love is generally the only way forward for us. Having an extra little one running around the castle? You should have heard her when she got confirmation. About five times louder than"—as Shining was talking, Cadance finally stopped her squealing and had caught Luna in a hug—"what she was just doing."

Celestia cleared her throat. "That's all well and good for you and Luna, Paul, and for Shining and Cadance, but what of myself and Twilight?" There was a slight sound of panic in her voice—of loneliness.

It hurt to hear it. There was a literal pain inside me to realize that Celestia, after all this, felt scared of being alone. I walked over to her and looked up at her face—barely even focusing on her boobs at all, so a herculean effort. "Celestia—Hold on." I jumped up on the nearest couch and then onto the back of it. Trusting my sense of balance to my earth pony skills, I was just below chest level still. "You need to meet me halfway here. I can't hug you if you stay standing."

"Hug me?" Celestia sounded surprised. "What do you—Oh." She kneeled down on the couch and was finally at eye level with me.

I reached out, lunging to wrap my forelegs around her shoulders and pull her against me for a hug. "It's okay. We'll go through this together, and remember all those wonderful mares you have for guards? They will have advice for both of us on how to handle this."

She looked at me in surprise. When I kissed her on the nose, she actually laughed. It was a sound like expelling pressure or stress. "Paul, you are a wonderful pony. This will be a new step in my life, but I think it will be fine so long as we all support each other."

"There's somepony else who might need a hug." Luna used his wing to reach up and turn my head to face the middle of the room. "Paul, you might be a little mare, but you have someone else who needs a hug."

Twilight Sparkle. She was watching us all with some kind of detached expression as if she were apart from what was going on. I half expected her to be taking notes or something. "Sorry, Celestia, I need to go hug another princess."

Leaning into me so that her mouth was by my ear, Celestia said, "Please keep calling me just Celestia. It's nice to have somepony who sees me as me." With that, she picked me up and turned around to set me on the floor.

Walking over to Twilight, I jumped up on the arm of the couch she was sitting on and was at the perfect height. "I'll be as much or as little a part of your life as y—"

She rolled her eyes and wrapped both her arms around me, and pulled me into a hug. "Paul, you silly pony, of course I want you part of my life. Part of our baby's life too."

Such a hug required me to hug back so much that my back legs almost dangled onto the arm of the couch. "So, uh, where do we go from here? I think everyone seems okay with this, but we need to plan."

"There is one thing that I have to wonder about. Paul being here has resulted in all of us—except you, Luna—getting pregnant. In that same time Blue Blood is pregnant, and I don't think any of my Royal Guard is still human." Celestia had calmed since the hug. Maybe I would need to make special hug times where I can ambush her in various places to ensure she remains calm and enhugged throughout her pregnancy.

"You're about to mention the greater population, aren't you?" Twilight asked. "If Paul has had this effect in just this concentrated location, what about the times he's been outside the castle?"

When I spotted Luna with a distant look of shock on his face, I started to realize that there might be a specific problem-place. "Jugs' bar?"

Luna nodded. "I know you were more careful in there, but I am sure that not everypony was. The strange thing here is that everyone will think this was perfectly normal since—"

"Since their sample size is one." Twilight tapped both her index fingers together like she was in some kind of cartoon and had no idea if what she was about to say would make things better or worse. "That was the problem we had in Ponyville. Lyra Heartstrings and Sweetie Drops was planned for. Big Mac and Sugar Belle was also expected. When every mare who had the most casual of sex wound up being pregnant—we knew something was up."

"You'll have to excuse me, then." Princess Celestia stood up, and in doing so made her chest bounce in a way that will live on in my memory until Cadance does the same thing. "I have some new maternity leave to approve, and several new laws regarding ponies with highly effective cutie marks to ponder. Thank you again, Paul."

Watching Celestia leave the room was a unique pleasure in life, but I had to admit that the memory of it would fade when Cadance did the same. What was it about her, I mean, it wasn't like she was the princess of love or anything. Yeah, even my inner monologue is sarcastic about that. "Celestia"—I waited for her to pause and look back at me—"thank you for making a place where I feel welcome."

"You're welcome, Paul." Celestia gave me a big smile and finally made her way from the room.

"The question, Paul," Cadance said, "is how best to share your talent without it getting in the way of your life. The first and immediate through that comes to mind is a special block of apartments that we can hire out to couples trying to have a baby. Put you in the middle and have them all scattered around you."

The idea staggered me. I remembered back to when I'd first started helping ponies get pregnant—when I'd gotten my cutie mark—and I couldn't hold back my smile. "That would be nice."

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